My demonic Microwave…

Posted: May 4, 2009 at 11:26

My microwave is broken. Actually, it’s been broken for a while. For reasons that no one in my apartment can fully fathom, the six button will randomly go off until the display inevitably reads “666.” Normally this would be awesome, but it gets old fast. Does anyone who a priest who’s certified to do electrical [...]

So that’s how this works…

Posted: March 17, 2009 at 10:34

I’ve been messing around with Google Analytics a lot lately, and it seems that my most popular post is my nuanced dissertation on the relative merits of this year’s Sports Illustrated Swimsuit Issue versus those of the previous year’s (with picture evidence). Who would have ever thought that a post filled with pictures of models [...]

I’m sick of the internet…

Posted: February 26, 2009 at 5:31

I closed my facebook account the other night. It was something that I’d been thinking about doing for a while, but I finally decided that it was time. Surprisingly, it had nothing to do with the controversial change to the terms of service, or with all the weird causes and groups I was invited to [...]

22 down…

Posted: January 25, 2009 at 3:47

Just a quick handful of some minor/major events of the last week or so: Two more articles published in the Allston-Brighton TAB: “Obama Supporters celebrate Inauguration Day at the Kells in Allston,” and “Boston College plans head to Boston Redevelopment Authority despite neighbor’s protests.” It’s exciting stuff, trust me. I’ll also give a quick shoutout [...]

one of my favorite things on youtube…

Posted: January 19, 2009 at 2:15

This is one of those videos that I like to kick back and watch every year or so. I do the same thing with The Big Lebowksi, Clerks and Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas (the movie and the book). There are some things that you just never get tired of seeing, and John Turturro [...]

Winter in Allston…

Posted: January 14, 2009 at 6:39

I took this picture about a month ago, when we got the first big snowstorm, and I think it pretty much sums up winter in Allston, Massachusetts. Hipsters start wrapping chains around the tires of their fixed gears, the snow gradually takes on the ashen pallor of the apocalypse and there are Ugg prints everywhere. [...]