It was the kind of weekend that I can’t blog about because there’s a chance my little sisters read this. No earth-shattering revelations. No significant self-reflection. Just alcohol, haze, and two bagels with bacon, egg, & and cheese.
Thus today, something different. In lieu of deep thoughts, here are interesting snippets (to me at least). Besides having nothing appropriate to post, I figure not everyone finds 500-word essays on my apartment helpful to overcoming 20-something life.
For Self confidence
“Jake Sasseville, the host and creator of a fledgling late-night show called The Edge With Jake Sasseville, is standing in his office, just back from lunch, when his assistant, Gina, walks in holding a bank statement. A camera is trained on him as he realizes his checking account is overdrawn by $2,500. It’s Thursday afternoon in November, and payroll—a $30,000 tab—is due the next day.”
For Bar conversation
-Tractor company John Deer is doing a denim line for people who “want to look like they work the land.”
-Paul Revere hats are making a comeback. This is not a joke.
-Nearly half of British men would give up sex for 6 months in exchange for a 50 inch plasma tv.
For General life improvement:
La Vie en Rose and Eastern Promises both recently came out on DVD. The former: a biopic of famous French singer Edith Piaf – heartbreaking, but excellent. The latter: a modern, fast-paced Godfather set in London. Rent them both but watch with caution. Not really your “feel good” films.
We’re All Fucked, but we deserve it:
“Some users have discovered that it is nearly impossible to remove themselves entirely from Facebook, setting off a fresh round of concern over the popular social network’s use of personal data.”
Line of the weekend:
“I’d say call me but I seem to have lost my phone so I guess just, I don’t know, look around for me. I’m usually downtown.”
Note: I may have fallen off the wagon this weekend, but I did figure out how to include links and an image in this post. I think I net out ahead.