tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1808180635508319502011-04-21T23:37:03.771-05:00OR: Observations I Have Made That No One Has Read Because The Damn Things Are Too Freakin' Long.Mattttthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03105347809473328340noreply@blogger.comBlogger111100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-180818063550831950.post-35435545982666338312009-03-13T23:51:00.002-05:002009-03-13T23:53:59.056-05:00

(Also known as the Just-In-Time Edition. Man, I have got to learn to tell time.)What with it being Friday the 13th and all...and the second one in a row at that...here's something I thought might be kind of appropriate. Especially considering the week I've been having.And now I go to pass out. Enjoy!

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...So, yeah, sorry about the delay there. Stuff kinda got away from me.Here's an indicator of how far off my game I am this week, in the form of an extremely tangential connection. Seems that NASA's Cassini probe in orbit of Saturn has discovered a new moon, which fits into their previous theories about an object generating the particles of the planet's G-ring. (Cassini and the Mars Spirit and

Mattttthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03105347809473328340noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-180818063550831950.post-14180713681671693192009-02-27T18:58:00.005-06:002009-02-27T19:09:18.952-06:00

One of my unspoken missions (in as much as this blag can be said to have a "mission") is to purge some of the Awful out of the world. I usually do that by talking it to death. But on days like these, where the Awful is just so horrible it defies description, there's little that one can do but accept a tonic.Everyone's tonic is different. I prefer music.The music of Talking Heads, and

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Ugh...don't click on this link. Or this one.Just...let's suffice it to say that the past day and a half have been so bad that people are setting themselves on fire, here in Chicago and in Beijing. (And in the case of the Wal-Mart employee, making really sympathetic commentary about it. Thanks a lot, guys. I'm sure the man's family really appreciates that.)So I'd like to take a moment and

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That's right, folks...another Mardi Gras has passed us by, taking its King Cakes and zydeco marathons on WXRT with it; those of you of a Catholic or other denominational bent are likely observing Ash Wednesday today, as your conscience dictates. (Note: This is not an attempt to guilt you. I swore to only use that power for good.)Here at the Long Wind, though, we celebrate Ash Wednesday in a

Mattttthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03105347809473328340noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-180818063550831950.post-43999654313259390532009-02-22T04:24:00.010-06:002009-02-22T23:29:11.872-06:00

(Ugh. Forgive my brevity here; I'm a bit tired and hung over. But thanks again for the party, L.S-A.!)First up: Who would've thought Rick Santorum would make an ass of himself?Second: Folks who know me in person might recall how I've got the heart of a champion when it comes to mis-hearing lyrics of popular songs. And by "popular," I mean songs to which everyone has known the proper lyrics

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So I've been up for three days and I'm already starting with the new features (although I guess, at this point, all features are new....) For today's musical diversion, we're featuring the performance that jammed itself into my head on the drive in to work this morning, and won't go away. But considering it is the catchiest song in the universe (except perhaps for Lily Allen's "Fuck You"), and a

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I'm something of a fan of LoadingReadyRun, a collective of young British-Columbians who serve up weekly doses of home-grown sketch comedy. One of their quasi-regular features is Man Cooking, which I can only assume is a response to the proliferation of such fleshy horrors as the Bacon Explosion and the ubiquitous Turducken.Their most recent installment of Man Cooking, which I find myself

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Okay. By popular demand (I guess), here is perhaps my ultimate Lousy Work Story--the story of the Week From The Special Hell. This took place at the first job I'd gotten when I moved to Chicago in 1996, and part of the problem was my absurd sense of how to look for a job in the first place. Rather than look in the city itself--which would've made sense, been closer to public

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(Reprinted from my own email. If you don't like it, tough. I think warning people about this couch is a vital public service.)Observe:This is the couch in my boss's office.I'm sure that, at one time in its long and unpleasant life, this couch might actually have resembled something that a person with taste in furniture might own. The pinkish hue of its leathery flanks may once have been a more

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Why, hello.Apologies in advance. My previous attempts at blogging have had this tendency to erupt into spontaneous inactivity after a while, so you should expect fits and/or starts with this one. But when I do write something, brace yourself for the wall of text. And you might want to bring some snacks.My topics are mostly going to be confined to horror stories, regarding work and politics,

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