Alarming News: I like Morgan Freeberg. A lot.
American Digest: And I like this from "The Blog That Nobody Reads", because it is -- mostly -- about me. What can I say? I'm on an ego trip today. It won't last.
Anti-Idiotarian Rottweiler: We were following a trackback and thinking "hmmm... this is a bloody excellent post!", and then we realized that it was just part III of, well, three...Damn. I wish I'd written those.
Anti-Idiotarian Rottweiler: ...I just remembered that I found a new blog a short while ago, House of Eratosthenes, that I really like. I like his common sense approach and his curiosity when it comes to why people believe what they believe rather than just what they believe.
Brutally Honest: Morgan Freeberg is brilliant.
Dr. Melissa Clouthier: Morgan Freeberg at House of Eratosthenes (pftthats a mouthful) honors big boned women in skimpy clothing. The picture there is priceless--keep scrolling down.
Exile in Portales: Via Gerard: Morgan Freeberg, a guy with a lot to say. And he speaks The Truth...and it's fascinating stuff. Worth a read, or three. Or six.
Just Muttering: Two nice pieces at House of Eratosthenes, one about a perhaps unintended effect of the Enron mess, and one on the Gore-y environ-movie.
Mein Blogovault: Make "the Blog that No One Reads" one of your daily reads.
The Virginian: I know this post will offend some people, but the author makes some good points.
Poetic Justice: Cletus! Ah gots a laiv one fer yew...
Added the following comments to the Hello Kitty of Blogging, otherwise known as “Facebook”:
To me, a big part of Christmas is arguing about knives.
Yeah, really. Before the big event, it’s all…use scissors! No, men don’t use scissors, men use knives. But it’s easier to cut straight with scissors! No, a real man can cut just as straight with a knife. Oh yeah? Yeah. Ad infinitum…(“Don’t hurt the rug!”)
…and then, during the unwrapping, it’s…since I’m a third-generation immigrant from solid Scandinavian stock, it’s always been — all together, now — SAVE THE WRAPPING PAPER FOR NEXT YEAR. So you take personal responsibility to make sure your own blade is sharpened properly, and you use it to bisect the scotch tape.
As I approached manhood, I became convinced this was just a way for grown-ups to torture children. So I did the only rational thing, I paid it forward. Yeah, ever[y] December 24 my kid hates my guts. “C’mon, Dad, just tear through it!!”
It tell him the same thing Dad told me: Slide that under an iron, son, and we can use it next year.
Be that as it may: By the time I’m done, you can tell a woman did NOT wrap this present. That’s been a constant.
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I switched to using gift bags. Easier to put presents into a sack than wrap them. Easier to unwrap them. No controversy around the tree about whether or not the bag will be destroyed by the gift’s recipient.
No muss, no fuss.
- cylarz | 12/21/2010 @ 02:40