tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63216472011-04-21T15:38:31.832-07:00<img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/104/366247641_5795d4b589_o.jpg" >Mattnoreply@blogger.comBlogger2671100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321647.post-6627411712444590222008-11-21T05:39:00.000-08:002008-11-21T06:37:51.142-08:00

I think I always knew my time in Austin was temporary.When I arrived her a little over four years ago, I was just looking for somewhere to go that wasn't my parents' house. What the hell do you do with a psychology degree? I wanted somewhere I could have a good life and put everything that happened in Columbia behind me.I didn't really expect the ridiculous four year adventure I went on, but if

Mattnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321647.post-75090181722694869202008-11-04T13:02:00.000-08:002008-11-04T13:24:38.503-08:00

I've been in near tears all day.2004 was one of the darkest days of my life. I worked three jobs, hated pretty much everything going on in my life, and foolishly, painfully invested myself in exit polls. The fallout from that was wide. Lives lost, billions wasted, further environmental, economic, and social damage. On a personal level, that was the night I stopped feeling connected to America. I

Mattnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321647.post-81817507132782875852008-09-26T07:17:00.000-07:002008-09-26T09:08:12.568-07:00

October 27th, 2008.Whoops.Dear Diary, I suck. My bad.Love,Matt.I thought I'd be taking a quick break from this thing. Not eclipsing into nothingness.Perhaps you were curious as to where I've been?Funny story.Okay, so, being married? Kind of sort of TOTALLY AWESOME. No lie. So many people talk about how bad being married is and it's supposed to be this big nightmare that drains the life from

Mattnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321647.post-87238986865781858742007-10-28T09:33:00.000-07:002007-11-02T12:33:55.703-07:00

Yesterday Karen Montgomery and I exchanged vows and rings, received blessings, shared a kiss, and were entered into matrimony.For all the good, and all the bad of the last 25 years, for all the work, and the pain and the hard times and the questions and the self doubt, I can honestly say...Yesterday was the best day of my life.I am now married to a woman that loves me for who I am, is kind and

Mattnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321647.post-81277590325355182932007-09-24T13:18:00.000-07:002007-09-24T13:22:07.838-07:00

Now I'm looking at any number of things my brother has said to me, including "You put too much shit on your blog" among many other things, and saying to myself, damn it, he was write, I was a moron. I got shit for this within minutes of both K and my brother reading it. I'm so Goddamn sorry I started going too fast. Does anyone here really think I don't know the difference between write and right

Mattnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321647.post-52579021255137914372007-09-21T14:17:00.000-07:002008-12-10T17:43:24.661-08:00

Lost in my radio silence was my absolute most favorite weekend of the year.ACL FESTIVAL!When the White Stripes pulled out on the Monday before, it broke my heart. They were far and away my most anticipated act at the festival. I was bummed and debating even selling our tickets until Friday.Then I got excited again.As I looked at the lineup that morning, I remembered my favorite reason for the

Mattnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321647.post-292110356826385482007-09-21T14:03:00.000-07:002007-09-21T14:21:09.754-07:00

Dad: What do we do when we get knocked off?8-year old Matt: Cry?Dad: ...I've got to stop you from hanging out with your mother so much... no, we get back on the horse. And so it's time for me to get back on the horse. The problem with owning a highly emotive blog is that when something happens that's really fucking terrible (or you suddenly wake up and REALIZE how terrible it's been), and you

Mattnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321647.post-86679378686532469102007-08-14T23:54:00.000-07:002007-08-14T23:55:11.241-07:00

I'm not gonna say anything about my new favicon.And I'm not askin' you to notice.I'm just sayin'.I GOTZ NEW FAVICONZ.KTHXBYE.

Mattnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321647.post-87538552055195133552007-08-14T23:52:00.000-07:002007-08-15T06:18:02.792-07:00

Still...I'm representin' for the gangstas all across the worldStill...Hittin' the corners in them low-lows, girl.Still... Takin' my time to perfec the beatsAnd I still got love for the streets.It's the P.I.G.

Mattnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321647.post-65153718742877883252007-08-14T23:51:00.001-07:002007-08-14T23:51:41.048-07:00

I... love lamp.

Mattnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321647.post-1837498946407301912007-08-14T23:34:00.000-07:002007-08-14T23:49:08.070-07:00

You may remember my escapades from last year involving the Bush-Man. Well, folks, I may have trumped that marvel.You see, on Monday, Karen and I beganOne With the Lord marriage training classes at St. Louis Catholic Church, site of our impending nuptials.Now, I could talk about how hard the process has been for me, or how great K's been about it, or the experience itself. But I have a much more

Mattnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321647.post-14416348830903426852007-08-13T00:01:00.000-07:002007-08-13T00:04:03.047-07:00

I started foolin' around in Photoshop last night and this is what came out. I have plans for many of you.By the way, I NEED a picture of Dan Young. The "Ultimate" Poster MUST be made. HELP.

Mattnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321647.post-25340611101733138382007-08-12T21:41:00.000-07:002007-08-12T21:42:18.408-07:00

This totally is not the case.Totally.

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Mattnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321647.post-81989793035349076772007-08-04T22:46:00.000-07:002007-08-05T00:21:34.614-07:00

"August and Everything After" -Counting Crows (performed by A. Duritz, written by A. Duritz; thanks to www.annabegins.com for .mp3)This song breaks me down into small, jagged, jigsaw-shaped pieces, then puts me back together. I honestly feel like I'm a little bit different of a person every time I hear it. "They're waking up Maria, cause everybody else, has got someplace to go; she makes a little

Mattnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321647.post-696232635311480762007-08-04T01:02:00.000-07:002007-08-04T01:08:41.937-07:00

I started this blog, and I was totally new to it. I'd heard of it, but never really gotten into it. When I set up with Blogger, it asked me for a domain name. I was going through a lot at the time. Jill, senior year, the 04 election was getting in gear. And it just popped in my head. Even Athens fell. Athens was a pinnacle of its time. Even though there were slaves and horrendous civil conditions

Mattnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321647.post-32477252856540161422007-08-04T00:47:00.000-07:002007-08-04T00:54:35.522-07:00

Yeah, the title's pretty self-explanatory. This has only been slightly edited, and it really was this color of pink. It's a big pink truck. In the middle of daylight. In Austin. I love this town.

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And that...is my hero.

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Every now and then, a word will just get lodged in my brain. It crams itself in between thoughts and worries and calculations and won't leave.Lately, it's been "exclusion."There's a theme, there's a pattern, etc. It's a primary source of the anger I feel towards religion. Not being a member of the club, wah, wah, wah. But it's a little more complicated than that. It's such a unique mechanism. If

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Mattnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321647.post-35345286784488267372007-07-26T20:15:00.001-07:002007-07-26T20:17:50.717-07:00

Another one I Photoshopped from A+.

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Karen can't high five. And when I say this, I don't mean that she's not cool enough, or that she doesn't celebrate. One of the things I've discovered about her is the fact that she seems like someone who is focused and can appreciate the sadness in the world, but in actuality, she is one of the most celebratory people I know. She takes joy in such small and funny things. Here's a secret that I

Mattnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321647.post-18832079598756218712007-07-26T12:31:00.000-07:002007-07-26T12:32:50.480-07:00

This is one of A+'s photos that I shopped. Creepy, no?

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This is my brain:This is my brain after this post:Any questions?

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M: Oh, no, it's cool, they're getting married on the 21st!K: Are you sure? Did you check the date?M: (pause)See, this? This is why sometimes I think you think I'm an idiot.K: Look, you got it wrong the first time, so I wouldn't throw stones...M: You want to compare what we both did today, respectively?K: I booked a plane ticket and put up velcro in an office supply room. Take me on!

