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Brought to you by my cold-medicine-influenced earworm of the day:
Brought to you by my cold-medicine-influenced earworm of the day:
A sign my brain is out to get me: All morning by brain has been singing to me a mash up of Billy Joel’s Big Shot and Run DMC/Aerosmith’s Walk This Way. Mostly it’s the words to Walk This Way as sung by Billy Joel and to Big Shot’s melody. And I hate the musical…
The thought I was thinking sometime after 03:00 this morning but was too zoned to put together the skills required to post this online: I would be able to sleep if I could just clear this ticklish lump from my throat. Judging by the difficulty of this task and the general location of the ticklishness…
This wouldn’t be necessary if you weirdos would stop fondling the trash cans in public restrooms.
Engaging in bad behaviors Fudge shop? Yes, we are buying it out.
Catching up with Facebook in a coffee shop, just like they used too.
Doesn’t eat picked beets. Still worth keeping. It’s my baby treating me right on my birthday trip.
When tailing a log file the appropriate verb to use when talking about the application writing to the log is ‘poop’. As in: I was tailing the log while trying to authenticate and with every request I could see it poop out an error message.
I’m guessing there are at least two other members on Metafilter that listen to Do or D-I-Y on WFMU. How else to explain this and this popping up as threads so soon after they were featured on the latest show/podcast? Or maybe it’s just a bit of synchronicity and the world really does appear to…
I was ambivalent about Ryan Miller previously. He’s now my favorite goalie: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FvE82q4yKEM