Wednesday, June 30, 2010

Texting vs. Status updates

I used to be way more into Facebook. Like I was addicted to it, just like everyone else I know. Went cold turkey for a little over a month and I didn't really miss it. Then went back to it just because it's a good way to share pictures more than anything. I rarely do status updates just because I really think they are just a way for someone to either take a cheap shot at someone, or just say the most retarded inane things that no one really cares about. Admittedly some of my good friends are pretty good at saying stupid things that I actually find amusing in their status updates, but 90 percent of status updates are terrible. This is not new news. Everyone pretty much agrees that most status updates are complete bullshit. But I realized yesterday that when I text my friends, it's usually nothing more than a targeted status update. Granted some are useful, like "where are you?" "you want to get a drink after work?" but a lot of them are like "dude, there are a lot of hot chicks out on walnut st." or "not that hungover". I guess texting is just a way of sending a status update that won't seem that retarded to the person receiving it. Maybe I am wrong.

Friday, June 25, 2010


I'm not a fisherman, but I love fishing when I do go. The hard part for me is finding friends that actually want to go out in the ocean to fish. All my friends have motion sickness problems. Yesterday I became more of a man and finally bought a fishing rod and got my fishing license and trout stamp to fish in New Jersey. Like I said, I don't really know much about fishing at all so I didn't know what it took to get a license. Maybe I need to know the rules like, if it's under ten inches you've gotta throw it back, or trout are protected fish so you can't catch them, or maybe no fishing after a certain month or whatever. You get the idea. I would have liked it if they told me what kind of bait catches what kind of fish or how to tie different kinds of knots. Should I use a bobber? Do trout like those rubber gummy worms? Are there even trout in New Jersey? Do I want my bait to spin? Nope none of that is covered. You know what you need to do to get a license in New Jersey? You need to have a drivers license and not owe child support. Literally the requirements were to fill out a 4 question survey asking if you A)pay child support B)are in default of any child support payments C)if the state knows you owe child support. I guess a lot of dead beat dads like to fish. I would have thought dead beat dads liked to go fishing with their sons though. I almost feel like dead beat dads should get a free pass so they can spend some time fishing with their sons. A better requirement would be, "if you get this license, you are required to take your son fishing at least 4 times this year"

Tuesday, June 15, 2010

Atlantic City Holocaust Memorial Competition

A few months ago, a colleague of mine from the office and I participated in a design competition for a Holocaust memorial on the Atlantic City boardwalk. It was a long, arduous process, but we both got a lot out of it. It was even longer to hear back the results. But for a solid two months this winter, Blake Krevolin and I worked tirelessly on our submission. Today we found out that of the 700 some submissions from around the world, ours was unfortunately not chosen as a top 12 finalist. The jury had some big guns on it too, Richard Meier and Daniel Liebskind to name a few, so we can't be too disappointed. Here is our final submission. (there's a lot more symbolism to it than the 200 words allowed) but we consciously made no overt symbols referencing the Holocaust.

Tuesday, June 8, 2010

is this wrong?

So for those of you who aren't really familiar with where I work, I work in a neighborhood classified as the Gayborhood in Philadelphia. It's really not a bad place. I think my particular intersection is the crossroads of freaks, trannies, and other interesting sights. More about that another time. Lets just say that I have probably seen more ambiguous trannies in one year than most people see in three lifetimes. Always an adventure. Today's photo from my office window depicts a man who happens to be down on his luck, (not sure if you can read the sign in the picture) but he's celebrating his 22nd birthday, and he's just looking for a decent meal and some clean clothes. He's got nothing. Would it be so wrong if I bought him a mylar ballon saying happy birthday? Just imagine the sad photo it would make. Funny in a sick way.

Tuesday, June 1, 2010

Shameless Self Promotion

I try to keep my blog consistent. Consistently random stupid stuff. So in keeping with my random stupid stuff rules, I gotta promote myself a little here. I got my bedroom closet on a pretty cool Ikea Hacker website. The website basically is for people who use off the shelf Ikea stuff in atypical ways. Some of the stuff is good, some terrible. Check it out.