As always, from the inestimable Mr. Chris…
Apparently religion really knows how to get down in Sierra Leone. Seriously. HOW AWESOME IS THIS?
Some of my fondest memories of Christmas involve tradition. Traditions like roundhouse kicks and barstools being broken on faces. In that vein, I’d like to offer the following Christmas memory from my teenage years:
Conversation of the year today, in about 4 lines.
Alan, my director of operations comes by my cube.
“Hey Matt, did you hear Jane’s announcement about everyone going home at 2pm once the party’s over?”
“No, I didn’t.”
“Good. Doesn’t apply to you.”
“Oh.”
From today’s Truth and Rumors at SI.com:
The Tigers are satisfied they won’t see a recurrence of the right wrist and forearm inflammation that sidelined Joel Zumaya for three games of the ALCS. Why? Club president and general manager Dave Dombrowski told WXYT-AM the team had concluded Zumaya’s injury resulted from playing a video game. Zumaya was known to play “Guitar Hero,” a PlayStation 2 game.
– Detroit Free Press
Oh my GOD is that tremendous. Forget that awful overthrow to Inge at 3rd, dude finished Hangar 18 and did the encore straight into Freebird! YEAH! THROW UP THE HORNS AND THROW AWAY THE CHAMPIONSHIP!
As found on Google Maps, a Target store in College Point, Queens, NY.
Is this really the message we want to send to the terrorists? Come on, people!
This is a post I saved from my other, now-defunct blog. So much for that.
The United States has a surprising number of battleships still floating around as museum pieces or in storage. Given the crazy fun you can have with Google Maps, I thought I’d see what I can find. I think I found them all! It’s like Where’s Waldo of the Washington Treaty!
Awesome.
So here’s the summary.
Having gone momentarily insane over the Black Friday specials at Best Buy, my wife decided that we would make sure we were able to snag two particular items: a $250 Toshiba laptop, and a $130 Samsung MiniDV camcorder. Of course, to do this, she dropped me off at the front door of the store around 5:30PM on Thanksgiving as we were driving back from dinner in Connecticut. Having arrived at 5:30PM, I found myself #6 in line, behind a family from Manhattan who’d been there since 2PM, some nice people who arrived around 3:30PM from the Bronx, and a dude from Jersey named Paulie.
Fast-forward. Wife arrives back at Best Buy around 9PM with blankets, my Nintendo DS, a couple of books for me, and some chairs. Thankfully I had already established a perimeter using my Evil Stare, and thus had a bench for myself and the aforementioned Paulie. Wife goes up to Dave & Buster’s and snags us some dinner so we don’t go insane. I discovered that I had a knack for something: when someone came up and set up their chair near the front of the line, I didn’t have to say a word. I just hunch down in my chair and start staring. Eventually they become unnerved and ask the other people in line why I’m staring at them, at which point the others inform them that it would probably be a damn fine idea for them to get to the back of the line where they belong.
Fast-forward some more. We managed to get 3 vouchers for doorbuster deals somehow, and ended up with the following:
- Toshiba L35-S2151 laptop
- Samsung MiniDV camcorder (since given to Sara’s brother)
- Panasonic MiniDV camcorder
- 2 Motorola Bluetooth headsets
- 4 4-packs of MiniDV tapes
- Blazing Saddles on DVD
All in all, fairly successful, and I’ve learned that people do not want to mess with me when I’ve had little to no sleep in a 25-hour period because apparently I give off a vibe that says “I bet I would feel rested if I drove a pipe wrench into your face” or something like it.
And props to Ken for snagging me the 400gb external hard disk from Staples. Awesome.
I am currently sitting outside of a Best Buy waiting for them to open in about… 6 hours. Wife and I are 6 and 7 in line. I am insane. I am going more insane.
A Best Buy employee gave us the WEP key for their wifi, so I borrowed someone’s laptop to keep in touch with the world at large. I have a problem. Clearly. For many reasons.
Drums, drums in the deep. There is no way out. We cannot escape.
They come.
In the fine tradition of Jorge’s weather posts, I say…
“It looks like Armageddon outside.”
WHY, WHY DOES THE WEATHER LOOK LIKE A SNAKE STRIKING AT THE NORTHEAST?
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