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1. "I'm a Believer"- Smashmouth: Everyone (especially Karen) hates this band, but I have no beef with them. And the big horns and percussion make this my favorite version of this song. 2. "Tracks of my Tears"- Smokey Robinson & The Miracles: I would nominate The Big Chill for Best Soundtrack of All Time. Yet another song that causes the women in the office to look at me funny when I'm jamming to

Mattnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321647.post-71227313827769456002007-07-24T22:34:00.000-07:002007-07-24T22:44:03.557-07:00

Matt and Karen are scouring the series of tubes. Karen is discussing how she has set up del.icio.us accounts for her parents.K: I put some stuff on there already. Like Dooce, and Lifehacker...M (not listening): Uh-huh.K: And those decoration sites...M: Uh-huh...K: (pause)...and your blog...Matt's head snaps up like a German Shepard in a slaughterhouse. M: What?!K: I own you.M: ...yeah, you

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Me: Can I get this out? I just need to vent a little bit.Coworker: Sure.Me: Okay. I want to kill Scantron. And I don't just mean the company. I mean every shithead I've talked to there today. And not just them. Their pets. I want them, and their little idiot doggies and their little idiot kitties and their little idiot fishies to burn in a great giant pyro I set with lighter fluid and some

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In 2001, Harry Potter was in full super-hype. The first film was coming out, prompting many people to get interested in the books. The fever was spreading even faster than before. All my friends were immersed in th books, if they hadn't been already. People were scrambling to read the book before the film hit. I was faced with the same option.Here's the thing.You read the book, and you become

Mattnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321647.post-66179960083542720842007-07-20T08:49:00.000-07:002007-07-20T08:51:13.512-07:00

"Thriller" as performed by inmates of the Cebu Provincial Detention and Rehabilitation Center

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Title is from an old Nails song, you should look it up. Here's what plays on my iPod while I'm definitely not at work...1."Saint Robinson in His Cadillac Dream"-Counting Crows: There are few things I can think of that I enjoy more than yelling "I may not go to heaven, I hope you go to heeeeellllleyah the comet..." at home while I'm doing dishes. The imagery in this thing is so vivid I felt like I

Mattnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321647.post-48298322070287014362007-07-18T10:25:00.000-07:002007-07-18T10:26:11.114-07:00

And some days...You know there is a God, and he loves you.

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Upon import to iTunes:"Which of the following is your disc?One by One- Foo FightersOne X One - Foo FightersONE BY ONE - Foo Fighters1x1- Foo FightersOne by One (Deluxe)- Foo FightersMichael Bolton's Greatest Hits- Michael Bolton

Mattnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321647.post-19597709707762792392007-07-17T18:19:00.000-07:002007-07-17T18:22:40.489-07:00

Listening to "Highway 61 Revisited" by Dylan while reading 33 1/3's book on Bob Dylan's "Highway 61 Revisited."If only I could smell it, that would be awesome. Although probably musty.In case you were wondering, if you haven't heard it, go to the library and check out a copy. It's one of the most influential rock albums of all time and almost no one knows that. For instance, he references that

Mattnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321647.post-32634429758625960012007-07-17T00:23:00.000-07:002007-07-17T00:38:40.896-07:00

Tara Reid was in the video for Buckcherry's "For the Movies."I really can't add anything to that, it speaks too well for itself. Thank you, God.

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Daniel: I wrote a Spiderman six issue series about obscure villains.(pause)Matt: You started off with a Shocker joke, didn't you.Daniel: Oh, hell, yes I did.

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M: So it automatically checks against the database. That's sexxay.Coworker: Excuse me, did you just say that was... "sexy?"M: Well, I mean, it's from that T-Mobile commercial with DWade and...Coworker B: Wait, did you just call him 'DWade?'M: Well, yeah, but I mean.Coworker A: You're a freak. And your fiancee should know you're freak before she marries you.M: Oh, she knows.Boss: That is not

Mattnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321647.post-63629822224000493252007-07-16T20:32:00.000-07:002007-07-16T22:38:21.045-07:00

Here's the idea. Greatest Hits collections often suck ass. Plus, they don't add those songs that you perfectly couldn't live without if you were summarizing their work. And sometimes artist-themed mixes tend to wander. So let's say you've got between 15 and 17 songs to comprise the Greatest Hits of an artist for you. What are you choosing? Leave your Greatest Hits in the comments. These mixes are

Mattnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321647.post-36079528096469158742007-07-10T09:32:00.000-07:002007-07-10T11:56:33.315-07:00

