New House

Had the inspection today, went smoothly. All that's left is the appraisal. As long as that comes in above our purchase price it is a done deal.

PICTURES

Oh. My. God.

God Bless Capatalism. God Bless it I say.

Don't you just love the British?

Franti and Playstation?

Just saw this on TV and was a bit suprised.

WA # 3 for Ninjas

That's right losers.
We on the west Search for Ninjas more than you guys.
See:
http://laweekly.blogs.com/joshuah_bearman/2009/01/what-state-likes-ninjas-the-most-.html

Regardless of that. You should check this out. It's so damn cool, that I bet some of you probably already know about it:
http://www.google.com/insights/search/#q=%22space%20monkey%22&geo=US&cmpt=q

Damn Oregon gets number one for "space monkey" searches.
The author searching is really cool. Southerners like "Faulkner" are mainly in the south, but then the german "rilke" is searched most in Alaska. What the hell? They look into one of the most influential modern german imagist poets?
For most of the author searches there is is black whole in the middle north. I guess ranchers in Montana still don't have CPUs.
The distribution for Vonnegut is bland, but the timeline feature shows a huge spike of searches in the year of his death. They love artists when they're dead.
The Coen Brothers in 2004 (that's as early as it goes) when we knew they were the shit before everyone else, were dominated by New York and very few searches even happened. Now the whole country is on the band wagon.

Not an Ego thing. Just a new experience.

Slowly turning in a circle in the cafe, I had a slight grin. I was holding a hammer. And this old dude stood next to me. He said, "Are you the artist?"
"Yes."

So far 29 isn't that different from 28

Looking for signs of ass

300 Naked Women Feared Lost In Computer Crash

July 18, 2001 | Issue 37•24

The World's Most Famous Bald Eagle

On televised newscasts and on his Web site, Colbert said he has been disappointed by Stephen Jr.'s excursions to Canada. When Stephen Jr. first crossed into Canadian airspace in August 2006, Colbert noted Junior was feasting on fresh Canadian salmon, looking for Vietnam draft dodgers and stopping terrorist pigeons from crossing the border.

On his Web site, Colbert offers factoids about Stephen Jr., including, "He could take your arm off. Hates pelicans, just like his Dad."

http://seattletimes.nwsource.com/html/localnews/2008568404_colberteagle29m.html

Bon Iver

NPR is giving him best song of the year.

That's-a-good-one:
http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=98637616

At first my expectations dropped, then I started to love it about half way.
High then low expectations may just be the secret to joy.

Another MPKism

"Never trust a bar that opens at 10:30 in the morning, unless, of course, it's 10:30 in the morning."

Why?

"Because people that use PCs have jobs."
- Mathew Phillip King

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Wow

I don't know what else to say. Wow.

http://www.whitehouse.gov/barney/barneycam2008.wm.v.html

Hot Pants for Harvey

Come Fools Come all

All right my loris faced friends, it's time to get serious about gathering in February 2009. Ty has mentioned the weekend of 2/6/09 through 2/9/09. No one has said these dates don't work, so I'm going ahead. I'm getting my plane ticket this weekend. Matt just gave me a maybe. Jim said he'd come, but we all know that's BS, so AJ and I are going to hog tie him and send him in a box. So we have Ty, Tim, Ry, AJ, and Jim.

Dan, Chris, and Vinny we need you guys to get on this gravy train to celebrate the birth of TY, Chris, and Tim's engagement.

Joy

Over the past weeks, I have had a peace, a happiness.
Leaping through the night streets like a cracked out ninja swinging my wooden stick, laughing, smiling, dancing, and relaxing.
It comes
not as an arduous trek across a desert,
not as the slow epiphany of a sunrise,
not through her hand on my back,
not from the depths of a dark booze filled well,

not during in a moment of clarity with blood on my lip,
not through a canvass that fills me with pride,
not through work,
but like that beautiful girl, the tease, who enflames my chest and loins, and fills me with hope, but never
promises consistency, dependency, or duration.

For Space Monkey

Obama Pride Floods the Streets of Capitol Hill

Ryan and Jim were there. I got a text from Ryan as my plane pulled up to the gate. Jim called while I was on the tram with a hundred other dehydrated, exhausted people who spent the last 5 hours with me, sitting crammed together, uninformed. I knew it was Jim, but all I could hear was elated screaming. I looked around at the somber faces. My friend Porter led the crowd in the national anthem and his writeup gives a good idea of what I missed.