California's a strange place.

This is cool:

The following collection of sentences are definitely not worth reading

Eerie shit keeps happening in my brain. A couple of nights ago I thought to myself, "I wonder what Monica [person I used to hang out with years back] is up to?" Then I checked my e-mail, and learned that she had just added me as a friend on Facebook. Just now, for no reason at all, I was thinking about a professor at U. of T. named Tom Hurka, whose work I based part of the second chapter of my thesis on. Then I started reading a thread of comments on a blog, and guess who left a comment? Last night, I was thinking about how my friend Dillon is getting married, and then I walked right into his friend Nick who I now know is working in Korea.

Coincidences are only coincidences, and as Douglas Adams wrote somewhere, it would be a lot stranger if there weren't any of them. Still, it's weird.

There's a sizable wet stain on my wall and I have no idea how it got there. Cool.

If you like video games, check out Gears of War for X-Box 360. My next door neighbor Randel just got it, and it's the most beautiful looking game I have ever seen. Also, you get to use a gun that has a chainsaw bayonet on it, which is obviously one of the most awesome things ever conceived of.

Kurt Vonnegut Jr. is dead...

...but Tom Clancy, Danielle Steele, and Dan Brown are still alive. Some kinda shitty planet we live on.

I played basketball for three hours last night. I haven't owned anything resembling athletic footwear since grade nine, so I played in Chucks. My knees are sore as hell. I'm going to buy a pair of basketball shoes after I get paid on Tuesday. Koreans are generally pretty quick, but they're small, don't know how to make defensive rotations, and aren't very good shooters. I think that was the first time I'd played a game with adults, so I was pretty terrible. We won all but one game against the Korean teams, but the one we lost was the last game and we were tired as hell and they hadn't played yet. We're planning on playing two or three times a week after work, as the courts in Anyang's Central Park are lit until midnight. Really nice courts, too, although our rim was missing a bolt and had to be readjusted frequently.

I can't get enough of this guy's comics. The second strip is especially great this week.



Matthew Herbert's "Scale" album is really, really, really good.

I am in love

with Tina Fey.

I have eighty cents until pay day on Tuesday. I'm pretty good at budgeting. I think I will have croûtons for dinner tomorrow.

One of my students told me that when he grows up, he wants to play on a soccer team with Stalin, Hitler, Mussolini, Osama bin Laden, and George Bush Jr.

I read that the President of Korea, Roh Moon Hyun, was enjoying an approval rating in the neighborhood of 10% before the FTA with the U.S. was signed. (He has since bounced to somewhere between 20 and 30%.) Meanwhile, no matter how many kittens he strangles on live television, Bush still polls in the 30's. That means about a hundred million Americans think he's doing a good job. Here's one of them getting tasered like eight times for refusing to take a "pussy-ass" blood-alcohol test.



My brother's dog Danté is able to drive a car while posing for photographs. Danté hopes Obama gets the Democratic nomination, although he'd grudgingly vote for Hillary were he an American citizen. He finds Giuliani's liberal record on gun control, gay rights, and abortion intriguing, but he knows as well as anyone that he'll have to pander to the Christian extremists to get into the White House. Above all, he wants Joe Lieberman and John McCain to slink away into the annals of history, and he wishes Dick Cheney was on that plane instead of Paul Wellstone.



Band of Horses have a video where they play softball. They're awesome. Softball is awesome.