I LOVE to drink. It' the breadth and scope of the activity that really floats my boat. A quiet glass of whiskey while listening to music. Cheap beers with your friends at your favorite bar over heated conversations. Buckets of beers at the Alamo while watching a flick. Gin and Tonic at my favorite jazz bar downtown. Shiner with my Dad at a honkeytonk.I will readily admit, however a trend that is

Mattnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321647.post-91899144883460395102007-07-09T11:45:00.000-07:002007-07-09T12:01:24.517-07:00

I'm trying to figure out what to talk to my therapist about tonight. I've been insanely happy for the last week, so that makes it hard. Plus, I've already worked through a lot. Hmmm...here are some options.1. How the break-up of Eve 6 has developed abandonment issues.2. How I will feel when (not if) my brother takes my kidney without my consent.3. The dissonance created by my the conflict between

Mattnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321647.post-65560348041622365462007-07-09T11:00:00.000-07:002007-07-09T11:04:33.893-07:00

Clayton's latest BookSlut column is up. You can read it here, it's probably my favorite of his so far. "My brother is COOLER then YOUR brother..."Also, for the love of God, go buy some Warren Zevon. Oh, and Karen, for that "Warren Zevon? Who the hell is this guy?" comment last night? Expect to get it blasted into your ears on a non-stop basis for the next week.

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K: Hey, I sent you an email with all the addresses we need from your list.M: (*opens*): Oh. Dear. God. K: Hey, they're all on your side. So you better be making some calls to the friends tomorrow. M:Gack.K: Or email them, or look them up, or not invite them.M: *raises eyebrows*K: If you're that lazy.M: "Sorry, Grandma! The phonebook's really heavy!

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Corn, Lady Sadie, K, the MAG, Stonenuts, and I hit the club.Yeah, it was hard for me to even type that with a straight face. But it's true!Justin LOVES the club. It's probably his favorite place in the whole wide world. Karen had mentioned several times that she wanted to go. And Meghan, well, Meghan will go clubbing at pretty much any time. So I coordinated a trip. After some research, (Corn: "

Mattnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321647.post-75314770489437883282007-07-08T11:32:00.000-07:002007-07-08T12:05:40.165-07:00

So, if you're not into sandwiches, or if you think food preparation (I've been told this does not qualify as "cooking" by the Crane Fiancee), you'll want to skip this post entirely, and I apologize for having wasted your time. Now.I did it. I didn't mean to.It just happened, just as many of the greatest inventions throughout time have come about as an accident. Penicillin, Coca-Cola, and now, the

Mattnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321647.post-15497187155184256382007-07-07T19:52:00.000-07:002007-07-07T20:11:09.782-07:00

Lenny Kravitz was on two channels simultaneously. Help.Kanye West, John Mayer, and the Police on stage together. My head just exploded. And Duran Duran actually gets cooler the older they/we get. The Police are annoying.Global Warming, bad! Pop-Rock, good! Goodnight, Planet Earth, we love you!

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Screw it, I'm here, Live Earth's Recap on NBC is here, why not? 7:06PM- Okay, starting me off with Keith Urban and Alicia Keys stabbing "Gimme Shelter" is not a good way to warm me up to this show. (Get it, "warm me up"? Ha! I kill me!)7:07-Important note to producers: Do NOT show crowd. You're basically killing any credibility. I swear to God, these people fall into two categories. 1. They just

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Here's a huge myth that I believed in as a kid that I know no longer to be true.The Keebler elves love making cookies. I mean, LOVE. Do you realize their entire existence is entirely based on making cookies? Cookies are the only things that they care about. In the most recent commercial I just saw, the tall one was telling Ernie that the new creme drop comes in a new flavor. After verifying this

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This day has been average, ordinary, run-of-the-mill and necessary.And it was absolutely, positively great. "Deep Thoughts" by Matt Moore-Johnson.

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I just figured out how to RSS Google Calendar. This is awesome!What?Screw you for judging me!

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It's a pretty terrifying thought, and getting the gears moving was rough. But I can't wait to get married to Karen.The only thing I'm more excited about than getting married to Karen is the thought of being married to Karen.

