Dear readers, (yes both of you)
I’m in the process of moving the blog over to dancohenwastaken.com. Don’t be terrified when the redirect goes live.
Love,
-Dan
Dear readers, (yes both of you)
I’m in the process of moving the blog over to dancohenwastaken.com. Don’t be terrified when the redirect goes live.
Love,
-Dan
I want to bitch about this stupidness. Apparently thousands of people play these numbers in the lottery every day, just because they were featured in a television show.
I don’t even want to attack how dumb it is to play the lottery, we can take that as a given, I think. And I don’t think any set of numbers is really any dumber than any other set of numbers. I’m sure every number set has the same incredibly miniscule chance of actually getting picked.
But to play these numbers, knowing that countless others are also going to be playing them, is adding another immaculate layer of stupid onto an already stupid cake. You guys realize you’ll all have to split your winnings, right?
If I had recorded the whole party through Alan’s iChat eyes, that would’ve been worth editing down into a weird short film. My heart breaks at the MISSED OPPORTUNITY. Here’s what I did capture: The idea being born!
Whoever was writing this essay could dub this phenomenon “Decapitation Cropping,” or even better, “Decropitation.” They could use awesome terms they learned in Contemporary Feminism 302 like “De-personification” and “Male Gaze.”
I would read that essay, I would.
Here’s a post I wrote on The Top 10 Hanukkah Movies of All Time:
Honorable Mention: 8 Crazy Nights.
You can find some other stuff I’ve contributed here.
This is a pretty sweet idea: a video internet time capsule.
I recorded one a couple months ago, and as a result I’m in this promo video. Hey, that’s not my favorite shirt anymore. How quickly things change!