Architects

So, I just found another show where the main character is supposedly an architect.

How I Met Your Mother

what I want to see is an episode where all of the main character "ted" (voice narration by Bob Saget) is visited by two or three friends from college who need to spend some time living in his apartment until the architects start getting hired again.

I mean seriously, a profession viewed as being stable and successful, and all architects are becoming planners.

I don't know how I feel about it being such a default profession in film and television, at least with the lake house there was a reason for him being an architect, although Keanu still played it as if the role was stoner, which in these economic times, might be a familiar cocoon for some architects to revert to

all right then, that was a successfully random purposeless ramble

I'll try posting something useful one of these days

maybe get some of my planning and architecture ideas down on this thing

but I'm too tired right now, I demand a break in the 10 hr days.

so, I have been thinking about random things

song catches for crazy electro songs

schism in my nihilism

her dancing makes me wanna j-j

schism in my nihilism

and

see those girls in those bidniss shirts

make me wanna make em squirt

looks like they wearin their boyfriends clothes

no him no ring then anything goes

gonna get em in their birthday suits

any way, how those came to be is tooo long of a story

I've also been thinking, as I often do, about names for fictional stores

Philadelphia Pie

A shoe store, it's not pie as in apple but pie as in spanish foot, rhymes with Philadelphia, PA...

get it, ok

{edit} I want it to be a chain, i.e. Pittsburgh Pie, Penn State Pie etc.

there are others, I'll post them when I remember them, if I remember

but they're mostly in that line, most are crazy store combos as well, like if the aforementioned store was a shoe store/mexican cheese shop...even more of a reason to evoke feet...ba dum flop

I love nihilism
a self righteous version of narcissism

So, with the acknowledgement of A-Rod testing positive in 2003 my list of truly great (meaning non enhanced) baseball sluggers I have seen play has dropped to 2.  With a lot of impressive, but not amazing longballers that don't make the cut.  

Although my mark for making the cut has probably been altered greatly due to the fact that at one time I was too naive to believe that both of the thigh-like forearms of Slammin Sammy and On the Mark McGwire were being drugged up.

The two that remain on my list match the two archetypal Major League Sluggers 

• Jim Thome the doubles hitter who periodically jacks one, until his legs wear out and he is forced to become a designated hitter, puts on some pounds and resorts to just hitting for the fence, because second base is to long of a distance for a consistent sprint anymore.

and

• Ken Griffey Jr. the fast young sweet swinging outfielder, who stretches himself just too far enough times that he's worn out and injury prone by his early 30s.  He fights back from each injury, just to re-bench himself with another risky play he could've made less than a decade prior.

Both of these men might also fall off this list, like Rafeal Palmeiro did some years back.  But I hold out hope that there have been a few of the classic consistent fence swinging sluggers since I have been watching baseball religiously.

but according to the NYT (which like a good liberal I should believe dogmatically) 

Graphic: Home Runs Steroid Era

That list is getting SLIM

HIPPOcrat

So, I was at the stimuluswatch and found some interesting projects. (Overall it's a really informative interesting site)

I also found our newest Phrase That Doesn't eXist

the phrase is 

"Hippocrat"

to be contradicting in the things that you support politically

meaning that some don't align with what I believe

i.e. If you support racial rights but not gay rights you are a Hippocrat.

(not being a Hippocrat would mean you didn't support either, so you could be a full on bigot)

M2S

Hypocrite

I propose a new party, the Hippocratic Party, our mascot is obvious,  slightly elephant-y (Africa?), and somewhat donkey-like (2 big teeth I guess?), and like existing parties in that it won't have a consistent set of values. 

HippoCrats UNITE!

Sick and weird sports

Ever have one of those days where you are sweating even though it's cold, you're coughing like there's a great dane stuck in your chest, and your nose is either running a mucus marathon, or multiple snot sprints.

I'm sick y'all and I'm sick y'all.

Liquid diet, multiple boxes of kleenex and a warm bed.

We'll see if it works

{edit}

So there is this sport called aussie rules football.  Weird.  

Cool, but the fact that I had never heard of the most popular sport in Australia is weird.

Footy: Australian for NFL

MEGGAPOHST!!!!!!!

{2:30}

Ok.

Today.  Sunday February 1st, 2009 we will embark on a historic journey.  One practically no one will take notice of.  Except you dear reader ... dear solitary reader.

The Super Boston Blog Bowl brought to you by transatlantische.blogspot.com

We will be jointly live-blogging from our debaucherous super bowl sunday escapade.  It is a 20 hr marathon.  Starting at 2:30, goin until 22:30.  I won't be completely live as neither of us has come into vast riches or debt to afford an iPhone, but gosh darn it it will be all 200five live y'know like I'll post it within short term memory of it happening...Yeah.  Hell yeah.

I'm makin a grilled cheese y'all.

This shit's gonna be FLAME 

(by the way flame is the first PTDX of the MEGAPOST)

{2:38}

btw: This grilled cheese was actually literally flame, as in on fire, because I was blogging.

