Be Ignored by the Stiff and the Bored
I feel like the guy that’s stumbled into his favorite bar and realized there’s no one else there. Free to drink as much as a I want and slur and scream as loud as I want with only my own intonations of “going too far” to keep me at bay. Fuck it. Hi, I’m Diggy, and this is my blog. Shit’s probably about to get hectic, I kinda feel like I don’t need...
How I Cure Hangovers
Today I learned that a group of chickadees are collectively known as a banditry. -diggy
Roland's Twirly Gesture
I know I’ve written it before, but hell son: Your heart might break but the show goes on because if it stops, you starve. …and that’s all I have to say about what happened tonight ——————— Moving on, I’m taking some temporal liberties in saying that ‘Today’ I learned about it, but the new Janelle Monae album is...
SPOILER ALERT: This is gonna be one of those articles that is much much more about me sifting through various interesting thoughts going on in my head right now than it is about learning. If you want a post about actual *learning* learning, click on the random button at the top of the page about 5 or 6 times until you come to an article that satisfies you. SECOND SPOILER ALERT: This posting is...
What Diggy Learned in April
or “PMA + KBO = Blood for Frogs!” ————————- May! What a month!… Sorry, April! What a month! (Obviously the first thing to do is to apologize for this post’s tardiness, but no one’s interested in my apologies [APPARENTLY!] , so we’ll just move on and watch as the end-of-month posts move further and further into...
Slot machines are always tuned to C-major
I’m going to Vegas this weekend. I don’t know anything about gambling, except that I like to do it and shouldn’t. I play roulette, because it’s easy to understand. Roulette isn’t a game of odds. It’s a game of expectation management. I like to spread out my bets so I lose slowly — I can bet a bunch on every spin, and there’s almost always money...
I Got Them Black Robe Blues
Today I learned about the policies and politics of (presumed) Supreme Court-nominee Elena Kagan. Usually at this point, I’d write about how unfortunate it is that I (we [you]) hear about a new previously-unknown Justice and think “well, lemme go look up a couple things on the internet to determine whether I ‘like’ this or not,” which is really just a pompous excuse to...
Using Every Part of the Buffalo, pt. 2
Today I learned that the following is a grammatically valid sentence: “Buffalo buffalo Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo Buffalo buffalo.” Yup. Go ahead, try to wrap your head around it, or just look it up. English is weird. -diggy
Today I learned about the phobias of several world leaders. I think we give people too much crap for their fears. Kim Jong Il is afraid of flying, which…sure, it’s annoying that the lady next to me keeps clutching the armrest and gasping every time the plane dips, but this guy’s fear was “triggered by a 1976 helicopter crash in which he was seriously injured.” I...
The Chinese Military-Issue Shovel
Today, I learned about the Chinese Military-Issue Shovel, which, well- …yeah, it’s the greatest thing I’ve ever seen. I am prone to hyperbole, so take that previous sentence with a whole heaping truckload of salt, but it’s still the greatest thing I’ve ever seen. Look at it! LOOK AT THE SHOVEL! OBSERVE WHAT IT CAN DO! It’s not just that it’s...
A Response to Andy's Question from the Previous...
or More Things We Could’ve Done Privately, But Then They Wouldn’t Be Proper Cries for Attention, Would They? ————— I have always written because of women. There’s no women in my life. I have no one to impress, no one to turn to for any kind of validation. The cat thinks everything I do is fantastic and boring. Also, life’s kinda sad. Ya...
What Andy Learned In April
Hey, Diggy: Do you think we didn’t learn much in April, or do you think we were just lazy about writing? That’s not just the standard boring “post about not posting much” motif. I’m actually curious to know if this blyrg has run its course, or if it’s the idea of continual learning that’s gotten old. Or maybe it’s the self-analysis that...