"It was a crime at the time, but the laws we changed 'em."
All of a sudden, I seem to have become wildly enamored of The New Pornographers.
blithely posted by Martin Marks at 10:10 in the evening // three comments by:
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Trivial PursuitsWill not protect you from the terrible secret of space.Tuesday the Eighth of January, Two Thousand and Eight"It was a crime at the time, but the laws we changed 'em." All of a sudden, I seem to have become wildly enamored of The New Pornographers. blithely posted by Martin Marks at 10:10 in the evening // three comments by:
I'm in training for the Badass Games. Yesterday I made rubber; today I make bread. I've never done it all by hand before; I don't think I realized exactly what I was committing to when I first put the Saccharomyces cerevisiae in the lukewarm water, but I'm about halfway through now and so far it doesn't appear I've screwed anything up too badly. Unfortunately, I only have one bread pan and two loaves worth of dough... but I'll cross that bridge when I come to it.
quintessentially posted by Martin Marks at 8:56 in the evening // nine comments by:
Monday the Seventh of January, Two Thousand and EightI excreted a latex-bearing sap! Today I made rubber! How cool is that?
adverbially posted by Martin Marks at 12:40 in the afternoon // comment? by:
Sunday the Sixth of January, Two Thousand and EightNOT A VIKING Joss Whedon has gone temporarily—but creatively!—insane. (And there's more! Also, more!)
venturesomely posted by Martin Marks at 8:39 in the evening // one comment by:
Because it's completely useless to me. A present for Mac-user writers out there. (WriteRoom in particular strikes me as potentially a very good thing.) With my own personal favorite word processor for fiction—RoughDraft—now in its third year without an update, I almost find myself wishing I had a Mac.
pretentiously posted by Martin Marks at 8:09 in the evening // four comments by:
Hooray for impulse consumption! God help me, I just ordered HBO. You can probably guess why. If it weren't for the free video on demand feature, I would have been able to resist. Whatever, man, I have a job, right? I can indulge if I want to. absentmindedly posted by Martin Marks at 5:00 in the afternoon // one comment by:
"I seem to be having tremendous difficulties with my lifestyle..." I've been having a weekend of moderate frustrations. Except all the things that should have been frustrating, they weren't for some reason. begrudgingly posted by Martin Marks at 4:57 in the afternoon // one comment by:
Saturday the Fifth of January, Two Thousand and EightNot out loud, fortunately. Wow. Did I seriously just come up with a medieval Persian poetry joke? absentmindedly posted by Martin Marks at 10:17 in the evening // comment? by:
Thursday the Third of January, Two Thousand and EightWe are not a-Mused. It's not writer's block, it's a sympathy strike. cannily posted by Martin Marks at 10:26 in the evening // one comment by:
Wednesday the Second of January, Two Thousand and Eight(As opposed to lintels.) I just discovered that for the past two years my company has been paying for a hell of shiny web host, despite the fact that until I just now fixed it, our web site claimed we sold lentils. PHP 5.2.5, baby! That's not even been out two months! Poor hobbes is still stuck in the fours! And yet we still have a corporate web site with all the keywords in two-point font the same color as the background at the bottom of the page to fool freaking AltaVista.
wantonly posted by Martin Marks at 10:44 in the evening // two comments by:
Sentence of the Day: "But her reign threatened to be short-lived after a magazine published a risque series of photographs in which she was seen lying in a crucifixion-like pose while wearing a bikini or licking condensed milk in a suggestive manner."
trepidatiously posted by Martin Marks at 9:34 in the evening // one comment by:
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