I went and got a haircut today for the first time in about five months, and I have run into my usual problem: In order to get my hair short enough so that I will not immediately need another haircut, they have to cut it just a wee bit too short for me to get ...

I really need to stop taking naps during the day, because they always end up far longer than I intend them to be. Example: I intended to lie down for a bit after I returned a bunch of film equipment this morning. By “a bit”, i mean about two hours. I ended up sleeping for ...

I went to Cozy’s, the local Bland Thai place that I like because they have really good pad thai, to reward myself for getting through a project without killing one of my partners. This was not an easy task. I can take monumental stupidity if at least the person can admit it. I can take ...

55 gallons of goat semen found in forest preserve outside Chicago. Best lines: “We get calls about illegal dumping all the time, but never anything like this,” Albrecht said. The police department “properly disposed” of the semen, but declined to say how. Good thing, because I really don’t want to know how.

Tonight was the A&O Ball, the annual big spring concert that my college puts on someplace downtown. This year it was Wilco and Elliott Smith. I’m a pretty big fan of both, since both feature highly excellent songwriting and kickass production on record. Smith opened and Wilco was the main act. Wilco fucking rocked, but ...

I’m getting dumber as I get older. This is an incontrovertible fact. Further evidence was presented to me today when I took my car to the shop. I had been having some problems getting the windshield wiper fluid to come out the front thingies, which is a pain in the ass when you have bug ...

New pictures from the Hubble telescope, which they just put a reeeeeeeeeally expensive new camera on. These are worth it and then some. Just make sure to turn off the new agey music the Washington Post‘s Camera Works guys put on there for no apparent reason. You just click on the little thing next to ...

You know the signs. You’ve had a nice, big meal, a lot of tasty drinks, and you’re sitting around doing something. You could be driving, you could be watching television, you could be doing your homework, you could be staring at the wall, but you’re more than likely talking on the phone. And then it ...

I went to Iowa for about six hours yesterday. It took longer to drive there and back than I actually spent in the damn state. I went because I promised Mark I’d take him to Independence, Iowa. He’s working on this project for a Writing Nonfiction Books class about concepts of patriotism and how they’ve ...

From my Gender and Society reading: “…Probably a whole continuum of sexual desire exists, with some people no more able to sexualize same-sex people than they can a bowling ball and some people no more able to sexualize other-sex people than they can a basketball. Still others can be turned on to either–and even to ...