Wiki: “Sister Madly” is said to be about Neil Finn waking up to find his sister having nightmares. I couldn’t find the original video, so here is the Letterman appearance.
NONPAREILS Y’ALL.
Fun Fact Of The Day Sno-Cap: To take one’s balls, dip them into vanilla icing with sprinkles and then place said balls onto the forehead of a dark-skinned woman. (I’m so glad I am not straight!)
And here we have the newsstand where Troy dared to ask the question... Are employee snacks subsidized?
I promised myself I would not blog about this, but I lied. Being confronted by my boss about the extra hour that I worked last week was a lesson in pettiness. I realize that she was only the messenger, but I couldn’t get the taste of bile out of my mouth. It is not as if my single billable hour is going to break the bank. I recall when I had the job interview, the owner picked up another store’s trash off right of the sidewalk. I made a comment that it was probably a good idea to build a bridge to our retail neighbors. She claimed that it was the “right thing to do”. Uh huh. Having worked with numerous maniacs through the years, her lack of egocentric posturing seemed refreshing. Doing a good deed with no ulterior motive made a good impression. But now I’m beginning to think that she is just another hypocrite. Trying to screw me out of a measly $14 is not a wise idea. I don’t plan to retaliate, but I’ll keep it in the back of my mind while I make future business decisions. In a moment of weakness, I almost shared the fact that I have this Tumblr with a girl from work. But then I realized my Live Journal style entries would become a lot less interesting. So, I have decided to keep this page secret. I never condone internal theft, but if there was actual candy available instead of resin, I just might indulge!
From Scott Hansen’s lovely series of photographs from Tromsø, Norway.
Saying I was pleasantly surprised would be an understatement to say the least — Tromsø is absolutely one of the most interesting and beautiful places I’ve ever had the good fortune to visit. It’s the sort of alpine paradise that conjures up idealized notions of northern Europe in the 60’s. In fact, Röyksopp hail from Tromsø.”
I’m sold!
These are little known facts, that now you know!
Your tumblelog is called Navel Gazing 101 and given the description “an excessive absorption in self-analysis or focus on a single issue… the conviction that my vivid inner life is as vital to others as it is to myself.” You’ve been an active tumblelogger since Tue, 08 Jan 2008 and overall you have made the total number of 1368 posts. Your last post was on Mon, 09 Nov 2009. That means 2.04 posts were made per day, and in case you haven’t noticed, your tumblelog is 1.84 years old. Very enlightening!
icanseenewyorkcityfrommyhouse:
I watched Brick instead of Mad Men. Decidedly more brooding. With bonus sucker punches!
“You got Tug to bring you in here, which he never does. And you got me listening. So, I’m very curious what you have to say, and it better be really, really good.”
Cold-hearted baby,
You’re too mean to smile.
Every day is stormy.
Oh, you’re my evil child!
And now you're gonna die, wearing that stupid little hat. How does it feel?
An ordinary person might have been offended. Or at least slightly taken aback. But I have a long history of bouncing back from verbal assault, so the insult rolled right off my back. So when a random motorist shouted “fucking weirdo!” while driving by, I was nonplussed. Sure, I gave him the finger. That’s a given. But I have resigned myself to my fate as the “town eccentric”. Although I’ve calmed down quite a bit since my wild oats days, there is something about my personality that tends to attract negative attention. I just can’t help it! Part of me relishes my role as the local freak. I’m a card carrying non-conformist and proud of it. But there is another part of me that is incensed by this idiotic behavior. If you’re going to mock my unique being, at least have the courtesy to be clever about it. Dazzle me with your linguistic dexterity, sucker! I’m not sure what the bandit hoped to accomplish with this anonymous slight. Perhaps, peer pressure lead some dumb sheep to try and impress his inner circle. I don’t know. I don’t care. Had I been in a different mood, however, things might have turned out differently. Had I been having a hard time, this incident might have pushed me right over the edge. For the same reason that I try not to confront total strangers on the sidewalk, you never know what they may be capable of. I am not above resorting to physical violence to prove my point. As it was, I was given the gift of anecdote and I let it go without a second thought. I can only imagine how I may have reacted, had I been having one of my killer days!
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