In college I was introduced to Exploding Dog. I asked for and received one of his books for christmas. I have misplaced it (read, it’s in that basement somewhere). This summer Sam took part in Layer Tennis, one of my favorite things on the internet. I forgot about his work. It was really great to be reminded of him. My sources have linked me to another one of his daily-ish comics, Dog Hates Me. I’m astonished at how great it is. Sam is a very talented man, but I thought maybe I grew out of that sense of humor somehow. I’m consistently smiling/laughing at every post.

I need to call Adam back. I think I’ll do that now…when I’m through with this very essential blog post.

You are what you like or You’re only as good as your taste or Something in Latin that Makes Me Sound Smart. I guess I don’t always believe this, because I know plenty of people that I find to be very wonderful people, who have very different taste than I do. I tend to (I blame college for this), tell them they have bad taste when it doesn’t align with my own. I know it’s horrible and confrontational, but it’s also a little bit funny. How can one taste be any worse than another. It’s your opinion, it can’t be wrong–unless it is.

Taste is, was, and will be fascinating to me. How can we get along if we don’t agree on what is good? We just do. We argue about it. We agree that I’m right and you’re full of it. We agree that I’m full of it and you’re right. It all comes back to House, MD. That’s right, the TV show. I won’t get into it because I bang that drum too often, but it’s true, taste can change. Sometimes it doesn’t though, and that’s weird.

LA Bento has a great write up on LAWeekly’s website. Check it out! http://tr.im/labento

sometimes, putting things in categories, is ridiculous.

c'mon netflix.

Why are all progress bars on the Macintosh blue?

...i wait for you...

When we were finishing up The Playmobil Movie, we had a running joke about how half of our time was waiting for progress bars to finish.

BLUE BARS!

Brian, Joel and I went to see Bon Iver on Friday night. It was a spectacular show. So so so so good. The opening act / touring buddy Megafaun was super good too.

Megafaun

Being tall helps a lot at live shows. You rarely have to deal with visibility issues. This show had abnormally short people at it. Weird. I thought for sure we’d be stuck somewhere with bad views, but we ended up about 5 people from the stage!

Justin Vernon of Bon Iver

McBlursteen makes an appearance.

Getting ready for the final song.

Bon Iver + Megafaun + Unplugged = Awesome.

The end.

Rueger!

Woke up early enough to check out LA Bento this morning–my friends’ new sandwhich shop and coffee bar. The coffee is delightful.

The view (fog?!)

la bento website

From something that I’ve been writing:

When he had given
up hope, the young voice started
again, “Are you there?

He could swear that all
the voices in the world were
talking about him.

Finally someone
was acknowledging what his
life has been about.

via

from another thing I wrote:

His bike hasn’t been
used for quite some time and it’s
making weird noises.

How do I get on the crew that made this: Letter’s to the President?

working just a little. got to working on my reel yesterday, i’ll make it public soon, once i get all the pieces in the room. get in here audio…

not much else is going on. i’m really enjoying watching battlestar gallactica with ethan and laurel. good times.

Conan does this great sketch, updated for the 21st century, In The Year 3000. It ends with a great line about You Twitface.

I’ve been on a bit of rant lately about the old facebook. I’ve said things like, “I hate it,” and “I’m never using it again,” and “Why do you waste so much time on that stupid stupid stupid internet thing?”

I haven’t been nice.

Two things have happened. EVW, in Minneapolis, said that he was having the same thoughts and issues that I was. He came to the realization that if you just treat it like a big address book, it’s less “Teh suck,” and more, “I’m okay with that existing.” And, I realized, people have to choose to put all that stuff up there. If I’m reading”My cat pooped three times today,” it’s because you put it up there. It’s a public forum. Semi-public. Public with people that you know well enough to become facebook friends with–which is everyone that asks! Can I get and AMEN!*

Adding to that last point (paragraph break for gravities sake), You can turn people’s feeds off. You can, ignore that person whom you friended in a late night “I wonder what she’s doing with her life,” mishap.

You could also unfriend them. There. I said it.

*I love footnotes, don’t you? I mean c’mon, they are fun. I forgot why I made this one. Oh, I remember, I bet I can guess who will post AMEN as a comment.