There are a million stories that arise when you sit behind Will. These are some of them.

Thursday, October 2, 2008

There Will Be Posts




I was out yesterday. When I got in this morning, a copy of this baseball-card-sized comic book was on my chair. It's not the first piece of spider-man ephemera that has mysteriously appeared on my desk (hint: it's leaning on the Centerfolds stationary) but I fear it may be the last.

Tuesday, September 30, 2008

Four More Years!



Will just slapped a W'04 sticker on the back of my chair. I caught him in mid slap, as I turned around during the moment he was trying to sneaky-stick it on.

Of course, I have no problem with the sticker. Well, I'm worried the adhesive will stay on the cloth chair, but politically or culturally I have zero problem with it.

My only regret is that I probably won't have time to make my t-shirt idea before the election. I want a picture of McCain and the words "POWs are Pussies" on the front, and "What, he got captured and we're supposed to applaud" on the back. I think it could really turn the tide for Bob Barr.

Monday, September 29, 2008

Dialogue


W: That's why I'm gonna miss your sparkling-wine like personality.

A: Are you saying my personality is something you give to 15-year-old girls so they get drunk enough to make out with you?

W: What I'm saying is that you're like champagne, and that means there is sex in the champagne room. Wait. Is that a compliment?

A: Honestly, there was so much bizarre imagery zooming through my head I don't even want to try making sense of it.

Friday, September 19, 2008

Exit, stage right



As you may or may not know, Will is snagglepussing out of CT. So, right now, there's a good chance this blog may either be mothballed soon or maybe repurposed.

just so ya know.

(However, just because Will won't be directly behind me doesn't mean that we could still be sitting behind each other, with a lot more distance. So, that's a consideration.)

Wednesday, August 27, 2008

Talkin' Politics with Barberganoush


Last night's email from Joe:

Hi Adam,

Subject line: Our Man DK

I don’t know if you’ve seen this yet, but if only our serious candidates could talk this way--provides link to the Kucinich convention speech CNN only showed 30 seconds of.

Hope you’re well.

Joe

Adam responds while watching the video:

I haven't seen it. Thanks for sending it over. Just started it. Why are they playing "Roller Coaster of Love" when he comes out? He's on fire, though. It is kind of a weird self destructive thing that America couldn't allow a man like this to be president. What's wrong with a genius Mr Rogers in charge of the country? Wake up, indeed.

Joe's Response:
You should put your comments below on your blog. They’re great!

Tuesday, August 19, 2008

Will's So Crazy

But he ain't as crazy as this.

Special delivery to Will: this is the thing that I said would take too long to explain.

Thursday, August 7, 2008

Dynamite with a laser beam...


First, a semi-shameful admission. I started a conversation with Will yesterday specifically in order to be able to blog about it. The cart, ladies and gentlemen, has begun to lead the horse. In other words, civilization is spiraling out of control. And, like my buddy Tommy Stearns said, the end comes not with a whimper, but with a blog.

Now let's forget that paragraph ever happened, and resume.

The other day I told Will I heard that Queen guitar player Brian May recently received his PhD after taking a 20-plus year sabbatical to be a rock star.
According to an LA Times interview, May recently dusted off his incomplete thesis paper and, with encouragement from an old teacher, got back to work.

I took my old thesis notes [on the velocities of dust particles in the solar system] out on tour with me and I mentioned on my website that I was looking at my thesis again. Who should read the website but the head of the astronomy department at Imperial College, Michael Robinson. He wrote to me and said, “If you’re serious about this, I will be your supervisor.”


Some notes. First, that means that Brian May is now "Dr. May." If he's ever referred to as such in the company of Austin Powers and a sexy nurse, I have little doubt the phrase "I'm no doctor, but yes, you may, baby" will be uttered (I'm not proud of writing that, but I think Barberganoush will appreciate it). Secondly, I hope this is a new rock star trend, as Mick Jagger was an accounting student before joining the Stones, and the world needs hip shaking Keynesian economic theories now more than ever.