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Pee Anywhere.I think this ends the technology debate. (joke)*Via MeFi

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A new light I installed above me. A fully functioning laptop with awesome software, wireless, and iTunes.The absolute, unbelievable love of my life asleep next to me. Rain still in the Texas summer air. And this on iTunes, on repeat.*Forgive the "House" montage. I don't know of a blogger .mp3 app and there isn't a YouTube video for this. If anyone knows a fix, let me know.

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Today's Selection In the 'Songs To Kill Yourself To' Collection:Ryan Adam's "I Taught Myself How to Grow Old"That's a nifty version Mark turned me on to, the album version, believe it or not, is somehow more depressing. The reason I've always bought Ryan's music is that no one has ever touched on that specific brand of loneliness as well as he has. It's that depression centered around knowing

Mattnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6321647.post-76738493631206581162007-07-06T09:32:00.000-07:002007-07-19T09:17:58.016-07:00

It ain't every day you hear a band that is completely brilliant in a way that is refreshing and honest. The Hold Steady is one of those bands. Linz had told me about this band, this awesome incredible great band. I heard the single, I was underwhelmed. I heard it again. I flat-out disliked it.Then one day I heard it on Pandora, and decided to give it one more last listen. OH.My.God.I immediately

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DC Metro-Red Line

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From Curious creature caught off Keahole Point (Star Bulletin) via The Big Lead

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Here's a program I can't live without. It's called Launchy, and you can get it here. It's a keystroke application launcher. I hate the start menu. Hate, hate, hate. I work with a bunch of stuff at once, and opening the damn thing takes precious seconds that could be spent looking at pornography, reading about how Gerald Wallace is a superior forward to Rashard Lewis, the inspiring words of my

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We've visited the quotes question before, now I want to start compiling a list. We'll start small. Let's try and come up with the top 50 movie quotes of our generation. Leave 'em in the comments, and we'll rank 'em later.

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Now, I know many of you may be wondering if I've been obsessing over the iPhone. And I just want you to know...YES. YES I AM. ME WANT. ME WANT BAD. (SOON TO BE) MWM WILL PERFORM ANY DUTY OUTSIDE OF ANAL AND ANYTHING THAT WILL GET HIM KILLED BY HIS FIANCEE IN ORDER TO OBTAIN BLESSED iPHONE, KEY TO LIFE AND BLESSED TOOL OF WONDERMENT.I should be able to afford it in a few, you know, decades.

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I try not to be one of those people that posts a lot about their pets. But since you haven't been formally introduced:This is Lucy. We got her on April 13th, as part of Karen's anniversary present. I was against the idea, but after seeing how well Mark and Wrigley get along, I was convinced.I won't gush about the dog, because Lord knows there enough sites on the internet for you to read about the

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Can I get some feedback on how the tweaks look?

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Knocked Up: Bloody well awesome. Funniest movie I've seen in two years. What I liked about it was it tempered the genuine sweetness with how my friends and I would react. Like this."I was drunk.""Was your vagina drunk?"and one of the most heavily quoted items here in casa de montgomery moore:"Don't get the kids all riled up.""Huh. Guess I shouldn't have given them all that meth."Die Hard 4 (

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Here's a brief glimpse into having a ton of social anxiety. Five years ago, I wouldn't have even recognized that it was social anxiety. Even when I was in school, studying social anxiety, I didn't realize it. I would probably say not knowing was a lot better. Because at that point I just reacted subconsciously. It wasn't as healthy, because all the stress took a toll on my body, but

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*Karen and Matt go see "Knocked Up," with the "License to Wed" Trailer in front.*Trailer plays**Silence**Trailer ends.*Matt: You know...Karen: Don't.. just, don't.Matt: I mean, it's even got that guy from "The Office" I like so much...Karen: What part of, "don't" don't you understand?Matt: Don't. Don't dedon'tdon't don't don't.Karen: Oh, God.Matt: That's what she said.

