Sunday, January 31, 2010

Commencement Speech

J.K. Rowling Speaks at Harvard Commencement from Harvard Magazine on Vimeo.

Wednesday, January 20, 2010

The Economy may be turning around

A sign the economy may be on the upswing is that people are willing to pay $4 for a mediocre cup of coffee again. Starbucks sales being up is either a sign of good times or just another example of the dumbing down of America.

The US coffee chain giant made a net profit of $241.5m (£148m) in the three months to the end of December, compared with $64.3m a year earlier.

Sunday, January 17, 2010

Get Your Balls Clean

Friday, January 15, 2010

Kimmel Gives it to Leno on his own Show

New Coke Machine

Appears to have more potential than New Coke did.

Thursday, January 14, 2010

Now I See Why Peyton Didn't Hate to Lose Marvin Harrison

I am not sure if Marvin Harrison plans on a Post-NFL rap career but if this article is accurate he certainly has the necessary street cred. Harrison seems to know how to keep it real.

Nixon was across the street and thirty yards away when Harrison started shooting. Pop pop pop pop pop pop—a great staccato gust of bullets. Steadily, Nixon says, Harrison unloaded both guns into the fat man's car, stippling the red Toyota Tundra with bullet holes as the fat man ducked in his seat. Eventually, the fat man sat up and sped off, heading straight toward Nixon's position as Harrison darted into the street and continued to shoot.

Now Nixon was in the line of fire. He turned and ran. He ran as fast as he could with his belly and his smoker's cough as bullets slivered through doors and lodged in walls.

Behind him, unbeknownst to Nixon, a bullet ripped through the fat man's hand. Another bullet shattered the glass of a car containing multiple adults and a 2-year-old boy. The adults instantly bailed, abandoning the little boy in the car, the glass flowering into razor-sharp petals and bloodying the boy's eye.

And yes, Robert Nixon was also hit. Once, in the back. He didn't realize it at first. Too much adrenaline. Then he scraped his left hand against his right shoulder. He felt a hole in his black T-shirt. His fingers came back stained with blood.

Wednesday, January 13, 2010

Dave's Take on the Leno Fiasco