- Me:
- These ads are all about violence and old men in underwear.
- Ez:
- Much like [redacted]'s sex life
Last year’s Superbowl. It may not surprise you to learn that I tried to orchestrate this pyramid so that I would be on the very top, but this was the best they could do. Losers.
Summer afternoon - summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language.
Henry James
Beach House - Norway (via)
Some morning tunage and a nod to my roots.
And don’t be surprised if you receive an icy reception at the (back of the) house of Greer on 420 [redacted] street.
(These are my father’s photos, so I thought I’d make an attempt at his humor.)
He actually knows his stuff in the digital world, even though I get a little freaked out by the augmented reality stuff.
Ande on how Marathon Running will destroy your friend’s lives. Like meth but with worse outfits.
I like to think that, even though I’ve run a marathon and enjoy a new pair of running shoes almost as much as a new pair of 5-inchers, I don’t fall under the scope of this article. Maybe I’m fooling myself, but I certainly know people who do!
A little present for you… I couldn’t bear watch my little friend from Iowa have such a rough time yesterday, poor mr. Kaeding. So, Mark (whom I know through my friend Mindy - Mark and Mindy!) and I entertained ourselves with napkin art.
Mark happens to be the pioneer behind a very delicious brand of Absinthe, Edward III, which is quite tasty. I suggest that you give it a try.