Randomness


From an ad I saw in today’s WSJ:

LIKE is watered-down love.
Like is mediocre.
Like is the wishy-washy emotion of the content.
Athletes don’t do it for the like of a sport.
Artists don’t suffer for the like of art.
There is no I like NY T-shirt.
And Romeo didn’t just like Juliet.

LOVE. Now that’s powerful stuff.
Love changes things.
Upsets things.
Conquers things.
Love is at the root of everything good that
has ever happened and will ever happen.

LOVE what you do.

true friendship is receiving text messages like this one:

I just pooped 4x after dinner! Wth

I found this while reading a commentary on The Golden Compass and it’s source material:

Nevertheless, I decided to give His Dark Materials a go a couple of months ago because of all the chin music. It is typical to give Pullman high marks for some of his more inventive gimmicks, like the daemons. Frankly, they wore thin by the second book. Just more talking animals. The author’s inversion of, and therefore dependence on, C.S. Lewis is as subtle as a colonoscopy, but he also owes a debt to Madeleine L’Engle, it seems to me. And then there are all those witches, the single most boring group of preternatural creatures ever concocted. In the second book, they just go on and on until you realize why the Puritans finally burned them at the stake–it was the only way to make them stop talking.

does anyone know how accurate those home body-fat monitor scales are?

according to the one i have at home, it says that i have around 12% body fat, which seems awfully low considering my affinity for cheese and fritos (especially in frito pie)…

i’m working on a substantial post which hopefully i’ll finish tomorrow.

it’s got words. and thoughts. and *gasp* substance.

a far cry from the nonsense i’ve posted the last few days.

i promise.

but i’ll leave you with a little confession. i have a slight obsession with What Not to Wear on TLC. don’t ask me why.

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