Pressure

Understanding “pressure” as we conventionally refer to it is flawed. Too often, pressure is the lack of options. If the phrase were “Do or Die Or Get Ice Cream” it would change the intrinsic motivation of the situation. Perhaps then, we need to change the possible outcomes of any situation to include a third option and move away from the binary finality we embrace as creatures of fact. Creatively...

The Empty Seat

Long blond hair falls over the back I’m accosted by her perfume as she taps away Important messages 160 characters at a time About the guy sniffling profusely behind her She’s drinking some obnoxious drink Preceded by double or half Post fixed by atté or oca. I know better than to be wishing for the lid to pop Soaking those leggings she adores as pants And the top that plunges into her neckline Like her serial...

Why Farmville Isn’t The Least Bit Green

The following is an infographic I made about Farmville. I didn’t include the statistics for the servers that run Farmville, just the users. Sources: http://www.carbonfund.org/site/pages/carbon_calculators/category/Assumptions http://www.appdata.com/facebook/apps/index/id/102452128776 http://www.carbonify.com/carbon-calculator.htm 28 million daily active users 15minutes/per person * 28million = 7 million hours 300...

A More Than Friend Request – How Prostitutes...

Heather (Names have been changed) is a gorgeous thirty-something brunette. The day we met, she shared an elevator with me in the Empire State Building. I hit the button to go to the 58th floor, and she trotted in, just beating the doors. The smell of very expensive perfume chased in right behind her. “Can you push 73 for me?” She asked. She leaned back on the rail that surrounds middle of the elevator’s...

The Huntington Beach Incident of ’09

I’ve held off on telling this story, largely because I wasn’t sure if I wanted to embrace how stupid it is, or if I wanted to take it to the grave with me. In the spirit of good memoirs, I’ve decided to embrace the stupidity. For a couple of weeks during the summer, some buddies and I got into an escalating series of “Who will blink first” style encounters. It started out small, like drinking...

Five Toasts You Need To Know

  Why Don’t We Toast?   The other night while drinking and telling lies with a friend, the tenuous topic of toasts came up. A toast is a rare thing anymore, and those who do say more than one word before guzzling down drinks frequently do it in a language besides English. I think we need to change this. From the 1880′s to just after prohibition, toasting was an obsession in America, much like the drinks...