I haven’t been getting a lot of sleep this week, and I knew I was tired. But I didn’t know I was this tired. I had been having problems with the toilet in my apartment needing to be repeatedly flushed, and I put in a request for my landlord to fix it. So last night, ...

…that my last post was made an hour after I came to work. I am leaving work right now. I wasn’t kidding when I said this week was insane.

You’ve got to love any AP story that starts off like this: CRYSTAL, Minnesota (AP) — Police responding to a call of a convulsing Elvis Presley impersonator soon found themselves in a high-speed chase of another faux celebrity — a man dressed as one of the Blues Brothers. Casey first brought this to my attention ...

“Your gift to the Alumni fund…” *bzzzzzzzzzz* Come talk to me in five years when I can actually pay my bills AND buy food, kids. Unless they’d like a donation of a two-year old can of Spaghetti-O’s. That, I can spare.

I’ve watched this silly flash animation several times since I first saw it on new time-wasting blog Screenhead this morning. I don’t know why it amuses me so, but it does. Also, I’d like to apologize for the lightness of blogging last week, this week, and likely for at least the next six weeks. Things ...

There are a lot of reasons I’m glad I got out of sound design, but the principal among them is that I was getting to the point where I was paying more attention to how a movie sounded then whether it was actually good or not. Sometimes, however, something sounds so horrible that my inner ...

You know you’ve been having a long week when you get out of work, look at your watch and think, “Hey, that was only an eleven hour day!” And then two hours later you think…ONLY an eleven-hour day?!

I was just watching Headline News and saw Kendis Gibson, their entertainment reporter, make the following atrocious statement: “Well, there are women around the country who are wishing they had a baby with Sean “P. Diddy” Combs, because one of his mothers…er, one of the mothers of his sons…er…one of his babymamas is about to ...

I think the most ridiculous example of the overreaction to Janet Jackson’s boobalicious halftime show and the consequent scandal has been found. Apparently, in the post-boob era, puppet sex leads to an NC-17 rating. A snippet of the most ridiculous portions: “There’s nothing we’re asking for that hasn’t appeared in other R-rated movies, and our ...

I have to say, I do love Old Navy. But I need to stay the fuck away from their website. I bought a TON of clothes there the other day, because I had gone to my local store and they were out of my size in my favored style of pants. And I must have ...