Woefully Inconsistent Delusions of Adequacy

Klosterman on Beatles. Like John Donne was on his first son.

Wed, 09 Sep 2009 14:40:53 -0600

Klosterman on Beatles. Like John Donne was on his first son.:

Usually pretty ambivalent to this bespectacled bro from ND, but this was pretty funny.

I love Karin Andersson, but seriously, this video will add to...

Wed, 09 Sep 2009 07:59:00 -0600

I love Karin Andersson, but seriously, this video will add to the myriad of f-ed up dreams I have been having lately.

"Insipid, chattery, catch-phrase blathering life."

Fri, 28 Aug 2009 12:17:53 -0600

“Insipid, chattery, catch-phrase blathering life.”

- http://www.mcsweeneys.net/2009/8/25schmidt.html

McSweeney’s (p.s. Matt I didn’t realize you had already posted this).

I want this shirt. Really.

Mon, 24 Aug 2009 13:04:50 -0600

I want this shirt. Really.

Chuck Darwin + The Knife

Fri, 21 Aug 2009 10:37:00 -0600

Chuck Darwin + The Knife:

The powers that be clearly want me to travel to Copenhagen in one year.

I f-ing love you. No really.

Thu, 20 Aug 2009 13:26:07 -0600

I f-ing love you. No really.

"Spoilers I’ve Delivered To English Lit Majors. BY WAYNE GLADSTONE - - - - Godot never..."

Thu, 20 Aug 2009 08:37:27 -0600

“

Spoilers I’ve Delivered To English Lit Majors.

BY WAYNE GLADSTONE

- - - -

Godot never comes.

Bartleby is a lot like humanity in his preferring not to.

Peyton Farquhar sure has an active imagination at Owl Creek.

Your close reading skills and knowledge of symbolism will not be rewarded in your job as a lawyer or coffee barista.

”

- McSweeney’s Internet Tendency

"Gingersnaps You’re in some scene − under an awning outside a café for a friend while..."

Tue, 18 Aug 2009 08:04:49 -0600

“Gingersnaps
You’re in some scene − under an awning outside a café for a friend while it’s raining, say; or perhaps you’re sitting at the kitchen table after dinner, reading on your laptop; then again, maybe you’re standing at the train station one evening, awaiting the arrival of the 8:07 − and it’s a fair situation, comfortable enough, nothing special. Then imagine the same scene, except someone gave you a gingersnap. Boom − everything is better, everything is sharper and more poignant. That’s what gingersnaps add. We recommend them.”

- McSweeney’s

Get out of town!

Mon, 17 Aug 2009 07:52:41 -0600

Get out of town!

Little known fact: In 1997, Thom Yorke, Elliott Smith, and Conor Oberst signed an historical accord to make our formative high school years depressing as hell.

Fri, 07 Aug 2009 13:36:41 -0600

indierawk:

-Anatomy of a Hipster #57.

I adore quantum mechanics

Fri, 08 May 2009 17:53:23 -0600

This may trump the well interpretation Lisa.

topherchris:

I think the concept of Schrödinger’s cat also applies to old lovers you haven’t talked to in a long time.

The Copenhagen interpretation of quantum mechanics implies that after a while with no communication, your ex is simultaneously alive and dead. Yet, when you track them down on Facebook (or through other means), you see your ex either alive or dead, not a mixture of alive and dead.

Nuggets. Nuggets! NUGGETS!

Wed, 06 May 2009 00:00:00 -0600

“I have to apologize to George Karl and the Denver Nuggets because I did not realize they were that good. I didn’t realize they had turned that defensive corner…They are the best basketball team in the West right now. They are playing the best basketball in the West.”

Finally a little bit of respect from a national commentator for a Denver sports team. So I don’t think anyone outside the realm of Denver sports fans realizes how Colorado becomes a flyover state for all sports. It’s easy for sportscasters to not only forget about the Mile High City, but also to completely dismiss our athletes and coaches as a high altitude anomaly that will bound to disappoint. To their credit, we hardcore Denver sports fans have been disappointed a number of times by teams we have poured our hearts into (4 Super Bowl losses before a win…getting swept in the World Series…etc.) But we don’t touch Philly who up until last year’s World Series owned the title of Disappointment Town, USA.

