Wednesday, December 29, 2010

Friday, November 5, 2010

Do you guys ever think about 1996 girl?








I don't.

Saturday, September 18, 2010

Friday, August 27, 2010




Or Better Yet.

Saturday, August 21, 2010

Wednesday, August 4, 2010

Pilgrimage

I was creeping around Saint Paul and captured a few shots of this elusive beast:

































Seems pretty much the same.

Monday, May 24, 2010

blowing things up rather than strutting the Huge Boss runway

Hannah, David, Frank and I are looking at "so you wanna be a male model" and we read this aloud:

The good news is that a man's modeling career usually lasts longer than a woman's, and since ten-year-old boys more often dream of blowing things up rather than strutting the Hugo Boss runway, this side of the biz tends to be less competitive as well.

Frank responds out loud "why can't we have both?"


Wednesday, May 5, 2010

Data

Hey guys,

Frank and I have been talking lately about how one's relative perception of time seems to change over the years. Like, an hour used to be such a long wait, right? Now 6 of those can just disappear. Poof. So we got talking about one's perception of time and realized that when one was 5, a year was a full one FIFTH of your life, like, 20% of everything you've ever experienced or will experience is contained in this forthcoming chunk of time. But at 23 a year, well that's just 1/23rd of your experiences...you see what we're saying? This seems a somewhat disturbing proposition.

But wait:


Now don't let a negative trending graph immediately depress you...this is good! Compare our age now, ~23 years old, to our age 5 years ago... right when we've graduated high school, 18. At 18, our perception of a year was that of 1/18th our full sum of experiences while here, at 23, it's only 1/23rd. That's a pretty dramatic change, 23 over 18 is...1.3, a 1.3 times fold. Let's try another pair of ages. Lets see how bad it will be five years from now, i.e. 28/23. That's only a 1.2 times change. What I'm trying to say here is that this value is approaching 1, i.e. eventually a year will, ultimately, be as meaningless as a minute is to us now. Until then the rate at which we approach one will decrease, so our perception in change of perception of time, i.e. the shell-shock we're all likely feeling now (at least I am), shouldn't happen again.

Also, in urgently important news: Frank and I are making some Pillsbury cinnamon rolls.

Sunday, April 4, 2010

Thursday, April 1, 2010

improper use of "what it do"

remember how I used to say "what it do" a lot, and Erin was always confused about what it meant?

well here is an improper use of it. it is not "What does it do?"

http://www.hyvac.com/tech_support/Gas%20Ballast%20Valve%20Explanation.htm

Saturday, March 13, 2010

little tip for ya

here's a step-by-step guide to cleaning your nice shirts:

1. go to a ballin party on new years eve with all of your college friends.
2. get jungle juice on your shirt. Like, a lot of it.
3. take that shirt on a plane back to your house and put it under your laundry basket, and tell yourself that you are going to clean it with some stain remover. tell yourself that you'll call your mom about it eventually to get her to help you.
4. leave it on the floor of your closet for 3 months and 12 days.
5. accidentally leave your detergent cap a bit loose and allow the detergent to get all over the shirt that you had been saving.
6. throw it in the washer and dryer with all your other clothes.

wa-la! a stepwise, 3-month process to cleaning button-downs.

Tuesday, March 2, 2010

late nights with red bull and newcastle

i am stuck in lab, which blows, but i've been listening to justice and mgmt and daft punk and it makes me happy because i think about you guys. i miss all of you. i want 1610 reunion to next be in san diego where we can go to the tap room and the zoo and drink beer on the beach. kind of like spring break but without the frat boys to wake us up at 4 a.m. i had a hard time explaining to someone today how amazing that trip was.

unrelated musings --

frank do you remember telling me that sleeping in the shower with the water on wasn't the best idea? you were always right about those sorts of things.

dillon -- i'm probably moving so i can bike to work next year. thought you would be proud. also i'm buying a reusable grocery bag. take that plastic!

david, we must take down the miles group.

erin: i was thinking today. someone (you) should spruce up the horror genre by making a movie where ROBOTS are the ones killing zombies and not humans.

i want banana bread.

love
jamal

Wednesday, February 24, 2010




PS. Sweet dino Dill!

Tuesday, February 23, 2010

Triceratops

I am posting this on behalf of Dillon, who is awesome and just made a triceratops out of bronze. Here is what he wrote in his email to me:

Here is my dino, it's a triceratops. My teacher wanted me to make a human but I knew that I had to make a dinosaur. I'm not getting graded for the class, but I think I should get at least a B, even though I didn't follow directions. It is really fun to play with blowtorches, really really fun.

Sunday, February 21, 2010

Baby Gap

I always thought that we made up the term baby gap, and mixed it with douche to make 'douchie-baby', but then I saw this clip! Did we steal it from FG, or did they steal it from us??



Friday, January 22, 2010

New Sandwich

It goes like this:

bread (toasted in bacon grease)
melted sharp cheddar
crystal hot sauce
egg over easy (in bacon grease and spike)
bacon
black pepper
tomatoes
black pepper
mayo
bread (toasted in bacon grease)

I call it the crusher. It crushes your arteries. It is delicious.

Tuesday, January 19, 2010

buying a new sega genesis NO THANKS TO YOU DAVID

Saturday, January 16, 2010

Bah!

Wednesday, January 13, 2010

Dinosaurs are what I am thinking when I think of the first word for this post. For the second word, I am thinking of the verb "are" which, really, I don't know, is that even a verb? I just write what I feel, not what I know is grammatically correct. Or, rather, I write what I know is grammatically correct, but I know not why I think this.

Let's move on.

Who here has ever seen a well? In real life? Have you thrown a coin down it? Have you drank (drunk?) from it?

I am feeling prolific tonight.

Enjoy my drunken post.

Lovve (with two v's),
David