Janice, just in case today’s PoT! wasn’t enought to convince you that you were TRULY missing out by me not being at your NYE party, I think you should know that I also would have attempted this make-a-Star-Wars-millenium-falcon-out-of-a-cocktail-napkin trick. Feel free to cry over how uncool your party is going to be w/o me. And [...]
a yearlong diary in three-line poems by Jeff Rogers, day 131 Full Blue Lunar Eclipse This New Year’s Eve Karin says the full blue lunar eclipse riding tonight’s sky means “let go” and Elise Takes up the chant, so we’ll tumble over hand-in-hand, trying to travel light in spirit, Into this new year that threatens [...]
Because I would definitely be rocking a few of these science tricks at Janice’s NYE party. Janice, on the other hand, probably feels like she escaped a bullet. [Source: BoingBoing]
Okay last year at this time I told you that evey year had been better than the last since meeting CH and I predicted that 2009 would be even better, the best year of my life. Man, did I call that one. A publishing deal and an awesome baby? Who could ask for anything more? [...]
a yearlong diary in three-line poems by Jeff Rogers, day 130 The Softness and the Melting Fire My wife was beautiful at dinner and when I park in the dark I do not get out but as if on first date I kiss with senses tuned high And exquisite the softness and the melting fire.
Now ya’ll know how I love me some Joan Jett, so m/b no movie would have been good enough for my favorite rock chyck of all time. But this looks really been-there, seen-that. We’ll see…
It’s interesting to hear so many TV pundits calling this the worst decade ever. I feel pretty much the opposite and even my worst memories from the decade are pretty dang awesome from a lesson learned standpoint. But after reading Honeysmoke’s Decade Breakdown, I decided to do one of my own: 2000: Traveled around the [...]
… unless you’re counting Sir Alec Guinness. ANYWHO, it’s about time somebody gave our boy Jean-Luc Picard Patrick Stewart a knighthood. Go here for the full story.
a yearlong diary in three-line poems by Jeff Rogers, day 129 Triangulation Yes we see counselor and she is devious and honest and good. We triangulate: a chair, a loveseat, a couch. I boil and recoil. But truths get bandied about and lessons extracted and we write her a check.
….But I’m just feeling sorta meh about this new Robin Hood trailer. I can’t really understand what’s going on, and I could have sworn that Russell Crowe was supposed to be the Sheriff of Nottingham. Is this a remix w/ the Notty as the hero? Anyways, click on the pic to watch the trailer.
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