Mathematical Charts of any type of music are funny, that's all there is to it. This site makes me laugh, and I don't even really listen to that much rap music. Really spend some time with this chart here - it's pretty frickin' genius! I love it.
During a particularly partiotic moment last year when I was a'livin' in france, I made this entry about my favorite highway in St. Louis. No one's edited it! So, those who actually look to Wikilou.com for their information (and they should) about the main highways (44's soon to become THE MAIN one) in my town will get my candid opinion about what your love of 44 means about you.
Hey you! You should make an entry on the wiki. If it's funny/obscure enough, it will stay for a year -- like mine has. I don't know why, but I'm quite proud of that. Even the picture of my favorite billboard has remained ("Everybody's NUTS...pistachios!")
I encourage all my buddies to write one up -- & if you do, send it on over. :)
I was looking at this site of old pictures of St.Louis and I saw a streetcar. How cool are streetcars? I remember being really a big fan of them when I spent a little bit of time in Vienna (and Brussels, too) So just found this old streetcar route map from 1942. Look at all the places it went! (I don't know why its black like that - it was white background on the site - but the red lines were for the streetcars.) Can you dig it? Click on it so you can go to the site. Its almost as cool as this fantasy metro picture. I still cannot find out where this picture came from, but I'd place my bets on it having come from heaven.
I want the race to be Clinton, Edwards and Biden. I love Biden, he is such a rogue. I also like how he answers the stooopid debate questions ("would you support any of these candidates if they won the nomination? is that EVEN a question!) like he's George Clooney at a press junket. I believe his answer to that question was, "heck no!"
I'm tired of the major news places only talking about clinton v. obama. So Obama gave a great speech at the convention in 04 -- public speaking is not the make or break it issue for me, (there are other issues I care about more) so i just sorta want him to step off.
I'm no good at this angry political stuff. These debates-a-makin' me crazy! I just don't want a non-dem in the oval office...oh dear.
Mostly, I'm just mad that there's a Barack fundraiser at Joe's tonight. grrr.
SO important, she's on politco.com - just mention her name at any American Legion or after-church social, etc.... and you're sure to get the best cookies in all of southeast Iowa, and yelled at if you don't support my man John Edwards.
Melissa and Matt at my local Geek-Squaditorium hooked me up with some RAM (Really Awesome Microchip-thing) today, and my laptop (it's too late to give it a name) is running like whoa. I love talking to random people - especially if they're behind counters - so it was really double the fun for me.
I used to bring a book to read so I'd have something to do while my computer thought for 10 minutes about opening a new window. No more! Its a thrill.
What was especially cool -- this band played back in the Gaslight Square days, so they were all awesomely aged and so cool! They also were very appreciative of the dancers that came out. Music and dance - they go together! The music was just so joyful, we brought fried chicken, we ate it, and if I ever described an evening as "merry" I would so pin that tail on this donkey.
Recognize the song? Well, its the end so you probably wouldn't...but I'll tell ya. Its the St. Louis Blues! Represent!
Val and I had a little Charleston-off, even bad dancers were dancing gleefully and with abandon...it was glorious. I almost caught the vibe of those old supper clubs (like the one in white christmas, wow) that I really wish I could've/could go to.
You know what I'm talkin' bout.
I don't see how anyone can be snooty about Joes...it's just great.
We had so much fun on Halloween. Mer was Barbie, I was Aretha Franklin and we dragged Mark out in a sheet with a scarf on his head (he was Yassar Arafar or some facsimile thereof) and we met Schaper, who was a "prisoner" and went down to Boots on Cherokee.