Pulcher Sentio

Closeout sale

If you have the opportunity, this is a pretty fantastic exhibit. Get it while it’s hot, one week only. Did I mention it’s free?

Connected

Whatever you may think of Kanye West’s music, he definitely has about as awesome a blog as a pop star could have.

Contextual

The danger of waking up to music is that if you choose too many songs you really like, they can stop being favorites in short order.

"Entertaining"

I think I like The “Blog” of “Unnecessary” Quotation Marks even better than Engrish.

Creepy

The existence of things such as this almost makes one understand a hardline dystheism, he said with a shudder.

Most host

This blog exists thanks to Peter Wood. Today’s his birthday, here’s to many more.

Where am I?

Last night, I met a guy claiming to be a “classical liberal.” The last time I heard that term was, oh, somewhere around three years ago I imagine.

How did this happen?

If there’s still a pit posse, their arms must be getting a workout this season.

Twitterpated

I signed up for Twitter about ten months ago, but didn’t really get it. That’s all changed. These are my tweets, and there’s an RSS feed, too, if you don’t feel like signing yourself up. Everything I want to say but haven’t felt post-worthy has ended up there in the past few days, and I dig it.

World of Tomorrow

Every so often I have an “I’m living in The Future” moment. They happen when I do things like iChat with people on the other side of the world, or play with an iPhone or something like that. I had one this morning, when I opened the front door to my apartment from my cell.

Outside the lines

“Consideration of these events is beyond the scope of this chapter,” is possibly the best way to close an introduction in a textbook.

Tonight, curry

This goes through my head nearly every time I stand in front of the stove.

The Law hits below the belt

Today’s lesson, kids, is, “Don’t fight the Man, because the Man always wins.”

In Pigritia Requiescat

While I’m still gradually moving into my new residence, an old one has passed on to that great vacant lot in the sky. Silliman has provided a better eulogy than I could hope to. We part now, but remember, we’ll always have the toga parties.

Comfort food

Pete directed me to this candy bar the other day. Pure genius.