Big Things Have Small Beginnings

Viral video to promote Prometheus.

Happy Green Day

If you're celebrating today, have a nice time and be careful of green beer.

What is it with Jays and GBV?

"As you probably know, Dayton is the home of the Wright Brothers, the Dayton Peace Accords, and Guided By Voices, the greatest rock 'n' roll band of the modern era, in my humble opinion."

-- White House Press Secretary Jay Carney in today's press briefing.

March Madness

It's that time again bastards. No, Jay isn't having his period, it March Madness. It's a little late, but I've set up a group on Yahoo to pick teams in the tournament. If basketball isn't your thing, then there is this other bracket that you may want to check out...

Here's a link to pick your bracket. May the best bastard win, bitches.

This Is Fucking Awesome

Anybody Getting One?

That retina display screen looks pretty sweet ...

Guacamologist

Not that anyone spends his Mondays considering alternate careers, of course, but "Guacamologist" is definitely on the short list. Making margaritas and Texas guacamagic at the Ritz-Carlton just sounds so... something. Story here. And I don't even like avocado.

Not Tasteful, Not Nude

But better than Eric's toes.

"I'm Olivia Wilde. Welcome to the GQ Comedy Issue."

TGIF, bastards. I'm heading up to see Radiohead this weekend.

The Cruel Shoes

Fellow Mathletes: Due to recurrent pelvic stress fractures - broke ass to the layman - this bastard was recently seeking a more ass-sound running method. After reading a fascinating article The Once and Future Way to Run, I became an enthusiastic, insufferable barefoot convert. I am now more in touch with my evolutionary inner monkey!
It was barefeets on the treadmill for a bit, then out on the streets in my new finger-toed kicks, see above.
Not one week into the conversion, I was viciously attacked by some sort of vampire snake, as you can see from the above abras bite marks. Also note the fractured and somewhat embiggened big toe. I learned that in Spanish your big toe is called your "fat toe", so it's been educational all around.
I'm supposed to stay in a walking boot and not run for 4-6 weeks, but being an incorrigible bastard, I ran the next day anyway.
Happy to report that a broken toe does not limit my ability to put my foot in my mouth. Anyone know a good dentist?

Fri-Fucking-Day

Sorry, but I couldn't look at the old guy anymore. Evidently, it's her. I'm off tomorrow to see the Spring Phillies play the Spring Tigers. Ah, Florida. Have a lovely, Bastardos.