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Big Poppa found this, and it's the best web comic I've seen this year:

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I've been down this road with friends a hundred times, but I'll keep coming back to it.I hate people that fear technology.It's really obnoxious. I mean, no one hates it when everyone gets used to it. Once it's an accepted part of our culture we all buy into it. But it's that point where we're trying to get used to a new piece, and people are putting on the breaks. I'm facing this at work right

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M: These are the types of things that you ask that make me spikey. "Has anyone had sex with your belly button?"K: It's not one of those questions I get to ask a lot of people!M: ... I should hope not! That would be awkward!K: I think it's an important query!Later...K: Swallow a knife.M: (kissing her) This is the relationship I've dreamed of.********************************************************

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"This is not a time for anger.""There was nothing we could do to prevent this.""These things just happen."Bullshit.If that deranged fuck didn't have a Glock 19 (a completely LEGAL weapon, by the way), there are, at worst, 30 more kids that are alive. That's what it gets down to. No gun, fewer dead people. The problem isn't the video games he played, or the music he listened to, or the drugs he

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I've been thinking a lot about a question I posed a few months ago. The scenario was this:Imagine that Aliens have moved into Earth's orbit. They have demonstrated beyond a shadow of a doubt, that our puny human defenses are no match for them, and that their death rays will annihilate us if we do not comply to their demands. They have been studying us for some time, and have decided that our

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Something special, from me to you, to combat the hordes:Available. Now. Click to order.Cheers to you and yours, hipster scum.

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the project is begun. anyone interested in contributing, contact me:http://182mixtapes.blogspot.com

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And here I was, all ready for a nice post about my recent thoughts, maybe some links, a few jokes here and there.And then, from fucking Deadspin of all places, I find this.Let me start by saying how uncomfortable I am with how much I end up going "Yeah!" and "Right on!" and "Good point!" to Stephen A. Smith. This is a guy that during the finals two years ago I threatened to walk out of bar

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At 4:47 we have our first Latin popstar sightings, but alas, they are before the 5PM deadline for begining of our bets.But I'm getting ahead of myself.I invited the ATX friends to join me in prop betting for the Superbowl. Corn, T-Rex, MAG, Chris, Lady K, Paul, and I filled out prop bet sheets with 30 entries. I'm trying to keep track of them as they go. Our bets included a number of things which

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M: I want to have a Superbowl prop bet contest.K: Prop bet?M: Yeah...K: Are we betting on what puppets they're going to use?powered by performancing firefox

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Ashes to Ashes, Rust to Rust.Gloria, beloved truck, mobile home, eatery, adventure-mobile, personal stereo, friend and companion passed away on Tuesday, January 30th at 10AM, after a long battle with engine failure. She was 98,000 miles old.She was first born to her owner in Springfield, MO in winter of 2002. She was selected for her brilliant red color and bitchin' stereo system. While not

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Dear Barbaro, Let me first say that you have my condolences on your recent passing. Even though you were just a horse, and everyone's reaction to your death was completely ridiculous and unwarranted, it still sucks that you're dead. Death in general kind of sucks. The tax corollary is pretty accurate. Necessary, but still uncomfortable. So I hope that if you're not just a bunch of

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I'm mulling several projects.This is not unusual, as I have a pretty much constant running stream of projects that I never get around to.So here is what I'm working on, besides my business that I own, and my regular job, and chores, and day to day stuff, and friends, and you know, everything.1. 182 Mixtapes in 365 days: I finally reconciled the fact that there was just no way for me to be able to

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Tab: Gmail-Inbox (1)Ooh, new email! New email! Something to break the monotony of building a table with all 50 abbreviations for the states!But, wait!What if it's bad news!What if a nuclear device has been detonated in New York City?What if India and Pakistan have declared all out war?What if George Carlin died?Or, wait, what if it's great news?What if a new peace settlement has been reached in

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M: Jeff Tweedy is probably the greatest songwriter of the last twenty years. K: Nuh-uh, I am.M: Oh, well, I obviously meant besides you.K: I just don't sing for anyone. M: Oh, well that's good of you.K: If people were to hear my songs, their ears would explode. It's like the voice of God, only in song form.powered by performancing firefox

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In 1998, I saw a video as I was leaving to go to Anne's after school. I'd come home after 6th period, make myself some bagel bites, watch about 20 minutes of MTV2, and head out to hang with my girlfriend, listen to Pink Floyd, and watch movies.It was a video that had this driving guitar sound, and this odd sounding singer. There were people skydiving. That was all I remembered, but I socked away

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I finally, FINALLY, change my format for the blog, thereby giving in to everyone's pleas for me to get rid of the obnoxious blue on black formatting, and no one notices? No one gives me feedback? I'm heartbroken.Also, I'm going to start doing monthly banners for "Science of Things," since I have more working knowledge of html now and a flickr account. Good times.You may have been wondering about

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Austin Glacier Attack 07 Originally uploaded by clever1920. Let me tell you. It does get fucking cold in Texas.

