It would be funnier if things had changed rather than just shifted around...

Rebecca found this the other day on the greatest site in the known universe.




So today is the last day of the Month of Crassness. I am sad. It was a wonderful experience. I farted. I made double entendres. And I said, "That's what she said!" a whole lot. I will miss you, Month of Crassness. The Month of Foot Surgery is not going to be nearly as much fun.

Happy Monday

Why I want to move back to New York...

"Manhattan, a high narrow kingdom as hopeful as any that ever was, burst upon him full force, a great and imperfect steel-trussed palace of a hundred million chambers, many-tiered gardens, pools, passages and ramparts above its rivers. Built upon an island from which bridges stretched to other islands and to the mainland, the palace of a thousand tall towers was undefended. It took in nearly all who wished to enter, being so much larger than anything else that it could not ever be conquered but only visited by force. Newcomers, invaders, and the inhabitants themselves were so confused by its multiplicity, variety, vanity, size, brutality, and grace, that they lost sight of what it was. It was, for sure, one simple structure, busily divided, lovely and pleasing, an extraordinary hive of the imagination, the greatest house ever built."
-Mark Helprin, Winter's Tale

I had a wondeful Thanksgiving, as I spent it with just about everyone in the world that I care deeply about. Hope everyone was as lucky as I.

Oh, and Becca ate corn pudding with gravy on it. It was awesome.

And she just farted, which was even more awesome.

Hell Week # 2 is over!

So my second straight week of nose to the grindstone is done. We presented to the Martin Agency account management, media, and interactive departments yesterday, and we kicked so much ass. The topic, interestingly enough, was bloggers. Yes, the same blogger project that I was doing two and a half months ago. My professor for Portfolio Development asked us to give it at Martin. And expand it. It was a crapload of work, but in the end it was well worth it.

-I've downloaded a bunch of music recently, but unfortunately have not gotten to most of it. I have managed to give a brief listen to a few of them, though. I am listening right now to Push The Heart by a band called Devics. It's not bad, kind of Portishead-ish. Good background music, but not gonna blow my skirt up too much.
-Are We Not Horses by Rock Plaza Central is really intriguing me right now, and I'm planning on spending a lot more time with it this weekend. They're drawing a lot of Neutral Milk Hotel comparisons, as does any band that has a strange-sounding singer, but these guys kind of live up to the hype.
-Willie Nelson's new album Songbird is a breath of fresh air. Ryan Adams proves once again that he has studio chops, and this time he even corrects some of the more obvious mistakes he made on Jesse Malin's debut. And I maintain that the Heartbreakers are turning out to be one of the best rock bands working right now.
-I haven't gotten a chance to listen yet to Tom Waits' new one, but I can't imagine it's anything less than brilliant. He makes me glad to walk on two legs.
-I've also been getting back into This American Life now that it is available each week in podcast form. For those who don't know, it's probably the best radio show ever created. It's so good it makes me want to spit sometimes.
-I watched a great documentary about Daniel Johnston called The Devil and Daniel Johnston. In other movie news, The Lake House is possibly the worst movie I have ever seen. You need to start putting better movies on your queue.
-Heather over at I Am Fuel You Are Friends has a great post about the new Bruce Springsteen exhibit and book. They contain tons of photos from the Born To Run photo sessions. Pretty neat stuff.
-I can't wait to see the new Bond. It's going to be freakin' sweet. And speaking of other movies, don't bother with Marie Antoinette. It gets a big, resounding "Meh" from me.

That's about all I got tonight folks. Maybe if I have insomnia again tomorrow night I'll tell you all about other boring shit I've been doing lately. Ta till then!

Slight failure....

Ran my second 8K today.

My target time was 45 minutes.

My time for the race was 45 minutes and six seconds.

Ass.

Hell Week is over!

Hello all. My busiest week of the semester is now over. Woo-hoo! And I kicked ass on everything. I can't take it completely easy this weekend though. While I am allowing myself to skip Friday speaker this week, I have to get ready for a presentation at Martin on Thursday and run an 8K on Saturday. The Martin presentation is the only school thing that I have to do before Thanksgiving, though, which is pretty damn sweet.

So I have to say that it was a good week politically. I try not to get too involved, but I was thrilled at the drubbing taken by the Republicans. Maybe now they'll listen a little bit....

I got nothing else today. Ask tomorrow.

The Month of Crassness

Rebecca over at Lost Chi is celebrating November as the "Month of Crassness. I for one think that this is a splendid idea. So here are the crassest entries from this week's Postsecret cards:



Also, Brad's changed his blog address and is rapping true about the upcoming election. Tomorrow. Get out the vote, fuckers.

And I've added my buddy Jay's blog address to my blogroll. Pay him some love as well. He's a rare thing: an AD with a small ego who knows lots about rap.

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