April 2008 Archives
some good dialogue
lots of wince-inducing crap
end: we both said "meh"
Don't ask me how I ended up reading this. I don't know. There is something compelling about this. Let's study it together.

People are impressed by big numbers. How much money do you make? How much did your car cost? How many women have you slept with? The list goes on.
How about... how much alcohol do you drink?
UPDATE: David Remnick, Editor-In-Chief of the New Yorker has written me a brief e-mail in response to the video:
Dear Stephen, This is very funny! May you read us for a hundred years more! But you know what I'm going to say: Those advertisements, even the ones printed on aluminum siding, pay our bills and allow us to do what you seem to like to much (and I am grateful for that). As ever, David Remnick
Unless you're a superdelegate. Their vote is worth about 10,000 of ours.
Anyone remember the good old days when having your vote only be worth 3/5ths of a "real" vote seemed like a raw deal?
Democracy: Don't call it magic! It's an illuuuuuuuuuusion.
You may not know this about me, but I love photo booth pictures. If I'm somewhere with a photo booth (the real film kind, not that inkjet bullshit) and I don't get my picture taken, it's because I don't have any singles or because the booth is in a bar and I get really drunk and forget to have my picture taken (this is what happened to me last night).
Anyway, I've started a new flickr Set for photo booth pictures. I will be posting updates as they happen, and I would encourage you all to post your own photo booth pictures because they are great.
Yes.
I've just scanned in 32 pictures from the wedding Karen and I had in California in 2005.
There are many more wedding photos, but these were the black and white film photographs that Karen's good friend, Brianna Walsh took.
Check out my favorites after the jump.
Behold the haircut Eric had between 1991 and 2005, when Eric found a group of very nice people that love him very much.
First post for a new segment I like to call Suggested by Smolinski:
Rumor has it that when you slow down Mr. Goldblum by about 30% he sounds drunk.
True? You decide.


