Your New TV Ruins Movies.
HOLY SHIT.
Something Jen and I saw last night: Principles aren’t principles until they cost you something.
I’m not a huge baseball fan, but I at least keep an eye on the home teams. This article describes perfectly why I haven’t given a shit about the Baltimore Orioles for, oh, 15 years.
I read about this on a WWII message board a couple of weeks ago, and couldn’t believe it then: British WWII fighter found in Egyptian desert. Hopefully they can get it out and into a museum before people start scavenging bits from it.
Hmm. SPIN's 100 Greatest Guitarists of All Time. Interesting choices.
19 Regional Words All Americans Should Adopt Immediately.
jasm (n.), Connecticut
Meaning “intense energy or vitality,” the sentence provided in the dictionary was so good, I wanted to share it with you all, too: “If you’ll take thunder and lightening, and a steamboat and a buzz-saw, and mix ‘em up, and out ‘em into a woman, that’s jasm.”
Handy tip, via Sean Carton on Facebook: Find and Download PDF Manuals of Electronic Products using Amazon.
Doonesbury takes on the Texas Legislature: pure unadulterated brilliance.
What’s even funnier is the way most newspapers are underscoring their irrelevance by refusing to publish the strips this week.
However, for all the damage being a drug addict, smack-head and alcoholic has done to Doughty, he saves his real ire not for the drugs, or his various addictions, but for the other members of his former band (who all remain nameless to the bitter end).
Wow, what a sad state of affairs. I suppose I’ll have to read the book to find out exactly why he’s so bitter about his old band, which I love so much.