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After the last few mammoth posts, I wanted to drop something a little more normal, so kick around these, if you like. *I've found my new Holy Grail. If it turns you off immediately, just browse through a few of the pages. I will almost guarantee you, you will find something that fits your fancy.In case any of you were curious as to the business I've started, here it be. Also, I started a blog for

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(following long discussion on what people want and how to obtain it and after setting a date for the wedding)Lady K: I think you should buy those robot t-shirts.M: (Typedy-type-type)Lady K: Do you think you should buy some of those robot t-shirts?M: (Typedy-type...) What? Yes, yes I should.Lady K: You don't have to, but if you don't think you should, maybe I will buy robot t-shirts for me.M: (

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I feel that I should give you this story, as to mark the occasion, as to do some explaining to the befuddled, as to clarify some things, and because I enjoy sharing the best and worst moments with the people I care about.But then, this is as much for me, and for her, as it is for you. Thanks for reading.So here's the whole thing.********************************************************************

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I'm engaged to Karen Montgomery. Date to be announced. You're all invited. Further blog to commemorate later. I'm thrilled. She's thrilled. Lots of thrilling.As my Dad said,"Should be quite a party."So, there's that.Cheers, to you and yours.

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**************************************************************************************Brian pushes the vacuum as far as it can go into the corner, dragging it back with a heave before repeating the motion. His toes curl on the carpet, feeling to see how clean it is. He turns up his copy of Daft Punk's "One More Time" and moves his hips a little faster. He feels like some sort of domestic athlete

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It's a "sick" day. I was overcome yesterday afternoon with absolutely no desire to finish the work day. Karen had opened and come home early, so I headed home. Took a nap, and it had that feeling. That feeling that no matter how long I slept, I wasn't going to be rested. Got up, went to a screening of Deja Vu. Came home, and caught up on some Lost with K, then headed out for much needed beers and

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The tide has turned.I kept thinking yesterday, as house seat after house seat turned a beautiful shade of blue. "Our long national nightmare is over."I say again, the tide has turned.There was a length of time when I had abandoned my hope in America. When I felt I was so far from what this country had stated it was. When my values seemed to not only exist in discord with that of the nation, but

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For someone that was entrenched in psychology and operates on a mental level at all times in human interaction, I never really gave a damn about memory. Wasn't concerned with the functions, wasn't fascinated by the mechanisms or conditions, never intrigued by the elusive nature of it. i always assumed that we remember the things we want to. Not the things that always make us happy, but that we

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" When I am buried don't visit my graveGod cannot save me from the sins I've embracedPay your respects at that old liquor storeWhere I won the battle, but I lost the war.You mine for silver, and I pan for goldYou keep yours hidden, while all my are soldYou tell the truth, and I lie and I barterAnd I drink and I cry, and I pass out at nightI've always cheated, though I've never stolen noI've

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I'm running to the front door and locking it. My head keeps turning because if I stop, even for a second, if my gaurd goes down, one of them is going to get in. They're going to get in, and they're going to hurt Daniel. They're going to hurt Mom. They're going to hurt Jason. They're going to hurt Blythe. Somehow, if Clay's in trouble, that's his problem.They're going to kill Karen.I have to

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In yet another case of blog-napping, I boosted this from Miss E. Brooks, a new addition to the links column on your right...Every Year I……seem to discover more and more just how amazing the universe is.…find 1,000 more bands that I would love to own the complete catalogs of.…lose more hair. :(…aim to do something I've never done before, that I can surprise my kids someday by being able to say

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