But, in reality, Denver should rank as one of the best sports cities in the US for a number of reasons, and sportscasters fail to recognize this. The fans are exceptionally dedicated (even though we have a number of band wagon jumpers), and they will still be a fan despite years of shame. As a by product of being raised on all Denver sports, but particularly the Broncos, I will always enter football season with as much optimism as I can muster. And that’s typically a lot. (Side note: this may explain why the fall/winter is an extreme roller coaster of emotions for me). Even though it may appear that Josh McDaniels is actually still working for Bill Belechick and attempting to sabotage the Broncos’ season (a newly evolved plot to top his previous video scheme?), I still have a little pocket of hope that this fall can turn around 3 seasons of no playoffs for my favorite Broncos (I will NEVER call them the Donkeys, no matter how poorly they play).

Ultimately, I am THRILLED beyond reason to see the Nuggets do so well, particularly with Chauncey. I remember when he went to GW and then again when he went to CU (thanks Madre for the constant Buffs updates). The last time the Nuggets were in the 2nd round of the playoffs I was in 4th grade, and I remember having nearly everyone we knew over to watch the games at the house on Madison. And I welcome all the band wagoners who joined up with the Rox in 2007 as they hustle to catch the ride. The more the merrier.

Time for writing...

Tue, 05 May 2009 01:07:49 -0600

I owe Mr. Wallace the longest letter in the history of letters. This I plan to do. Very soon. Very very soon. There is Italo Calvino to be discussed.

Look, ma! I'm finally in cartoon form!

Sat, 18 Apr 2009 18:39:39 -0600

Look, ma! I'm finally in cartoon form!

"That’s not a meatball. That’s my brain!"

Wed, 15 Apr 2009 23:58:27 -0600

“That’s not a meatball. That’s my brain!”

- Anna, heard round the lab

p.s.

Wed, 15 Apr 2009 23:57:55 -0600

The study companion has been fantastic as well. Wwwwwwink.

I'm a tired lady.

Wed, 15 Apr 2009 23:56:40 -0600

That’s really it. This is the last week of studying before that silly test that will help me do the things I want to do. What I’ve realized is that as much as I hate to admit it, Oprah was flippin right. About running. She said, “Running is the greatest metaphor for life because you get out of it what you put in.” Now I am 99% sure this is some sort of logical fallacy, but I really couldn’t care less because I can back it up.

What I mean to say is that life imitates running. When I started my TPR class, one of the teachers compared prepping for the test with running a marathon in the sense that he could help us all he could in the 2.5 hrs a week he saw us, but if we didn’t get our own asses in gear, it would be like working with Meb Keflezghi (ok ok he didn’t use Meb as an example, but I want to) 2.5 hrs a week, then sitting around eating Cheetos (yum) and expecting to run a 2:18 (ok so he didn’t say 2:18, but I thought I would add some details…a la “July, July”…if anyone gets why I used that reference without looking up the lyrics holler acha gurl).

I digress. So really, the point of this is to say that I have been doing my Sunday long runs, my fartleks and my tempo runs. And this week is the crunch time (i.e. about 2-3 weeks before the big race) when the workouts are crucial. Break down that muscle fiber now, so it builds up more strongly come race day. Create muscle memory and learn how to push yourself to go harder and faster particularly when the pain sets in. Tap into the glycogen stores.

Thusly, after working an eight hour day and coaching for two hours and going on a quick run, I have spent each night this week at Stella’s powering though passages, focusing on my form, using my arms to drive my knees (“Pull straight back with your elbows”), and erm…well…POEing my brains out. Woot for mixed metaphors.

This means, next week is like the last 10 days before the big race. Recover your muscles, but still keep them active. Taper taper taper.

And my verbal teacher compared this all to performing opera. Pssssssshhh.

Also, this test looks more like a 10k than a marathon. And I’m aiming for negative splits and a HUGE PR.

So 19 hours after I got up this morning, I’m crashing………………..

Fuck you Brandon Flowers. No seriously.

Tue, 07 Apr 2009 23:39:16 -0600

Fuck you Brandon Flowers. No seriously. :

Could you possibly bastardize this song any more? You pretentious pretty boy bastard. You should have stopped at Hot Fuss.

Heard round the track

Fri, 03 Apr 2009 21:31:16 -0600

Super fast 800 runner: You guys are totally getting married.
Me: No. That will never happen.
Super fast 800 runner: No you will, and you are going to have kids.
Fellow coach: Nope. Not even a bit.
Super fast 800 runner: But before you make babies, you have to make guacamole and stuff.

Coming soon...er...maybe

Mon, 30 Mar 2009 23:22:40 -0600

A 21+ part series on why everyone and their cousins should be listening to Doomtree.

I’m serious. Get on it.