I don’t know how I haven’t posted this yet, but here’s Rem-dawg and Orsillo’s in-depth analysis of a pizza fight in the stands:
I think I’m going to get a poster made of the guy’s face when Andersen spills his beer.
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Know Your Zones
Someone combined Google Maps with the DC taxi zones system, so you don’t have to rely on that 99% blank map in the cab’s back seat to know whether or not you’re getting ripped off:
Courtesy of DCist: Go, Go, Google D.C. Taxi Maps
Or you can use the government version that looks like it was made in 1995.
Or they could just switch to timed meters. I don’t understand how they live off of the $8 they receive for 45 minutes in traffic.
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So it goes
From the NY Times:
To Mr. Vonnegut, the only possible redemption for the madness and apparent meaninglessness of existence was human kindness. The title character in his 1965 novel, “God Bless You, Mr. Rosewater,” summed up his philosophy:
“Hello, babies. Welcome to Earth. It’s hot in the summer and cold in the winter. It’s round and wet and crowded. At the outside, babies, you’ve got about a hundred years here. There’s only one rule that I know of, babies — ‘God damn it, you’ve got to be kind.’ ”
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Shadow Day
A sampling of the more interesting career choices offered to the RMHS Class of 2002 for Shadow Day:
Acupuncturist
Arborist – Trees
Administrative Assistant
Chef
Computers
Cosmetology
Detective
Funeral Service
Forestry
Probation Officer
Photographer
Postal Carrier
Religious Life
Ranger – Boston Parks
Recruiter – Army
Your Idea “With School OK”
Zoo KeeperAs Tom Petty once said, the future is wide open.
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This Used to be My Playground
Reading’s coolest playground, Imagination Station, is no more. And the Chronicle’s front page coverage was depressing:
The community came together to build it, and apparently communities don’t build very long-lasting playgrounds.
But Imagination Station had a lot going for it, such as the walkie talkie spots and tunnels.
I remember how excited I was the day I found the secret burrow that gave you access to UNDERNEATH all of the structures. Not long after I was told that the playground had a major rat infestation problem and that that’s where the rats scurried about stockpiling their discarded ice cream wrappers.
Please, leave your favorite Imagination Station memories in the comments so it can live on through this blog, if not the pile of lumber pictured above.
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Zim-Zima
Holy crap. The last time Zima was available, I didn’t even understand the concept of alcohol.But like everything else that was once mediocre, it’s been revived solely on the grounds of name recognition.
So if you’ve outgrown Sprite but aren’t quite ready for anything else, toss me the keys to the Zima.
The lemon-lime drink was part of the “clear craze” of the 1990s that produced products such as Crystal Pepsi and Clear Tab.
Thanks to CK for the heads up.
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Please Come to Boston in the Spring…
…it’s a beautiful thing.
It’s one of the most beautiful days of the year – Opening Day. Hope springs eternal.
It’s like 80 degrees in DC today, so it doesn’t feel entirely Spring-like, but I’m not complaining. In fact, I’m going for a Tidal Basin cherry blossom run.
Here are some Red Sox goodies for you loyal Boston natives:
Sweet background:
MP3: Talkin’ Baseball (Red Sox edition)
Jimmy Rice
Was oh so nice
when he hit
when he hit
when he hitSadly no Butch Hobson mentions.
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April, Fools
Well, it’s my first April Fools Day in the professional world, but today’s Sunday so all the wild employment-risking office pranks I had planned will have to wait.
This being a day of rest, I started the morning with Facebook and Gmail and found that those pranksters had some fun of their own:
UPDATE: Check out Lifehacker’s April Fool’s Day posts, such as how to cure seasonal depression with the Macarena.
And Google unveils broadband through your toilet – a “quick, easy and largely sanitary process”
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I Need.
First things first: sod the iPhone. Yeah, you read right, forget about it. Stop saving 10-percent of your pay-packet every month, don’t sign 18 to 24 months of your life away to Cingular, think laterally, not with the crowd. Helio have just blown everyone out of the water, and ironically they’ve done it with the Ocean.
Dual-slide for both number pad and full QWERTY. 3G for screaming downloads. Two-megapixel camera with flash, GPS, full HTML browser, 2.4-inch 260k colour QVGA display, on-board stereo speakers, 200MB of internal memory and microSD for more than 2GB more, USB Mass Storage Mode with PC and Mac compatibility… I’m throwing all this out in one fat chunk because if I were to talk you through it we’d be here all day.
$300. Half as much as the iPhone.
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Drink Up
“Truth is, I’ve always been thirsty”
-Ed Bloom, Sr. – Big FishEven back when a sip of my Dad’s wine would make me spit fire in the backyard, I loved beverages. I would ask my parents to buy me a drink every time we went somewhere. My “cool empty bottle” collection was my favorite, if not the cleanliest, of all my packrat collections. As I started drinking alcohol and becoming a nutrition freak (the latter preceded the former by a few years fortunately) I found all kinds of new beverages to quench my thirst.
And apparently I’m not the only one who loves beverages. The New York Times’ most emailed article yesterday was You Are Also What You Drink.
In case you’re busy, I’ll summarize for you:
everything with high fructose corn syrup: bad
(pretty much everything at the store)
coffee: questionable
tea: probably good
alcohol: bad, red wine studies be damned
