As we hurtle towards the inevitable State of The Blog Address, I am beginning to primp and preen the site. Today I gathered the strength to click the “delete” button 14 times to rid the side bar of those sadly-defunct blogs I once considered allies in this disgusting pit of despair they call the Internet. Who knew that after five years of blogging I’d see so many friendly website fall by the wayside? Who knew that after five years of blogging I’d actually, you know, make some progress in attaining personal goals for myself. Who know that after five years of blogging I’d still be blogging? Whatever. I’ll write more about that next week when I issue the State of the Blog Address.
I probably should not have read this article, but the headline was too intriguing for me to ignore. MSNBC came up with a list of the ten spookiest sleeping disorders. These include nightmare disorder (near-nightly terrifying dreams from which you awaken with vivid memories in a cold sweat), “exploding head syndrome” (loud harsh noises which are heard just before the deep sleep period begins), sleep paralysis (you awaken and you can’t move) and sexsomnia, which sounds way cooler than it is. There was a girl at my college who was rumored to be a sexsomniac, and apparently used to masturbate in her sleep several times a night. Even in a school of about 2,000 kids I never managed to befriend her, even though I wanted to find out if the rumors were true. Now that I’ve read this article all the way through, I’m probably going to convince myself that I have all ten of these disorders. I’ll probably never sleep again. Awesome. [story]
This is kind of amazing. Steve Wiebe is going to make another public attempt at regaining the world’s highest Donkey Kong high score at the Game Developer’s Conference in San Francisco. I really liked The King Of Kong and continue to recommend it to friends. I for one hope he sets a new record. Apparently during his last public attempt he was a few thousand points short when he reached the game’s kill screen. Good luck, Steve! [story]
Dude, a Canadian took a picture of Sasquatch’s face? That seems really unlikely. I mean, I snapped like fifty pictures Sasquatch, but you don’t see me running to the press like some Page Six whore. I caught him with class. And dignity. And grace. [story]
This one seems a bit retarded, with all due respect to retards. ScienceNews reports that on Facebook, “What you see is what you get.” What that means is, a social networking profiles actually present an accurate version of a personality. The commonly held theory would be that people prefer to present an idealized version of their personality when they can hide behind a computer monitor. This is not true, researchers say. In fact, it is their belief that if you meet someone for the first time on Facebook, you are more likely to get an accurate glimpse of their personality than you would be if you met face to face. I am the exception to this rule. My Facebook profile picture shows me wearing a furry mask. I don’t walk around wearing a furry mask all day. I wish I could. Also, I would not consider “starvation” to really be an interest of mine (that was so college!), nor do my favorite activities include “gamma ray bursts” and “lahars”. The Game is not one of my favorite books. Of course, the statement, “A man with very little tact” probably does describe me better than I could ever describe myself to someone I just met. Maybe those researchers have a point. [story]
When Miles Kurosky once sang, “Have you heard / The days are getting shorter / What will you do when your suntan is faded and the summers gone” he probably wasn’t alluding to the Chilean earthquake of ’10, which actually shortened the length of a day on Earth by 1.26 microseconds. The jolt was so violent it likely shifted the planet’s axis. How insane is that? An island off the coast of Concepcion may have been raised 6 feet as a result of the quake. If microseconds are millionths of a second, how long would it take for us to lose an entire day because of this fucking earthquake? I mean, I’m sure I’ll be dead by then but it would still be cool to know. C’mon mathletes, be the first to let me know the answer and I’ll send you a Swan Fungus t-shirt. [story]
I haven’t really enjoyed college sports since, well, college I guess. I chose to attend two schools that didn’t have Division I football teams (one didn’t even have a football team!), so there wasn’t any sense in rooting for the school in any capacity. I think I mostly rooted for the schools to stop admitting douchebags from Jersey. I also rooted for my sister’s college (Northwestern), because I wanted to go there but I wasn’t smart enough. Do you have any idea how much pussy guys from the East Coast get at Midwestern schools? Oh well…if OleMiss University actually votes to make Admiral Ackbar their school mascot, I will absolutely adopt them as my new favorite college, and I will root for them in all manner of sporting events. [story]
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