Archive for the ‘Left Field’ Category
Letters from Santa
Santa has a blog. It’s awesome.
Behold… The World’s Funniest Typo!
I challenge you to find a funnier typographical error than this one (follow the link):
You can’t do what?
I love this guy.
To a Thesaurus
Someone dear to me loves her thesaurus. When I read To A Thesaurus today on the Futility Closet blog, I thought of her. Then I thought of you guys! Here’s the first verse:
O precious code, volume, tome,
Book, writing, compilation, work,
Attend the while I pen a pome,
A jest, a jape, a quip, a quirk.
Wagon Wheel
“You know what they call me?” he asked, a little too loudly.
I’d been keeping an eye on him for a little while, off and on, because he was Italian. Some of the staff, for all of their intelligence, don’t know how to handle it when a guy whose parents came over from Italy starts acting normal. “Normal” for an Italian guy is to talk loudly and rapidly, wave his hands about, and get “uncomfortably” close, and on rare occasion I’ll get a call about a guy “getting in my face and yelling and making threatening gestures”. It’s kind of funny, I think.
I had no trouble connecting with him, and he was free with his verbal affection for me. To top it off, he was intoxicated and getting “up there in years”. A little earlier, he’d mentioned that his father died at age 90; not too long after, he mentioned, in a little too offhanded way, that he himself was 89. So I’m thinking that he’s thinking about how he’s probably going to die soon.
Anyway, so he asked me if I knew what they call him, and I said, “No, what do they call you?”
“They call me Wagon Wheel.”
I thought that an odd nickname. “Wagon wheel?”
“Yeah, Wagon Wheel.”
That’s odd,” I said.
“Yeah”, he added. “Wanna know why they call me Wagon Wheel?”
“Sure.”
“It’s cuz I been through a lotta shit!”
I tore myself away and went to take care of other business, but I stopped in and checked on him a couple of times. When it came time to let him go home, he said, “Hey… are you going to remember anything? Have I given you anything?” It really mattered to him.
“Yeah, you bet. I’m gonna remember “Wagon Wheel”.
“You a wagon wheel? You been through a lotta shit?”
“Sure,” I said, “I been through a lotta shit. They could call me Wagon Wheel too.”
“Well, then, remember this,” he said. “There’s four wheels on a wagon. Three other wheels been through the same shit as you.”
If he was worried about leaving a legacy, he can stop after that.
“The Secret” may not be so bad
For those of us who doubt the power of “The Secret”, I have a deep and abiding faith that reading this amazon.com review will change your mind:
Please allow me to share with you how “The Secret” changed my life and in a very real and substantive way allowed me to overcome a severe crisis in my personal life. It is well known that the premise of “The Secret” is the science of attracting the things in life that you desire and need and in removing from your life those things that you don’t want. Before finding this book, I knew nothing of these principles, the process of positive visualization, and had actually engaged in reckless behaviors to the point of endangering my own life and wellbeing.
Touching. Heart-warming.
[Edit 2010-07-10: the review is gone. Too bad.]
This is a good day
Yes, indeed. Well, actually, it was yesterday, but I found out about it today. According to Information Week, Monty Python has freed itself:
“For three years you YouTubers have been ripping us off, taking tens of thousands of our videos and putting them on YouTube,” the group explains on the site. “Now the tables are turned. It’s time for us to take matters into our own hands.”
“We know who you are, we know where you live and we could come after you in ways too horrible to tell,” the group’s note continues. “But being the extraordinarily nice chaps we are, we’ve figured a better way to get our own back: We’ve launched our own Monty Python channel on YouTube.”
My personal favorite:
Go celebrate! And remember to thank them properly by buying The Complete Monty Python’s Flying Circus 16-Ton Megaset like I just did.
It’s Banned Books Week
The last week in September is Banned Books Week. Celebrate your freedom by reading one of the top ten most challenged books of last year:
- And Tango Makes Three by Justin Richardson and Peter Parnell
- The Chocolate War by Robert Cormier
- Olive’s Ocean by Kevin Henkes
- The Golden Compass by Philip Pullman
- The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn by Mark Twain
- The Color Purple by Alice Walker
- TTYL by Lauren Myracle
- I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings by Maya Angelou
- It’s Perfectly Normal by Robie Harris
- The Perks of Being a Wallflower by Stephen Chbosky
Look what I found!
Age regression at its finest! All for a single dollar at a thrift store! It’s in beautiful shape, too. I’m listening to it now.
If you’re jealous , you can go get your own copy at amazon.com.
Pattern Interrupt!
My old friend Quentin Grady sent me this. Do you know where phones go when we put them out to pasture?
A quick Googling showed they were created by artist Jean-Luc Cornec for the Museum of Telecommunication in Frankfurt, Germany.