Pay no mind.

We might update the look & feel at some point. Or not. You know how it goes.

I love me some GTA IV. If you can wrangle a couple friends to play the online multiplayer it all becomes worth it. My Xbox Live Gamertag is JakoBlah, but I won’t be your friend unless I know who you are first.

I caught Explosions in the Sky on Austin City Limits this past weekend. They are right up my alley.

Scarlett Johansson singing Tom Waits songs? Not as bad as you might expect, but not exactly awesome, either. She sure is pretty, though.

Hillary is … Guh. Never mind.

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Do you ever feel like you’ve stopped having ideas? I can solve the problems presented to me with little effort, but I can’t say I’m coming up with anything cool on my own these days. It relates to the paucity of posts on this here blog.

Later: Isn’t that a coincidence?

Examples:

• Starving(?) dog exhibit
• Nine months of intentional miscarriages

JFC, people…

“Will Smith is supposedly dabbling in Scientology. Let Will Smith know that his shit was fucking recorded. And tell him to look them in the eye and see if he believes it when they deny it.”

Even worse, he says, is that behind the backs of celebrities, Scientology officials gossip about what transpires in those supposedly private sessions. “Everything’s supposed to be confidential. But all they do is chat about it,” he says.

And apparently Maverick almost slipped loose at one point…

The best part is this dude was deep into the whole thing:

His move to clear was so rapid, Beghe was told that diminutive Scientology leader David Miscavige considered him a “poster boy” for the religion.

“I was Miscavige’s favorite boy, so they were doing all kinds of things to keep me happy,” he says. “I moved up the Bridge faster than anyone in history. I went at it 24/7 for about a year. I went clear. Got to OT V. I was a trained auditor.” (OT stands for “operating thetan,” and the highest level in the church is said to be OT VIII.)

“I’m farther up the Bridge than Travolta, and he’s been in there a thousand years. He’s not a trained auditor.” To Beghe, some of the celebrities “seemed like dilettantes,” enjoying the perks but not really working hard at being Scientologists.

I still wonder what the “perks” actually are. Aside from “connections”, or whatever…

Coworkers and I are working on death-defying variations, since our only spot to play it would be on a 3rd story stucco balcony. Here are a few others:

1. My neighborhood (featuring a nice mix of ponds, streets, and prairie dog-infested open space)
2. On a rowboat (sharks/piranhas/etc. for extra points)
3. The grassy triangle in the crotch of a highway off-ramp.

Awesome.