What I was really hanging around for, I was trying to feel some kind of a good-by. I mean I’ve left schools and places I didn’t even know I was leaving them. I hate that. I don’t care if it’s a sad good-by or a bad good-by, but when I leave a place I like to know I’m leaving it. If you don’t, you feel even worse.
The Catcher in the Rye
Holden Caulfield in Chapter 1
Who works harder?
This image was taken from the 31st floor of a building on Wacker Drive in Chicago. I do not know which building I captured, nor do I know to which company or companies I am looking in on. As such, I do not know if the office on the left has any connection to the office on the right. However, I am pretty sure the person who works in the office on the left is a hell of a lot busier than the person who works in the office on the right…
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[please read as if singing the opening to Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band]
It was 30 years ago yesterday
that Sony gave portable music a play
Maybe the technology’s gone out of style
But it was guaranteed to raise a smile
Ok, nevermind the singing. Anyway, just this morning I was complaining that I didn’t have enough room on my 30 gig iPod to load up some music I wanted. Currently, my iPod contains nearly 5000 songs and over 14 days worth of continuous music. Just imagine what we might be carrying around or have access to technology wise 30 years from now?
While reading a news story from the online Chicago Tribune (a column written by a local Chicago radio personality Steve Dahl about the recent celebrity deaths), I saw the following histerical comment - written by Ruth from Kenosha, WI:
“Celebrity deaths do come in 3’s - Ed Mcmahon,Farrah Fawcett,then Michael Jackson. Leave it up to Billy Mays to throw in the fourth one ABSOLUTELY FREE. “
Good job, Ruth.
Back in my youth when I used to share an apartment, I remember overhearing a fight between my room mate and his girlfriend of the time who often spent the weekend. She was complaining about the grocery bill, and in particular about how much money he spent on toilet paper. She asked him, “Why do you go through so much toilet paper every week?” His loud and angry answer was, “Because I don’t want my hand to smell like shit!”
Well, technology and genius of invention have finally come together to solve his problem (albeit, 15 years too late). This video and blog post are dedicated to him, who I shall only refer to by his initials: M.S.
Robert Furchgott, the nobel-prize winning scientist, died at age 92 on 5/19/2009.
[WARNING: JOKE ALERTS]
A closed casket ceremony was planned for his funeral. Unfortunately, this was not possible for obvious reasons.
OR
Instead of flying the US flag at half-mast in his honor…
I guess cleanliness really is next to godliness!
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[in case you couldn’t tell, these are decorative holy soaps]
If he said he likes robots instead of turtles, this could have been the greatest video ever!
Infantile, sure. I fully admit it. And, as someone who calls himself Mr. Wisdumb, I really have no grounds to be making fun of anyone’s name. However, a BBC News story mentions this guy’s name four times: Mr. Dikshit.
