I've been looking into BBQ places around the New England area and have decided to go on a foodie rampage spanning this year. Not enough to look like a balloon, mind you, but rather a healthy dose of what-the-hell-is-around-here?
First stop:
Boston - SoulFire in Allston. It would've been East Coast Grill, but they don't always have Hell Pasta on the menu :( Besides, it has a couple hundred great online reviews from fans.
Second stop:
Connecticut - Any BBQ restaurant with a cult following. Little Taste of Texas was at the Big E, so maybe we'll even change up the order and go there first.
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Now, I'm no critic. I just like food. Gloriously, awesome, spicy, tangy, juicy, beefy food. And so, for the present at least, this seems like an awesome idea.
Thursday, January 6, 2011
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
It doesn't take long to realize that...
Money is a dangerous thing.
It becomes the only motivation for some people, whether it be quitting your childhood goals, abandoning your dream job, friends, hometown, or opinions. When families start to look at each other in terms of monetary value, it's the children who are left to wonder, who have my parents been all along?
Money is the ultimate curtain to pull down over the eyes of morality. A necessary evil, people call it. And it's true. We need it to feed our families, send our children to school, and stay off the streets. But when it begins to distort the very fabric of your personality, there is nothing to blame but human greed.
-A businessman embezzles from his company, ignoring that his high school friends would never have let him turn out that way.
-An artist sells 50,000 copies of last year's painting (a project he didn't even like).
-A working man saves money for a vacation he'll never take, choosing to gamble it away in the hopes of a larger fortune.
Money is a very dangerous thing.
It becomes the only motivation for some people, whether it be quitting your childhood goals, abandoning your dream job, friends, hometown, or opinions. When families start to look at each other in terms of monetary value, it's the children who are left to wonder, who have my parents been all along?
Money is the ultimate curtain to pull down over the eyes of morality. A necessary evil, people call it. And it's true. We need it to feed our families, send our children to school, and stay off the streets. But when it begins to distort the very fabric of your personality, there is nothing to blame but human greed.
-A businessman embezzles from his company, ignoring that his high school friends would never have let him turn out that way.
-An artist sells 50,000 copies of last year's painting (a project he didn't even like).
-A working man saves money for a vacation he'll never take, choosing to gamble it away in the hopes of a larger fortune.
Money is a very dangerous thing.
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
This is my favorite Christmas video of 2010
http://cuteoverload.com/2010/12/23/merry-quarium/
Another video from CuteOverload.com to make your day a little merrier :)
Another video from CuteOverload.com to make your day a little merrier :)
Thursday, December 23, 2010
Facebook: The Origins
Sorry for the long absence. Good news! (Though mostly relevant to me) I found a job. It's just eating up alot of my time now, but I'm trying to get back to writing in this.
Facebook. There's a HUGE article in Time Magazine about Facebook and Zuckerberg. And it's odd. I find myself wishing for the return of the old Facebook. The one where I had my full name, college, and dorm (down to the room number) posted for all to see because it was only for college kids! Back when I friended strangers who were going to be living in the same dorm as me. Back when I would strike up a conversation, for the first time in my life, with a hot guy and absolutely know that life was about to get better.
Now with Facebook's worldwide and age-wide range of members, the rules have changed. It was like the virtual handshake to your potential new best friend became taboo as the crowds filed in. 13 years olds blatantly pretended to be 19 and made that previously small world awkward. Old alumni friend-requested young college girls, and attitudes instinctually shifted toward suspicion. Family members expected invites to inspect your pictures. The entire network of "friends" went bust (at least to those college kids who were originally present for the transition).
And I stare at this article, knowing where Zuckerberg was trying to go with the Facebook concept, and indeed achieving it for a precious fraction of time, but also realizing that it will never return to that first, sincere, and probably naive, virtual handshake.
Facebook. There's a HUGE article in Time Magazine about Facebook and Zuckerberg. And it's odd. I find myself wishing for the return of the old Facebook. The one where I had my full name, college, and dorm (down to the room number) posted for all to see because it was only for college kids! Back when I friended strangers who were going to be living in the same dorm as me. Back when I would strike up a conversation, for the first time in my life, with a hot guy and absolutely know that life was about to get better.
