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|Archived Since:||February 25, 2010|
It’s a big deal. When I was a little kid my friends and I took pictures of the TV screen after setting new high scores. It was so important to us we’d even mail the photos to video game magazines … Continue reading ?
Because anything could happen. And maybe anything will. AWESOME! Photo from: here
That was a tough one. Come on in and stop for a second to shake your head, dust yourself off, and look back at how far you’ve come. Sure, it’s been a long year. Some crushing lows slapped you and … Continue reading ?
Good grass is hard to find. Yes, if you’ve paid a visit to your local playground or backyard recently, you know those fresh, clean, silky smooth greens are a rare breed. Broken glass, dog doo, and crumpled fast food bags … Continue reading ?
Hey man, thanks for coming over. Wait, wait, wait, hold on, uh, don’t take off your shoes for a second. Listen, I’ve got this desk, and I sorta really need to get it out to the garage. Could you, I … Continue reading ?
The Kids Table is where all the kids eat dinner at holiday family gatherings. It’s generally a rickety card table from the basement pushed beside a yellow plastic one from the playroom that ends up turning Grandma’s hallway into an … Continue reading ?
AWESOME! (Happy holidays everybody and thanks sincerely for reading.) Photos from: here, here, here, here, here, and here
Holidays are stressful. Gift shopping, mall hopping, money dropping, and through it all you’re planning in-law sleepovers, giant family dinners, and complicated travel plans. It’s nice in these roaring revved-up moments when a complete stranger catches your eye and wishes … Continue reading ?
My friend Rob welcomes visitors to his swanky apartment by flash-bulbing them in the face with a dusty old Polaroid camera. After the picture slides out and the color fades in he staples it to a foam board in his … Continue reading...
Nope, not even a year twisted into a ball of knots in the basement could take the sparkle out of these bright little bulbs. So untie them slowly, hang them quickly, and help get the whole neighborhood shining. AWESOME! Photo … Continue reading ?
Put your hand up if you type slow. Yes, if you’re a clickity-clackity finger-punching purist whose chubby fingers stab at the keyboard with the rhythm and grace of a tiny bird picking pebbles at the park, then you’re not alone. … Continue reading ?
When the dinner party wraps up, the quilting bee buzzes off, or your friends all grab their coats and head down to catch a cab, it’s time to take a second to stand alone in the center of your place, … Continue reading ?
Babies are funny. While zooming down the highway with my friend Agostino last week he broke into a story about his one-year-old daughter. Apparently while feeding her a bowl of mushy peas she suddenly started sticking her tongue out, slowly … Continue reading ?
I’m a terrible tuner. Yeah, I’m the guy twiddling clock radio dials before bed every night with scrunched up eyebrows. Usually I end up on a crystal-clear station that I quickly realize isn’t the one I was aiming for or … Continue reading ?
When your friend drops you off after a lazy hazy night it’s always nice when they sit with their engine quietly revving till you get in the door. And when you pop it open make sure to wave back so … Continue reading ?
If you strain your ears and figure it out you’re a master deep-diving codebreaker who speaks the strange and mystical language of Bubbles. AWESOME! Photo from: here
I’m terrible at sports. Yes, when I was a kid I retired from soccer after just one season. In my final game I took a booted ball right to the face which snapped my glasses in two and caused me … Continue reading ?
Bust the new brush free from it’s cardboard confinement, give those straight, crisp bristles a quick welcome-to-your-new-home rinse, plop a fat glob of minty green paste on top, and then get down to business, baby. Yes, it’s time to scrape … Continue reading ?
When your friendly neighborhood employee gives you the secret whisper tipoff that the heavy, cardboard something-or-other you’re carrying is about to go on sale, you know what to do. Stop, drop, and come back tomorrow. AWESOME! Photo from: here
Stamped hands and plastic wristbands cover the sweaty crowd as lights flick on at the end of the show. Crowds bump and grind to the bathrooms as eyes adjust and ears pop. Minutes later you pile into the car with … Continue reading ...