Saturday, September 27, 2008


It's odd that I got so upset, given that I used to kill them daily. Situational sympathy?

Tuesday, September 16, 2008

If you read dinosaur comics, you may already have heard this, but I think it's worth passing along: the least desirable song. I sat through all 22 minutes of it, and it was excruciating, but I think it would be worth your while listening to the first and last 2 minutes. Or at least until you hear the kid say "hey everybody! It's Christmas time!"

Monday, September 15, 2008



Jordan and I don't need pot to be stoners.

Saturday, September 13, 2008



(Not to demonize mom or anything...but that was pretty bad timing.)

Wednesday, September 10, 2008



Never before has bad CG terrified me so much. I hate it when the media targets my paranoia.

Every time I hear about the "big bang" experiment, I get this sudden wave of rage, fear, and sadness that's so unexpected and so intense it leaves me dumbfounded. It's like being punched in the stomach.
It's a waste of money.
It's a waste of natural resources.
It's a waste of land.
It's a waste of legitimately intelligent scientists.
This is what happens whan a group of people cuts themselves off from the world. You see it in art. You see it in genetic engineering. You see it in software design. The world lets a group of people step over the line and nobody stops to ask "why?"
What's the point of recreating the conditions just after the big bang? What's the point of struggling to understand the universe? These are children breaking their rattles to see what makes the sound. Once the answer is found and the mystery is revealed, what then?
Where does science go from here?

Drunk money



This was after Bree's going-away party, which she spontaneously invited me to after I ran into her on the train. Speaking of trains, those bellinis hit me HARD (it was doubles night). And apparently I am equal parts philanthropist and jerk when I'm drunk. (Go get yourself something nice? Who says that?)

Monday, September 8, 2008

Sunday, September 7, 2008


(bones, actually. But good try, Dad)

A couple of days ago I started playing with our (relatively) new scanner. These are the eerie results:





(try to ignore the saran wrap)

Friday, September 5, 2008

I am here to worry you and make you feel guilty



I'm trying to remember who it was that said that, if bees were to go extinct, people would follow suit within five years.
I also wonder, if we knew for sure that cellphones were decimating global bee populations, would anyone stop using their cellphone altogether?

In other news, I'm feeling crazy distant from everyone already. How ARE you? How is Kathleen getting on with her new housemates? How is Ali settling in to condo life with the bro? How are classes, professors, etc? Do let me know, if any of you have free time.

Thursday, September 4, 2008

Wednesday, September 3, 2008



(I have a special place in my heart for funny-looking British people)
(also, that picture of Hugh Laurie was supposed to be this comic's crowning achievment, but it looks nothing like Hugh Laurie. I should either practise or refrain from drawing celebrities)

Tuesday, September 2, 2008

Monday, September 1, 2008