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Please google, no thank you. No thank you so hard. gmail is where I go when I want to be less “social.” When I want to have some form of actual one-to-one contact. I do not need more options for being social online. For the love of fuck.
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Trying to figure out if my COBRA benefits cover vision, I came across this, the most horrifyingly slashed sentence in existence.
You can't win, usage/pronunciation edition
- Pronunciation of “primer”
- “Running the gantlet”
- “Champing at the bit”
- Comprise/compose
In each of these cases, you might know what the correct pronuciation/usage is, but you might also sound like a ponce.
(Earlier this morning I’d told Sandy, ardent to-do listkeeper, that I was in for a real fuckface of a day.)
Against brain death
The trick when doing an extremely tedious and brain-killing task, such as dropping in the content for a website—content which consists right now of long lists of names that need to be formatted just so—is to let your mind wander just enough to keep things bearable. Like a radio tuned in primarily to a business news station, but also picking up a staticky ghost transmission in the background. Maybe it is a fire and brimstone preacher. Maybe it is an old country station. The point is, something.
I bring all this up because the current list I’m copying/pasting/formatting includes the surnames “Newhall” and “Ziger.” “Newhall” I initially misread as “Narwhal.” So of course now I’m imagining a sea vs. land death match between a horned porpoise and a vicious-yet-shy tiger-zebra hybrid.
[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]
“A Short Film About Sleeping,” Pipas
Geometric
And magnetic
You knew something about Cassavetes
(1) Favorite example of internal rhyme in a pop song
(2) Would be an extremely pretentious lyric delivered by anyone but Pipas.
(3) Pipas write the best songs about the romance of moviegoing (see also: “Jean C”)
Checklist, past week
- Tired/wired ✓
- Sleeping in clothes / waiting for winter to leave ✓
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Behind theOn top of couch ✓ - General rosy-minded fuzz* ✓
Yup, it’s that magical time of year!
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* Technically, could have been side effect of ear infection.
If you're going to try to sing "My Way" at a Filipino karaoke bar, you should maybe think twice about trying to sing "My Way" at a Filipino karaoke bar
The authorities do not know exactly how many people have been killed warbling “My Way” in karaoke bars over the years in the Philippines, or how many fatal fights it has fueled. But the news media have recorded at least half a dozen victims in the past decade and includes them in a subcategory of crime dubbed the “My Way Killings.”
Karaoke-related killings are not limited to the Philippines. In the past two years alone, a Malaysian man was fatally stabbed for hogging the microphone at a bar and a Thai man killed eight of his neighbors in a rage after they sang John Denver’s “Take Me Home, Country Roads.”
towerofsleep asked: Four suggestions for glasses: the Lemtosh or Miltzen by Moscot. Or the Andy by Selima Optique. Or the Oliver Peoples x Nom de Guerre NDG-1.
Saelan, you deliver the goods, reliable as ever. Thank you.
This is the second mention today of Moscot. (Micaela, you should totally get a pair.) I like their frames a lot a lot, and in fact ordered a couple of pairs to try on last year, during my last abortive attempt at this. They didn’t look right on my face, and I was sad. Internet eyeglass shopping is such a crapshoot.
I really really love the NDG-1 frames you mentioned.
I think I might have found a winner today. These are them:
The Kipling by Seraphin, which is (according to my friendly neighborhood optometrist) a brand new line. Gonna sleep on the decision, but they felt right.
The other contenders looked something like this:
This is what I think of as the Deadpan Swede look I mentioned. Not sure if I can pull off clear frames, though.
