Monday, March 30, 2009

Quickie - Save the children!

Anyone want to bet that this school has an abstinence-only sex-ed policy?

Just another legacy of the past eight years...

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

One of many, lately

One annoying thing about Facebook is the ridiculousness of the ads. I mean, not only to they appear to have been designed by 8 year olds* but almost all of them are for fraudulent or potentially illegal activities**. But every not and then I'll see one that I find amusing, but not for the reason you might think. Consider the following:

Let's consider the power of simile for a moment. So buying an engagement ring is like forgetting to use a condom, how exactly?
  • It increases your chances of getting a STD?
  • It "just feels better baby"?
  • It can result in pregnancy?***
Whatever. I'm now even more convinced that Facebook ads are going to be the death of Facebook. Not because they are a terrible idea - but because they are so incredibly poorly designed.

* "I know - let's put 6 eyes on the picture of the baby! KEWL!"
**"Oh really - you're unemployed and making $32K a week? SuuUUUuuuurrre you are..."
*** No wonder many men are pretrified of committment - I mean if just buying the ring can get her knocked up...

Monday, March 23, 2009

I'm bringin' Tesla back...yeah!

I think I'm starting to like Tesla Coil music a little too much, but this is awesome.

My only wish is that you could hear Sexyback a little better while the coils are working. As it is you can pretty much just hear the bassline.

SexyBack vs. Legend of Zelda Theme on Two Tesla Coils from Trammell on Vimeo.

Thursday, March 19, 2009

Weird search results

Yesterday I received an email from my mom. She's really gotten into emailing lately, presumably because it's one of the easiest and more reliable ways to get a hold of me, other than text message (which my dad is now better at than I am). Anyway, mom mentioned Grrrcat several times, asking how he is and whatnot.

I only mention this because as I was reading this in my gmail browser, the "sponsored links" along the side naturally saw all the references to Grrrcat and served up some ads that they thought were relevant. Needless to say, I think Google needs to work on it's definition of "cat" a little - judging from the first ad, which links to this.

Here is a screenshot of the ads as they were displayed (note - this is a picture, those are not actually "sponsored links"):

Yeah - I'm pretty sure that Grrrcat would *not* be into an industrial strength scrubbing.

Monday, March 09, 2009

Quickie - Recess? I'd say so!

Just when you think government is comprised of emerges of an actual city council meeting somewhere where a kid in the audience uses one of the plethora of iPhone fart sound apps to add his own - shall we say "color commentary"?

Of course, if I were in that situation, I'd probably laugh too. Who am I kidding - farting is funny.

Friday, March 06, 2009

You're welcome, music fans!

Had to make a change to my blog template over lunch today because the old template - in all its fascist glory - wouldn't adapt itself well to either large image or video posts. While I could mostly live with that, I couldn't live with the fact that it wouldn't show the full width of hte new Current widget! So begone "Scribe"! Consider yourself exiled!

Yay! Now I can listen to the current without having to open Windows Media Player! It can even be "popped out" into a separate tiny window - woot!

In the battle of science vs. politics - my money is (sadly) on politics

You know, as much as I love living in Chicago, there is a bizarre dichotomy between how the city tries to position itself as a modern, sophisticated urban center (see: 2016 Olympic bid, Alinea, Magnificent Mile, fantastic cultural institutions) and how the rest of the state seems heck-bent on celebrating it’s ignorance. It’s sort of like your one friend in high school who was the eccentric, grunge-wearing artsy theater girl who’s older brother was a varsity athlete in 2-3 different sports.

Case in point is the latest bid by the Illinois general assembly to reinstate Pluto as a planet. Good lord people – it’s settled science, just deal with it.

Speaking for the people of Chicago, I can assure my six readers* that we are all sooo embarrassed, and totally going to pretend we’re not related the next time we’re out in public.

* Interestingly, none of whom live in Illinois, I think.

Thursday, March 05, 2009


I’ve been on Facebook for several weeks now and I think this weekend was sort of the turning point. While it was initially really interesting to reconnect with old friends I hadn’t seen in a while – I’m at the point now where I’m starting to wonder what I’ll end up doing with all of them in the long run? I’m too paranoid about the direction that the company itself will take to post anything truly personal (or even to join any groups). Pretty much all I do is long in every now and again to play Kidnap with my one friend who plays regularly.

Maybe this is just another step in my long, slow road to ludditeness, but I think I’m still stuck asking the question “Why?” when it comes to Facebook. Sure, it’s less work than actually thinking up something remotely interesting to talk about in a blog post, but what do even my friends get out of it? I mean…really? I worry that my true friends want to get a better picture about what’s really going on in my life, not just a blurb about what’s irritating me at the moment. I think this is why I *really* don’t understand the point of Twitter. I joined it once before I understood what it really was for because a friend invited me. But I’ve never posted anything and don’t expect to. People deserve respect when listening to a story - the least I can do is give them a full paragraph.

Work has slowed down a little over the last few weeks to the point where I have time to think again. Maybe this will mark the beginning of a return to blogging. Maybe it’ll just be a temporary relapse. But we’ll see.

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