Science: it works.

Someone on the other side of the Earth is not upside-down because we are all being pulled in the same direction no matter where we are. Gravity pulls us all towards a particular spot, in this case: the center of the Earth. The direction of that pull is referred to as ‘down.’ If someone on the other side of the Earth were really upside down they would be hurled into outer space at roughly 9.8m/s^2

Transcoding

No one buys a new cd and thinks to themselves “Yes! A new 12cm coaster!”  They bought that cd to listen to music, it happened to come on a cd.  How has that fact eluded record execs?

So ya wanna get an iPhone?

I’m sitting outside the Apple Store San Tan getting free wifi.  An older couple just walked past me and had this conversation:

guy: “I think I wanna get an iPhone, but I think I’d probably break it.”
girl: “Yeah you would, what is it?”
guy: “I dunno, it’s got all kinds of cool little features and stuff.”

Thirstbuster paraphernalia

While filling out a Home Depot employment application I couldn’t remember the apartment number of one of my old places. Ended up finding it in one of my dad’s old address cards for me. Turns out, that was and is the address on my Az drivers license that I just had to copy info off of…

“Wow, this thing must really work.” -Anonymous

NASCAR

I was at Circle K the other day.  When I pulled up, a car with no hood pulled into the spot next to me.  The driver gets out & the passenger climbs out the window and comments how, “This is less fun now that I’m sober.”  I ask if it makes her feel like a NASCAR driver, it does.  As the three of us enter the store I tell them, “If you really wanna feel like a NASCAR driver, you should pick up some Coors Light.”  They both die laughing.  Sure enough, after I’ve filled my Thirstbuster and am heading to the checkout counter, there’s an ice cold 18-pack of what else? Coors Light being scanned and paid for.

Heavy Metal Insomnia

I find myself, yet again, unable to sleep.  Despite exhaustion, flashes of memories past surface and disperse with no respect for time.  My id, scrubing through banks of detached emotion, searches.

Sigur Rós live; pure, undiluted, 200 proof joy.

Sky Harbor confirming an existential truth.

Penn Station, thousands of souls rushing towards destinations, at least one of them, unknown.

Why do these grainy, desaturated images stand out?  For what purpose do I search? Is the answer within epiphany’s reach?  What do I know that I don’t yet know?  I know I’m right, but I don’t know why.

My ego is slacking.

Golden Arches

Alex and I are on a roadtrip to see my brother in Georgia. Left at five and by midnight we stop at a McDonald’s. The doors are locked, but being dudes we take a short wander over to the dumpster and, facing away from each other, take a piss. Of course right then, a car slowly drives by. Lul.

Top 5 reasons why snow is better than rain.

Well it’s been a while since I’ve written anything.  I can’t say this is any more worthwhile than anything else that’s happened in my life but it’s my blog and I’ll post when I want damnit.  Here are the top 5 reasons why snow is better than rain.

5. Rain makes things dreary, snow makes things pretty.

4. You can carve various shapes and words in the snow on people’s cars.

3. Rainman is a movie you can buy at K-mart, snowman is definately, definately  an activity.

2. You don’t get soaking wet during a snowstorm.

And the number one reason why snow is better than rain:

You can consume a handful of snow you picked up from the sidewalk.

The Final Frontier

Today I venture where no man should ever have to and no, I’m not talking about the Delta Quadrent.  I shall brave into the unknown territory of a land called “New Jersey.”  What I’ll find and what dangers lurk are unknown.  I’ve only been warned of a strange sub-humanoid species that lives there drinking beer with their cut-off jean shorts and faded Rod Stewart t-shirts.  Also, there was something about flip-flops.

Puddle Crunching

New hobby:

Taking walks in the freezing cold and crunching the ice coats on puddles.  I love the sound of ice and snow.