I’m very happy that the mean month of February is coming to close. Couldn’t happen sooner. It’s really the most intolerable of all the months. It’s no wonder that February got snubbed and only got 28 days. For me the awful by-products of February are, my continual runny nose, my car that looks more like …
Monthly Archives: February 2002
Oh my. Just when I was on the cusp of warming up to the fact that my favorite food — Heinz Ketchup — was available in green, the quick draw marketing maniacs at Heinz Corp. have unleashed three new colors of Ketchup. This is a mystery to me. Are sales of Heinz Ketchup down? Why …
“Are you custom-made, custom-paid or just custom-fitted?” –ludacris I think the software industry is in need of a new anthem right now. A shut up — get to work — handle your business kinda anthem. An anthem steeped in the tradition of the classic turn of the century work song. An anthem that will have …
Sometimes you have to just unplug all the machines, put on your warmest flannel, run to your local grocer, stock pile canned goods and make a hasty retreat to the best log cabin at your disposal. You really can’t pick a better weekend to go than Valentines weekend. Especially if your Valentine is cute, has …
Damn. Tonka Toys in Compromising positions. I want a jumpsuit like that.
The House Project saga continues. As recounted by the Good Doctor F. This episode is being brought to you by dancehall guru Tiger Ranks. So. After we drop $2500 at Standard TV and Appliance last weekend, they deliver the wrong steel fridge and then just try to get me to just accept it instead. I …
I went to my old friend Tomo’s wedding this weekend and struggled voraciously with my low-impact digital camera to take some pictures. The Kodak DC280 Zoom was operating on it’s own digi-rhythms, belching and merciless, succumbing to the thumbs of a hand that knows no other digits. It’s favorite thing to do was to wait …
Angered by Snubbing, Libya, China, Syria Form Axis of Just as Evil. Form your own club.
My friend Arjan gave me a Zen Garden for Christmas. It’s inconspicuous. Takes up very little room in my apartment. I don’t know jack about Zen or gardening for that matter but the happiness that I get just gently raking my one foot square plot (with one of 4 rakes provided), makes my cynicism for …
Crushed and confused that I had missed yet another modernist typography exhibit at the MIA, I wondered aimlessly through tight, micro Japanese tea rooms and studied the lines of old Remington and Ibm typewriters before falling upon the Danny Lyons photography exhibit. Not knowing any of his work I paid special attention. His photos of …