January 2008
63 posts
WWWHHOOAAAAAAAA
My Morning Shirt
I’m wearing this shirt right now: It is a bear and a cobra. My Morning Jacket have a song called “The Bear” and another song called “Cobra”. Coincidence?
Gmail subject line: "A kinda cool thing"
gillian: http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=18352146&ft=1&f=1032
ian: Thanks, G! I sleep on NPR so hard.
gillian: I was gonna post it on my tumblr but then I was like, "Well, then I'd be copping Ian's steeze."
ian: Dude. Go for it and i'll reblog it!
KAHZ MAKES HITS, I HIT THE GYM - IAN IS GETTING...
Saturday in my hungover state of being on the couch and watching The Food Network, the knowledge of the “Hot Brown” via Kentucky was bestowed upon. Had no idea what this fucking monster of a meal was. Seriously, no idea. Kentucky, one of the many jewels of the southeastish/almostbutnotquitemidwestish, creator of bourbon is the home of this open faced behometh of meat, cheese, cream,...
Went all out by staying in.
Saturday in my hungover state of being on the couch and watching The Food Network, the knowledge of the “Hot Brown” via Kentucky was bestowed upon. Had no idea what this fucking monster of a meal was. Seriously, no idea. Kentucky, one of the many jewels of the southeastish/almostbutnotquitemidwestish, creator of bourbon is the home of this open faced behometh of meat, cheese, cream,...
AUSTRALIA-2KGR8 - FELT, KAHZ, FELT
My third trip to the beautiful country down under has been, by far, my fav time here, and consequently (due to the fact i have terrible luck when things go right) i’m sitting on the couch of the apartment in Bondi Beach my friend Brian has sub-let from his writer friend for the past few months, with “fat foot”. I lost control and let the demons of the dancefloor that rage inside...
Good Morning.
The first thing I saw when I got off the train this morning was a pile of vomit.
Cast Iron Skills: Burgers
Burgers and fries. Combined with a pale ale and you have one of, in my opinion, the best comfort meals around. A perfect way to put the nails in the coffin of your shitty day and then to start a night of self loathing/life re-thinking. I had some left over ground chuck from Sunday’s chili that I didn’t use. I also had a bag of Trader Joe’s Chipotle Ranch Fries. Re-read that again...
R.I.P. i(an)Pod 2
My iPod went to Apple heaven today. After 3 years of above average service to my ears, she went to shit. It will be missed. As will the $400 that I need to find to purchase a 160 gig. I accept PayPal.
Termites will eat wood two times faster when... →
Thanks Soci!
I made chili today.
I spend a good amount of time reading food blogs. I think they’re incredibly interesting and provide a lot of useful information about something I think about, do, and love: cook and eat. This is my 3rd blog that I’ve started and one that I’ve put the most effort into. I’ve always wanted to start a food blog but, honestly, I feel weird taking pictures of my food. I...
If you eat at Hardee', then you will die. →
How
How do the Kottonmouth Kings have a greatest hits album? It’s a double disc, too. 2 CD’s that contain 39 songs about smoking weed. I don’t understand.
You Smell.... Different!
On the train this morning, the dude standing next to me smelled like brocolli rabe.
Bring Bad Design to Justice!!! →
Waterfalls in the East River? Okay! →
day in the life of taj
one of my favorite bike riders ever: http://etniesbmx.com/blog/2008/01/15/a-day-in-the-life-of-taj/
Pizza Flavored Beer. →
I could not imagine how bad this tastes.
Cast Iron Skllet. An Ode.
December 2006. Sur La Table on Spring Street. Walking the aisles aimlessly armed with a pocket full of newly acquired Christmas dough. A stranger in familiar territory. I recognize and know my surroundings but for some reason I’m feeling out of place. Regardless of my situation and insecurity, I’m determined. I will not be leaving this store empty handed. Sur La Table isn’t my...
Ami Underground →
This dude draws people on the train and then blogs the pictures.
You can be the next.... →
I read a good amount of productivity blogs and while a lot of them are helpful with GTD hints and the such, there are some really good gems. For example, tips on how to be a pop star.
Salsa
The only thing that will stop be from eating a jar of salsa is if I run out of chips or I’m physically removed from salsa/it from me. I cannot be stopped.
BMX Videos
Tonight I decided to put in my old BMX VHS tapes in the ol’ VCR for a little ride down memory lane. I watched Madd Matt and Style Cats. Both of these videos are around 12-15 years old. A few random thoughts: I’m getting old. Watching a recent BMX contest today with Dave Mirra still ruling shit the same way he was 10 years ago in a way shows how far the sport has progressed. You can...
Zen Burger
The people from Zen Palate have opened an all vegetarian fast food restaurant in Midtown-East. I hate on vegans and vegetarians alike but this concept blows my fucking mind. They plan on going national with it and will probably change the fast food game (if there still is one…). I’m going to check this out this week. www.zenburger.com Article at Midtown Lunch
Leif Valin
I met Leif at Camp Woodward about 10 years ago. He was one of the few flatland dudes that hung out over the summer. I borrowed his bike one time to go to the main office. Woodward is more or less in a valley between 2 small mountains. As I’m riding down this pretty big hill and take this corner I go to feather the rear brakes. As I do so the rear wheel comes off the ground, I get...
BOP
I just bought this DVD and, well, I’m pretty hype about it.
go back in time with this dude. →
Watchthis is probably one of the illest skateboard videos ever. great soundtrack too.
They('re) live(ing?)
For some reason this picture of HC: Reminds me of: I don’t know. You be the judge. Similiar jaw structure, facial expression, etc.
I almost hit a bitch.
Matt and I went on a bike ride tonight since it was warm out. Riding north up 7th ave towards Union St. in Park Slope, Matt sets off about half a block ahead. I get caught at a red light. This young lady starts walking into the street she gets maybe half way across the lane before she sees me and freaks the fuck out. I was trying to dash behind her as to not cross her path and cut her off. She...
R.I.P TUCKER'S BLOGGING CAREER →
— letsgetlucky
Pictures
of nothing. I went to Philly and I didn’t take any fucking pictures that were worth a shit. Why do I even bother?