The Reno 911 movie is getting creamed over at Rotten Tomatoes, but I can assure you that the movie is ridiculous. And disgusting. And funny. There are some parts of the movie that don’t really work. You get the feeling that much of the film was improvised, which I generally tend to love, but if that’s the case, then there there were actually a couple of times that they shold have kept shooting instead of…
You know if you do a Google image search for my name, you get lots of pictures of cows? I’m not sure that could be much more perfect.
It’s time to clean out the fridge. Project 365 UPDATE, 1:34 p.m.: Okay, this is really weird. Not two minutes after I had uploaded this photo to Flickr this morning, I noticed that it had already been viewed fortysomething times. Most of my photos are viewed five to ten times, not forty, so this was surprising. Not too much later I noticed that the count had jumped to ninety and it kept climbing — up…
I waited until I saw at least three episodes, and I officially have now. And I think The Sarah Silverman Program is funny. Who wants to tell me I’m wrong?!?
Over by The Med, some poor soul lost a cluster of red heart-shaped balloons. You really have to squint to see them, as my camera has pretty much the same zoom capabilities as my freaking eyes. Phil was all, “WHAT IS THAT OMG IT’S A UFO!!!” at first until he realized that, no, we are all alone in this universe and some hospital patient, upon exiting the facility, accidentally let go of his or her…
I can spend hours dicking around on Flickr. Hours. It fascinates me when people I’ve never even met select random photos of mine as favorites. Seriously — why would a photo of my dad and me when I was a baby mean anything to anyone but me and my family? Why would some random woman in Mexico be smitten with my elevator photogrpahy? It boggles the mind, this world community we’re meeting on the web.…
I just took the first of the last three sips of this glass of Italian skunkwine (can someone translate my mixed terminology, please?) and I caught a glimpse of an avalanche of sediment tumbling from the little reservoir atop the glass’s stem. Ew. Today I spent the day looking at pictures of dead dogs. Believe it or not, it’s a project I’m working on at work. And it’s pretty sad. Pit bulls bred for meanness…
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