downloaded some more tracks for Rock Band. My aspirations of rocking out to War Pigs
were at last realized.
I recently made three gentlemanly wagers. The stakes for each was a four pack of Boddingtons
- The first I won outright, with help from Ted and Curt. I claimed the London underground has a Cockfosters station. Indeed this is the case.
- The second bet is that should he be nominated, Barack's vice presential nominee will be John Edwards. I realize this is contrary to the traditional tactic of pairing dissimilar candidates in order to sway as many voters as possible.
- The third bet is that McCain will be the next president. This is neither an endorsement nor an expression of dissatisfaction, simply the likeliest scenario.
I was reading Thomas Hawk's blog
, he's a good photographer with some worthwhile opinions.
I look at my photography like this. When I make an image it belongs to me. It belongs to me while I take the photo. It belongs to me while it sits in my camera. It belongs to me while I process it on my Mac. It belongs to me while I let it sit in an archive folder waiting to be uploaded to the internet.
At the risk of sounding chiding, this is an amusing example of the Apple demographic
. So subtle, but so telling that he drops the brand name amidst so many pronouns. He even dismisses the opportunity to drop his Canon/Nikon partisanship.
Great allegory though.
More enjoyable text messages
Up from a triple sell to a don't buy!
I was close to thinking about finding that marginally amusing, but then stopped and resolved to consider the implications of my crapping on your bed.
I bought Ferrari shoes, yeah, I'm that guy now.
Say goodbye to your tagalongs!
I figured your missed Lost because you were too busy playing Hello Kitty Adventure Island.