While watching the Daily Show, I saw an ad for Easy Mac Cups. The theory is that there seems to be something standing between Americans and their Easy Mac: The need for a bowl. Solution? Have the company provide the bowl with the packaging. Are we so fucking lazy as a country that we have ...

You know, I don’t miss much about sixth grade, since I really kind of hated it at the time. However, there are a few things that were so much damn simpler then, and I think should be brought back in adulthood. Like the following note, a common item passed back and forth in my sixth ...

PostSecret is a fascinating site which people anonymously mail homemade postcards to as a sort of group therapy to get secrets off their chests. While it can often be somewhat depressing, it can also be quite amusing. And sometimes, it can also be a little on the nose: I’d like to note that I did ...

It is the perfect illustration of my luck this week that my upstairs neighbors would be moving today starting at 9am, starting with the portion of their stuff directly over my bed with a skateboard dolly on a hardwood floor. Over my bed, which contained my exhausted, slightly hung over ass, which went to bed ...

I have a day off tomorrow because it’s Good Friday, and it’s a Union holiday at the show. I’m so confused by this idea of actual paid weekdays off, I’m not quite sure what to do with myself.

I had a colossally bad day today (which I’m not going to go into here), but I did have one minor moment of triumph. I borrowed a tool from the wardrobe department and added more holes to my belt, because I’ve finally lost enough weight that my belt was too big. It really doesn’t make ...

Laz’s post on some facial recognition software remdinded me that I’d wanted to try this out. So I uploaded three photos of myself, and here are the results: First Photo, wherein I look like comedians, drunks, or terrible singers: 74% Sarah Silverman 68% Charlie Chaplin (ironic, considering my cat) 67% Benicio Del Toro (what?) 66% ...

The LA Times sure knows how to ask the critical questions.

This story about M.I.T. students who stole CalTech’s cannon cracked me up. It vaguely reminded me of an old George Carlin gag where he’s reading off football scores: “Cal Tech, 14.5, M.I.T, 3 to the 4th power!”

I realize I’m doing exactly what marketers want me to, but this is too much fun and way too maddening not to pass along: click to enlarge My co-workers and I managed to find about 55 bands on there. There are allegedly 75, and I’m positivley stumped. I’ll give you a chance to drive yourself ...