Dyed-blonde minivan mothers of the world! Stop naming your daughters Kennedy!
Also stop almost killing me with your minivans at crosswalks. Print this inequality out and paste it to your dashboard:
pedestrian with walk light > Honda Odyssey with a green light making a right turn and blaring Andrea Bocelli
The sideways “V” means “is greater than.”
So now we know what Honey Huan’s been up to since her split with Duke. She seems to have landed on her feet.
Heather says I have a calming voice. Since she said this I’ve been practising.
“Sibilance.”
“Echinacea. Oceanic”
“Burgundian.”
“Cellar door. Filament. Chancellor.”
“Happy little tree.”
“Arugula.”
“Haplodiploid.”
I’ll start podcasting again soon, at the end of this massive adjustment we started last month. I have some songs I want to play, and words I’d like to say. And I can’t wait for The [...]
It seems Amy had the presence of mind to snap some shots of me’n’Sherry’s new house while we were trying our damndest to work her to death.
The only furniture we’ve moved in so far is a microwave cart. Our new fridge has no food in it, but we’ve got ground cumin and celery salt and [...]
Lee Mercer! It’s like he’s running for president on a platform of it’s my homework assignment for grade ten civics class. Remedial stream. [via overcompensating]
Slice is recruiting for a new “reality TV” series in the Bayfield Retail Ghetto. I’ve always wondered where TV production companies dig up all the toothless ignorant hacks they’re all the time parading across the superflat screens of the world. Turns out I’ve been at the epicentre of the recruiting industry for over a year. [...]
In house painting and hand grenades, posterity must yield to pragmatism. We bought a skeleton and we’re trying to paint flesh onto its bones. The right kind of flesh has to go in the right place, I guess. And fast. And everyone’s all the time saying we need to take before-and-after pictures. We’re more concerned [...]