and I quite enjoy this site:
http://stuffwhitepeoplelike.wordpress.com/
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
The Arcade Fire
As you may or may not know, The Arcade Fire is one of m'very favorite bands. To me, you will be hard pressed to find someone who rocks better than them. As an example, here is one of my bestest, most favoritist of their songs, 4%20Intervention.mp3 . Melissa and I saw them in LA last year, and the energy at that show was unmatched by pretty much any other band I have ever seen.
But in addition to making amazing songs, they are breaking new ground by utilizing the worldwide net to their advantage. For example, they have created a few mini websites for some of the songs off their latest album, Neon Bible. These sites act like music videos for the songs, but the cool thing is that you can interact with each site and control what is going on by rolling over and clicking around. For a good time, click on the following links to see what I am talking about. Spend some time with them, they are way cool:
http://www.neonbible.com/readme.html
http://rorrimkcalb.com/arcadefire.html
http://www.beonlineb.com/click_around.html
But in addition to making amazing songs, they are breaking new ground by utilizing the worldwide net to their advantage. For example, they have created a few mini websites for some of the songs off their latest album, Neon Bible. These sites act like music videos for the songs, but the cool thing is that you can interact with each site and control what is going on by rolling over and clicking around. For a good time, click on the following links to see what I am talking about. Spend some time with them, they are way cool:
http://www.neonbible.com/readme.html
http://rorrimkcalb.com/arcadefire.html
http://www.beonlineb.com/click_around.html
Sunday, February 17, 2008
Delayed (update)
Just to let everybody know, I arrived in Salt Lake at about 1:00 am, only 6 1/2 hours after I arrived at the San Diego airport. Not bad for an hour and a half flight.
Also, I purchased some Peanut M&Ms to eat on the plane, but the first thing that they tell us when we board at 9:45 is that we can't open anything with peanuts in them because someone had a severe peanut allergy. What a roast!
Also, I purchased some Peanut M&Ms to eat on the plane, but the first thing that they tell us when we board at 9:45 is that we can't open anything with peanuts in them because someone had a severe peanut allergy. What a roast!
Saturday, February 16, 2008
Delayed
Sitting in the airport is awesome. I usually find myself quite amused by airport life. Cranking the iPod, watching the world go by and wondering how some of these people managed to get a plane ticket. I find myself wondering if maybe they would have been better off buying a square meal for themselves, not to mention some clothes and a place to stay, but whatever.
Today, however, is not so awesome. I'm heading to Utah for a few days and had a 7:05 flight on JetBlue. So, I arrived the customary 90 minutes early, just in case something goes wrong. Immediately I find out that my flight is now leaving at 8:16, so I'm WAY early. Great, no big deal, I'll crank some tunes, buy a big Coke and read a bit.
One bonus is that I discovered a sports bar showing the NBA 3-point and Slam Dunk contests—so maybe things won't be so bad. Wrong. It is now 8:24, and I am not leaving till probably 9:30. So, I was WAY, WAY early. The plane I am waiting for is arriving soon, but it has to sit on the runway while another plane lands, boards and takes off. How did they manage that? I called to butting in line, but they didn't listen. So I have to wait here longer. At least I don't have to wait on the plane I guess.
To top it off, there is no where to sit at my gate. Oh, rest assured, there are a lot of seats without people sitting in them, but they all have their poop on them, and when I give them dirty looks, they just look the other way and pretend they didn't see me. So now I am at another gate, hoping that somehow my flight doesn't change again and I miss it. I do feel bad for my brother-in-law, who was to pick me up at 10 pm Utah time, but now it will be about 1 am. Again, that's awesome.
In fact, maybe I should go sit at the gate, on the hard tile floor in the hallway, that sounds like fun.
This is what I look like when I've been at the airport for 3 hours, with another to go:
Today, however, is not so awesome. I'm heading to Utah for a few days and had a 7:05 flight on JetBlue. So, I arrived the customary 90 minutes early, just in case something goes wrong. Immediately I find out that my flight is now leaving at 8:16, so I'm WAY early. Great, no big deal, I'll crank some tunes, buy a big Coke and read a bit.
One bonus is that I discovered a sports bar showing the NBA 3-point and Slam Dunk contests—so maybe things won't be so bad. Wrong. It is now 8:24, and I am not leaving till probably 9:30. So, I was WAY, WAY early. The plane I am waiting for is arriving soon, but it has to sit on the runway while another plane lands, boards and takes off. How did they manage that? I called to butting in line, but they didn't listen. So I have to wait here longer. At least I don't have to wait on the plane I guess.
To top it off, there is no where to sit at my gate. Oh, rest assured, there are a lot of seats without people sitting in them, but they all have their poop on them, and when I give them dirty looks, they just look the other way and pretend they didn't see me. So now I am at another gate, hoping that somehow my flight doesn't change again and I miss it. I do feel bad for my brother-in-law, who was to pick me up at 10 pm Utah time, but now it will be about 1 am. Again, that's awesome.
In fact, maybe I should go sit at the gate, on the hard tile floor in the hallway, that sounds like fun.
This is what I look like when I've been at the airport for 3 hours, with another to go:
Wednesday, February 06, 2008
Frank is retarded
So, the other morning, we found ourselves lying in bed, watching some TV. I could hear a banging noise that sounded like Frank playing with a box, however, both Melissa and I ignored it, thinking that he had found a new toy or something. After a minute, it dawned on us to see what exactly he was up to, since we didn't remember a box being in the room. Well, as you can see, Frank had found the empty Kleenex box that Mel had thrown on the floor. His head was stuck in there, and he couldn't get it out. We laughed SO HARD. At this point, he had just given up and was leaning against the wall. After we got our chuckles out, grabbed the box while he pulled his head out. It was really stuck on there. If we hadn't been home, it would have been on there all day. What a weird cat.
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