Sarkus
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To follow up on this a few days later, I’ve had no compatibility issues thus far. My only real complaint is the decision to move the favorites drop down menu to the right side from the left. In a world built around “left to right,” things you need a lot should be on the left IMHO.
I’m starting to think the Star Wars prequels were about Lucas getting over Marcia.
Protip: When you’re warming up, on a trampoline, in the basement, check to make sure there are no low-hanging ducts overhead.
Basements usually have low ceilings.
Trampolines make you bounce into the air.
Why would you combine these things?
I’m assuming Omni was warming up to work out, but my hope is that he has a trampoline regiment to prepare for his Madden games.
Yes, but I do occasionally play Madden while on a balance board.
I’d make fun of you, but I think I went through most of Chapter 4 in Final Fantasy Tactics while on an exercise bike.
Spanish pop videos are addicting. Especially accompanied with terrible '90’s dance montages. And especially when used to put off other foreign language homework.
JonRowe
4249
I prefer my pop Romanian.
(The original easily tops the Numa Numa kid any day)
Love the comment under the video.
Ever felt the thrill of flying a plane? Or how about recording a hit single? O-Zone do both in the video for their catchy song, incorporating cartoon graphics and a custom O-Zone jet. We only get just a peek at O-Zone in the heat of the artistic process, but they demonstrate that they are just as comfortable in the studio as they are dancing on the wing of a flying plane.
Seriously though, O-zone is like the best band ever. During my last year of living at home during the summer when in college, my friend and I worked at a telemarketing place, and every morning we would go to the grocery store, pick up some energy drinks and listen to O-zone’s album at full blast on the way to work. One of my favorite summers ever. We made a pact that come hell or high water, we would see them live. They broke up later that year.
Dr. Katz was right. Farina really is the thinking man’s oatmeal.
Sarkus
4251
The Mariners are on pace for a 49-113 record this year and even though they pulled off the greatest comeback in franchise history yesterday (down 7-0, won 8-7) I’m finding my interest in listening to tonights game is low.
Crap. Why didn’t I go to last night’s game instead of Sunday’s?
I’m actually in the opposite boat, Sarkus - the Orioles have started off remarkably well, but I’m holding my breath for when the season settles down to normal (and by normal, we mean teh sux).
Sarkus
4254
There’s a really well done Mariners blog (several of the guys have gone on to write for real baseball sites) and they pointed out yesterday that in terms of hitting stats the Mariners and Orioles are actually just about the same. The difference is that the Orioles are hitting with runners in scoring position and thus winning games while the Mariners are not hitting with runners in scoring position. So it seems likely that the Orioles will drop off at some point.
Heh. Historically, by which I mean since I started watching baseball, the Orioles have a couple of good streaks at the beginning and then plummet to the basement. We have a running joke with my relatives in the Pittsburgh area about which team will come out the worst…
Actually, the Pittsburgh Pirates’ advertising slogan a few years back was “We Will.” Not “We Will” anything in particular. I figured that left an escape clause for “We Will end the season with over 100 losses…”
Why is there an etching of the Holy Hand Grenade on that cookie?
Ezdaar
4258
The university intranet home page has a little spot in the corner telling you whose birthday is today, the Icelandic text is:
AFMÆLISBÖRN DAGSINS
which google translate helpfully changes to:
BIRTHDAY SLUTS
I have no idea why it decides that this is the correct translation.
Man. Not only have I not mowed a lawn since I was 18, living in apartments and townhouses for the last eleven years, I’ve never used a reel mower before. I’m still exhausted!
Ugh, reel mowers. Always too dull to effectively cut grass.
