transcendent "timewaster"
i just spent roughly the last hour here. i recommend some accompanying listening selections. anything will do, really. even mr. bojangles seems to heighten the experience! thanks beck.com links page!
i just spent roughly the last hour here. i recommend some accompanying listening selections. anything will do, really. even mr. bojangles seems to heighten the experience! thanks beck.com links page!
Posted by Neil and Diana at 12:09 AM 2 comments
Excerpted from Jonathan Safran Foer's "A Beginner's Guide to Hanukkah" in yesterday's NYT: Christmas Christmas is a holiday that Christian children celebrate because they aren't Jewish. Instead of eight nights of presents, there is only one. And instead of getting to eat delicious and nutritious latkes, they are forced to drink something called nog, which isn't even a real word. They touch each other's sweaters while they sing together around pianos, they get into the "spirit," and here's another bad thing about Christmas that should make Jewish children excited about celebrating Hanukkah: Christmas trees are a terrible fire hazard.
Posted by Neil and Diana at 6:59 AM 2 comments
Christian or secularist.
Freedom lover or liberal.
Strong and steady or radical.
You are either ONE or the OTHER and there is NO IN-BETWEEN.
Unless you want to be a flip-flopper.
Where could we go on a honeymoon that is very relaxing and somewhat-to-very exotic and not too expensive and will allow us to go to Wis. after 10 days?
The air this morning was moist and cool. I could smell creosote (not the smell of choice to city boys like Jon) and see clouds low in the southwest, probably making fog. Walking to work was nice, especially since our census dropped yesterday. Read: work became less frantic.
A person said "nipped it in the butt" to me today. Three times.
I sort of want to see Good Night and Good Luck, The Producers, Narnia, and the gay cowboy movie whose name I forget.
I wish someone would tell me how to thread a bobbin. I am running out of options.
And time. There's a Hans Christian Andersen story where the maiden has to weave, um, jackets for the seven brothers out of flax before the evil stepmother's curse will turn them all to swans. And she doesn't quite finish in time and one of the brothers has a wing. Or something.
Anybody that teaches me to thread a bobbin will save certain parties from the same fate.
Neil: George Bush would be a good president of a small community college.
Posted by Neil and Diana at 7:07 PM 3 comments
Oh there are noooo jobs in Tu-ucson/
And the streets are paved with cheeeese.
-Neil Godfrey, Dec. 4, 2005
Think I'll work retail
and save up for a trailer.
It's the Tucson way.
-Neil Godfrey, Dec. 4, 2005
I'm going to sleep my way to the top.
And I mean that literally.
-Neil Godfrey, Dec. 5, 2005
Posted by Neil and Diana at 7:57 PM 9 comments
so i'm white spacing him out. larry king can now be seen below the fold.
Posted by Neil and Diana at 3:58 PM 2 comments
Okay before I get coffee, I thought this vital report from Moscow needed to be posted. From a reader: Here in Moscow we get Larry King a day late, and I occasionally watch him for his unique brand of hard hitting journalism. The other day, with Martha Stewart as his guest, he actually bowled me over with what must have been his trademark wit back in his heyday a hundred years ago. He asked if she was dating (this is a 64 year-old woman, mind you), and added that " . . we went out once." She quickly corrected, "We went out TO DINNER." "Yeah, but we went out." She mumbled, flustered, and Larry turns to the camera and says: "I DATED A CON!". He was back to his old self minutes later with "Why do we like cookies?"
Posted by Neil and Diana at 7:47 PM 3 comments