Photography by 26 Merton Rd. Via Once Wed.
So, I’m giving blogging another go. Things are about to get interesting (FINALLY), I find a lot of crap on the internet that I want to share somewhere other than Twitter, and more.
Coming up soon:
Suburban Observations
The wonder of a perfect pop song
The craftsmanship of The Wire
And more. Once I figure out what that might be. Y’all come back now, y’hear?
Turns out, I do have a heart. And right now, it appears NOT to have a hole in it.
Of course, that’s another prospective migraine cause that goes down the drain.
I’ve been felled by yet another migraine, and when I’m not whining about the pain, I’m busy packing. Go on with out me!
Or, at the very least, enjoy this installment of Drunk History.
After a loooong hiatus, I finally figured out a way to have both my portfolio and my blog on the same site. Granted, I didn’t actually think about it in any detail till this morning. But, here we are. Goals for this time around: better and more frequent content and way more fun.
While I’m off trying to get things to work and creating little bits and bobs, please enjoy this mother of all Independence Day TV clips — the parade scene from the final episode of The Wonder Years. You might want to grab a Kleenex.
I am cheering for the Cardinals (though admittedly, it’s only for the purposes of a small wager with my dad and I have a stronger association of the Cards name to baseball) and really only looking forward to the half-time show (BRUUUUUCE!). Which is more than can usually be said for the Super Bowl. So, bring it on!
Well, unless I find something better to do.
Brought to you, randomly, by Fox Searchlight. As a video for Little Miss Sunshine. Weird.
Still, enjoy: “Coming Home”, by my new favorite band, The 88.
Ridiculous (but completely seasonable) cold, prescription sunglasses that have become my life-line, finally realizing that someone I thought was a close friend is actually someone who probably doesn’t give two shits about me. A common-ish occurrence in my life, actually. Or, the what other people consider ‘caring’ is so different from what I consider ‘caring’ that they will just never measure up. Meh, it’s just further proof that the plan I have brewing is the right one.
Anyway, we need to laugh more. So let’s watch the How I Met Your Mother Season 2 Gag Reel, shall we? Good idea!
