Monday, April 13, 2009

This is why I don't Twitter

(Aside from the fact that I only, like, 89% understand it. And I don't have a cellphone-y/handheld communication device on which to post things when not at my computer.)


Okay, Castle's on. One more show, a few hours reading, then bed.


I just got a good idea for a webcomic. I’m going to work on it as soon as Castle starts. Multi-tasking helps me feel like TV's not a waste of lifespan.


I also love Lacey. And Cheryl. And Edyta.


I love Julianne Hough. But IMDb says she’s only 21. I’m 32. Am I ALLOWED to have a crush on her? Or am I gross?


Who is publishing Alex Toth Goes Hollywood? I can't find anything about it online, other than that it comes out this week. Is there a publisher? Did it spontaneously generate?


I love hearing the name Edyta Sliwinska pronounced out loud. It's too bad for her that Lawrence Taylor sucks ass at dancing.


I believe in freedom of speech, "flag desecration" and all, but I do NOT believe in Chelsie Hightower's shirt.


Dancing With The *s in a mater of minutes!!!


This made me laugh out loud: (that link-y thing)


OMG, there’re no comics I want to read coming out this week! I count just four. You’re ruining my Wednesday afternoon, comics!


The message of Milo The Bunny: Big, huge, deformed, goonish looking people are still of value, on account of being big.


Llama Llama Misses Mama
is the best of the Llama Llama books. I almost cried in the middle though. I have some kinda cries-reading-children’s-books disorder I think.


Eleanor Davis’ Eisner-nominated Stinky isn’t half-bad. Review...tomorrow...?


Nice, not only did I get a freelance check I also got my tax return! That's tens and tens of dollars! I’m going to buy so many groceries tomorrow!


Some financial advice: Buying Chinese take-out with your credit card is probably a pretty dumb idea. Delicious, but dumb.


Hurry up freelance checks, I need groceries!


Can one make a dinner out of fake meat crumbles, rice and onions with no sauce, gravy or broth?


The third-to-last sentence in Tucker’s Daredevil: Noir review made me laugh out loud: (link-y thing). Good job Tucker.


What is up with The Beat today? And there’s no Journalista. You let me down today, comics blogosphere.


Ha ha Mel Gibson's getting a divorce! It's funny because he's Catholic.


Having two mindless tasks to alternate between at work makes both seem less mindless.


Portishead and New Order round out the set that plays on way to work. CD 101 is a good station.


I like 311—or at least the songs they play on the radio—but I don’t know why exactly. I can’t point to anything in particular that I like about those songs.


I hate Coldplay, but I don’t know why exactly. I can’t point to a deficiency, beyond just not liking ‘em.


I miss my hair most when it rains; hair absorbs the rain water and keeps it out of your eyes.


Woo-hoo! I have enough quarters in my change jar to buy a bagel, like fancy, rich people eat.


Out of cereal! And bread! Breakfast options: Baby carrots or leftover spinach and potato soup…?


What’s up with centaurs? If “taur” has something to do with bull—taurus, minotaur—shouldn’t centaurs be half bull?


Had my first dream about Obama last night; he and the first lady and I were waiting for a bus to Miami at my grandparent’s house.

10 comments:

Tucker Stone said...

Coldplay is one of those things where you don't need a reason. You just a facial expression, and the ability to sound really shocked when you say "...you mean you don't?! Look, I gotta go. My hair's on fire."

LurkerWithout said...

"Yellow" doesn't make my ears bleed or change the radio station.

*hangs head in shame*

Still at least they're not Nickleback...

snell said...

No, you're not allowed to have a crush on her. The universal rule is "half your age +7," so you can't lust after any girl younger than 23.

SallyP said...

Hey, Caleb. In a few short weeks, the dandylions will be big enough so that you can dig them up, and eat them! Apparently the roots can be ground and roasted into a decent facsimile of coffee, and the leaves make a nice salad!

I don't understand twittering either.

jason quinones said...

coldplay = mediocrity at it's worst. (best??? whichever! they suck.)

plus, he's gotta be partly responsible for naming his kid apple. wtf is up with that??

jason quinones said...

twitter's for people who feel like they wanna write but obviously can't!

people who just wanna spit out non sequiturs out onto the web to create the illusiion that they're being witty or introspective.

unlike most "tweeters", you caleb can write, write well and are not afraid to go WELL OVER 140 characters to make your point.

Caleb said...

No, you're not allowed to have a crush on her. The universal rule is "half your age +7," so you can't lust after any girl younger than 23.Oh man, I am a gross old man. I formally renounce my crush on Julianne Hough. She's a good dancer though! And she's cute. (I can say young people are cute still, right?) But if she breaks up with her country singer boyfriend and calls me up and says "Caleb, I am sick of rich, handsome famous boys, I want a poor, bald, decrepit-looking person for a change, what are you doing Friday night?" I'll have to turn her down and tell her that I'm busy. Blogging.

Seriously though, I'd never heard that rule. Thanks.


In a few short weeks, the dandylions will be big enough so that you can dig them up, and eat them! My childhood experiences eating dandelions (and other weeds and grasses) left a bad taste in my mouth. Ha ha!

I've tried vegetable gardening a few summers, but I never get anything edible. I do like digging and weeding, but it's always been a big waste of time, produce production wise.


plus, he's gotta be partly responsible for naming his kid apple. wtf is up with that??I've seen that guy, the lead singer--John Coldplay?--on the TV a few times and he seems like a cool guy. (Like, in Extras, for example). So I feel kind of bad for hating him.


twitter's for people who feel like they wanna write but obviously can't!Thanks for the kind words, but I didn't/don't mean to impugns twitter-ers at all. I actually read and enjoy some folks' things (like, I read through Kevin Church's twitter feed when I go to his site for example, and often follow the links he provides).

My point was just that my day-to-day life is pretty unexciting and would likely end up being nothing more than observations about Dancing With the Stars and what I was eating that day.

I find the extreme limitation on words/characters fascinating, as the hardest writing I've ever done is reviews with a word count limit of, like, 50 words or 150 words or whatever. So I think it would be a cool exercise in a lot of ways, but I'm just not tech savvy enough for it. Or interested in being interesting.

Plus, I've got this blog stuff to do already.

Caleb said...

Er, I probably should have spell-checked and format-checked that.

Phillyradiogeek said...

For Twitter haters everyone, this video is respectfully dedicated:

http://welshbluemeanie.blogspot.com/2009/03/joker-on-twitter.html

engelcox said...

For some reason, the British keep making stars out of bands with male-lead falsetto singers. I didn't care much for Radiohead, either, but Coldplay is like all the parts of Radiohead without any of the parts that made Radiohead a decent band. That said, at least the lead-off song from La Vida wasn't as bad as "Yellow" or "Clocks."

Half your age, plus 7? Oh, my, I might have to stop watching TV and movies all together.