Caffeine prevents our focus from becoming too diffuse; it instead hones our attention in a hyper-vigilant fashion.
—Maria Konnikova on how caffeine short-circuits creativity: http://nyr.kr/15dRvAQ
Hahaha, how many of my followers weren’t even alive yet, let alone remember this. I was watching TV with my family when it cut away live to the chase. At the time, we were thinking “if he’s doing this, he must be guilty, it’ll be an open and shut case.” Three years later I was in a hotel lobby in Scotland drinking with some people there, and OJ came up, and at first they acted like they didn’t want to talk about it, but then I could tell they couldn’t resist the opportunity to tell an American what they thought.
US states suffering a drought are facing a dire water crisis exacerbated by hydraulic fracturing. The procedure consumes vast amounts of water, which has driven up prices and depleted certain aquifers and rivers.
I was checking the e-mail account for my movie blog to day, and in the spam folder I found a message labeled “Geeky Dating”. I deleted it of course, but it had me thinking, just what is “Geeky Dating”?
Is it going out in Star Trek uniforms? If you’re talking about like Next Generation uniform dress and boots on her, I can get with that; but for me, I don’t feel right going on a date, especially a first date, without at least wearing a collared shirt. The Star Trek uniform is too dressed down for me— it screams “I’m not even trying.”
Maybe “Geeky Dating” is like Dungeons and Dragons? We each bring a bag of dice and roll to determine how aspects of the date go. I roll, and it’s high enough, so I find her attractive, but then she starts throwing terms like “white guilt” and “welfare cheats” around in our conversations, and I’m like “hey, I don’t really find you attractive”, and she’s like “yes you do, that’s what you rolled. God, I hate Chinese people. Next time I’m rolling to see where we eat.” ”Um, it’s Japanese, not Chinese.” ”Same difference.”
I’m probably wrong on both scores. ”Geeky Dating” is probably just the two of us sitting next to each other and reading our own books, making minimal conversation and even less eye contact. ”So you wanna get some coffee after this?” ”Um, no, caffeine irritates my ulcer.”
OMG this is so close to my life it is unreal.
Exactly, a Midwest accent is still an accent. And it sucks so bad that we don’t have In-N-Out Burger around here. I walked two miles one-way from our hotel on the Strip in Vegas when I was there in February to get me a Double-Double, when it’s like, seriously, just open one of those motherfuckers in Portsmouth and let me get my shit Animal Style.
Leonardo DiCaprio and Gwen Stefani in The Aviator (2004)
gwen stefani more like gwen staFANNY get it fanny like butt
At this party I was just at, I was sitting in a chair talking to the person sitting next to me, when this woman came over to talk to my buddy, and she was standing kind of in front of me. Then when she was done talking to him, she turned and smacked me on the shoulder and was all like “sorry I had my fanny in your face”, and it took me a second for it to register, and by then she’d walked away, but I’m like “what’re you talking about fannies for? I’m just talking to this person next to me about her new house in Newmarket and where it is off of 108, and now you’re all about sorry my fanny was in your face”? How much of that wine did you have, and are you okay to drive, because you’ve obviously got something wrong if you think your fanny is in someone’s face when it isn’t.
