And I blame Christmas music. I do. Think I'm exaggerating? Fine. You try to make it all the way through Vince Gill's Let There be Peace on Earth dry-eyed. Go ahead, I dare you — just don’t try it in public, since it may not go well. Unless you’re an icicle, you’ll grab a Kleenex … Continue reading : this world is breaking my heart :
Earbuds. Specifically, the cords. I listen to music quite a bit, it keeps me sane. Now, fyi, I lean heavily toward hard rock -- Van Halen, Eric Clapton, Aerosmith, Styx, Whitesnake -- and I don’t skimp on the volume. You can hear me coming from blocks away when I'm in the car, even in the … Continue reading : my new nemesis :
‘The secret to creativity is knowing how to hide your sources.’ Albert Einstein Have you noticed there’s been a run on high-profile copyright violations lately? Led Zeppelin, Sam Smith, Robin Thicke and Pharrell Williams have all been accused and that’s just the music business. Jonah Lehrer, author (and expert copy and paster), infringed on his … Continue reading : infringing :
Follow the bouncing period, boys and girls. It's Weird Al Yankovic performing Word Crimes, a grammar freak's delight. There's something for everyone here: punctuation, emoticons, grammar tips, hashtags, sentence diagramming, parts of speech, proofreading symbols, double entendres, fun design, the whole enchilada. Just you watch, the video's a gas. Sort of a writer's pornography set … Continue reading : a sing along for wordaholics :
This is awesome. Heart, with drummer Jason Bonham (son of John Bonham,the original Led Zeppelin drummer), performs Stairway to Heaven at the Kennedy Center in DC. It will send a shiver down your spine. I swear.
So far, spring’s a total disappointment. Gray, rainy, cold, and dismal. Today’s a chilly 48º and I have goosebumps the size of kneecaps. My hands are huddled around my coffee cup, seeking warmth. Of course, after the brutal, prolonged winter we had, 48º is positively tropical. I’m not scraping ice and my breath doesn’t appear … Continue reading : spring does something to me :
Woohoo, a holiday half-baked. Relax, it's not a ham, you won't get a food borne illness from reading this. You might get gift ideas or happy feet, but no upset stomach. You know, a holiday edition was bound to happen; I’m not immune to the merriment of the season. Who could be? We’re bombarded with … Continue reading : half-baked vii :
Hello and welcome to another edition of half-baked, the half-assed post, on this second day of standard time. I won’t complain about the extra hour of sleep, but I’m sure gonna bitch about the early darkness. Who came up with this harebrained scheme, anyway? The Marquis de Sade? Dracula? Mean girls? Who? I want names. … Continue reading : half-baked VI :