Now with Facebook's worldwide and age-wide range of members, the rules have changed. It was like the virtual handshake to your potential new best friend became taboo as the crowds filed in. 13 years olds blatantly pretended to be 19 and made that previously small world awkward. Old alumni friend-requested young college girls, and attitudes instinctually shifted toward suspicion. Family members expected invites to inspect your pictures. The entire network of "friends" went bust (at least to those college kids who were originally present for the transition).
And I stare at this article, knowing where Zuckerberg was trying to go with the Facebook concept, and indeed achieving it for a precious fraction of time, but also realizing that it will never return to that first, sincere, and probably naive, virtual handshake.
Saturday, August 21, 2010
LAN Parties
The ultimate geek party. I've been to several of them for World of Warcraft, but only found out today that they have a name. LAN Parties. They occur when geeks amass at one house to play computer games with each other (ex. Diablo 2, WOW, . Computers can be found anywhere there is room for them, with cables running across the room like an Indiana Jones trap.
It's the ultimate group of friends. No one's going to care if you're wearing makeup (in my case) as long as your character is useful and you can wait your turn for loot drops. There's no awkward conversations about who's going out with who and 'what do think of her flakiness'. It's all, 'Let's keep to the walls so we don't draw the enemies' fire too soon,' and my favorite, 'Can anyone use this purple? It's not compatible with my characters armor/weapons'. Music to my ears.
There are friendships, enemies, and as I found out the hard way, mercenary farmers. That gets to be a touchy subject around friends when they kill you all for 'invading their turf'. Just wait til you have a group of level 80s and go hunting, my friends.
Trust me.
It's the ultimate group of friends. No one's going to care if you're wearing makeup (in my case) as long as your character is useful and you can wait your turn for loot drops. There's no awkward conversations about who's going out with who and 'what do think of her flakiness'. It's all, 'Let's keep to the walls so we don't draw the enemies' fire too soon,' and my favorite, 'Can anyone use this purple? It's not compatible with my characters armor/weapons'. Music to my ears.
There are friendships, enemies, and as I found out the hard way, mercenary farmers. That gets to be a touchy subject around friends when they kill you all for 'invading their turf'. Just wait til you have a group of level 80s and go hunting, my friends.
Trust me.
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
Cracked.com
I'm still waiting to become a staff writer at Cracked.com. Supposedly, a few days after you reply to a specific thread and say "I wanna write comedy for Cracked!" or some such variation, the staff will look over all of the posts and give the members access to the writer's workshop (along with a rather odd title, "Purveyor of Dick Jokes").
One month later...
Nada. There are a few people on my page of the thread that have been approved, but nothing more. I have an article ready and everything. Go cry me a river, you say? Well, it just so happens that I agree.
So, here I am trekking through the online jungle to find other websites that let people submit material. (-,-)
One month later...
Nada. There are a few people on my page of the thread that have been approved, but nothing more. I have an article ready and everything. Go cry me a river, you say? Well, it just so happens that I agree.
So, here I am trekking through the online jungle to find other websites that let people submit material. (-,-)
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
2000-2010 style
This question bothers me from time to time:
What would you classify the clothing style of 2000-2010?
1990s: Grungy, couldn't-care-less clothes and messy hair
1980s: High waist tights, neon clothes with geometric patterns and perms
1970s: Hippie clothes and long, straight hair with headband
1960s: High waist shorts and long, straight hair
1950s: High waist, cropped pants and shoulder-length, curled hair
The closest thing I can come up with are big boots/high heels and short, flowing dresses. This is wayyyy too narrow though.
What would you classify the clothing style of 2000-2010?
1990s: Grungy, couldn't-care-less clothes and messy hair
1980s: High waist tights, neon clothes with geometric patterns and perms
1970s: Hippie clothes and long, straight hair with headband
1960s: High waist shorts and long, straight hair
1950s: High waist, cropped pants and shoulder-length, curled hair
The closest thing I can come up with are big boots/high heels and short, flowing dresses. This is wayyyy too narrow though.
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