So, I will continue on, add some hotsauce and presto, just like coneys it's suddenly edible.

PTDX cont'd

"flame"

to be delicious, only pertaining to solid food or soups that have been prepared under heat.  

i.e. 

Richko bites into a burrito: Yo, that carne asada shit's FLAME!

Gaines retaliates: Wouldn't that be a bad thing?

not

Jake mixes Kentucky Whiskey, DeKuyper Peach Schnapps, and Ale81

Jessica tastes and responds: That Noxious Newport Nightcap shit's FLAME!!

Jake retaliates: Technically it is a cold beverage, therefore it has not been created with the help of a heat source, rendering it's "flame"ness impossible. 

(Nerd silence) 

But yes, it is quite orgasmic.

M2S

That food is especially appetizing right now, you should have some as well.

(warning, this PTDX  is only because it hasn't caught on yet.  So work some magic y'all)

{3:00}

Jake discovers the smell of extra sharp cheddar is like garlic for tabby's, climbs into bed. Witnesses a tabby chase it's tail on a stool, and unsurprisingly wipes out...yet lands on it's feet.

Goodnight

{11:30}

Trying to find clues as to what makes a good sports bar in boston is difficult.  Almost every bar is a good sports bar when a big event is on television, yet when there is no sporting event, every sports bar is a depressing adult Discovery Zone.

We'll see how it works out just playing it by ear.

{12:30}

Off to Cheddar Grits and Shopping

{2:30}

John is in the Metro area on the MBTA.  Jake has bought beer.  All is well.

{2:45}

When you order grits in the south you get a spoon and a tablespoon or more of butter.

When you order Cheddar grits in Cambridge you get a fork.  And it suits the consistency.

{3:30}

Drinking game update.

The Karate Kid

Rules:

Every time someone says "Wax on, Wax off" drink.

[4:40] (Also pertains to "Right Circle, Left Circle")

[4:45] (and "Up and Down")

[3:35]

Every time Daniel says "Ma" drink

[3:50]

Every time there is a high school motorcycle gang drink

[4:05]

Every time there is an odd combination of after school activities happening at once finish beer

[4:35]

Every time Daniel alienates someone take a drink

[5:25]

When "You're the Best (Around)" by Joe Esposito comes on you must waterfall montage that shit UP

[more to come]

{3:45}

It has come to the nation's attention that all hipsters are secretly descendants of the karate kid.

Supply Roster for Bostonian Expedition

1. Transport sack to hide my valuables from the bostonians known for their voracious hunger for broken cameras and out of date cell phones.

2. Identities, all of which are secret and/or false.

3.  A tome of all of Boston's secrets. Compiled by 5th century monks to fool locals into thinking you are a local as well. Possessing one of these within Boston city limits is grounds for public stoning.

4. iPod/secret world government tracking device.

5. Almanac and blogging inspirational tool.

6. Analog record tome.

{4:30}

Hipsters have watched the Karate kid and decided to take all things daniel does and take them as their own. From biking, to aviators, flannel button-up to baseball 3/4 length tees.  To his compulsion to alienate anyone who shows any interest in anything he is interested in especially himself.

{4:50}

The polar opposite of any asian accent is an inner city accent.

One exudes wisdom

the other...Corruption.

Both will get your fences painted and pot holes filled.

{4:55}

Even drunks in the 80's were wearing Washington Nationals hats.

But only on west coast beaches where asian Karate Masters could knock your bottle necks clear off.

{5:00}

Daniel is rocking the cutoff mom jeans look.  Just wait til June and Williamsburg will be crawling with it.

also, solid color windbreakers and hoodies.  Seriously I think we're on to something.

And Tony Kawanari is to Mr. Miyagi as Daniel is to Hipsters.

{5:05}

We noticed something hilarious, got distracted and redact this post

{5:15}

Teenagers have the memory span of Gold fish in the land of Karate Kid.

as well as the sexist stereotypes of the 30's

Alli: "Can I drive"

Daniel: "Sure. Hey, it's the 80's"

{5:55}

The Karate Kid is Over, and it is time for a Super Bowl XLIII break.

We will form strong opinions about teams we care nothing about.

I  (Jake) am a Bears fan holding a grudge against the former Chicago Cardinals who are now the Arizona Cardinals.  Therefore making me a rabid Steelers SuperFan.

I (John) do not believe in football. It is most likely an elaborate illusion pulled off with the help of lasers and holograms.

Ok. So, I completely forgot that the superbowl is sunday.

But, I found exactly the right thing to do at least to start the day.

Fried Chicken and Cheese Grits Brunch at Plough and Stars.

Then I'll go to a Grocery Store that isn't Whole Foods, and purchase the most obscene snacks I can imagine, and the cheapest blue collar beer I can swill. And then I might be able to make up for not having a potluck Commercial rating chili cookoff/Neighborhood Snow Bowl.

Maybe.