Tuesday, March 27, 2007

Yip, yip, yip

For the Nomad Little Bro: little Flat-coat furballs.

The Hammie and The Broccoli

I used to use the expression "toe-wigglingly happy," though I think people found it puzzling. But no more! With this expert demonstration by a wee hamster experiencing the transcendent joys of His First Broccoli, the days of befuddlement are ended!

Courtesy of Cute Overload, purveyor extraordinaire of warm fuzzies and the greatest site on the interwebs.

Thursday, March 22, 2007

Fusion Flauting

Despite my firm--nay, passionate and immutable--string loyalties, I do think this "beatbox flute" concept is creative and well-done...as well as very entertaining listening:

That and I have a soft spot for Axel Foley and the Beverly Hills Cop theme.

Monday, March 19, 2007

Quizzie Time: Tarot Card

You are The Star

Hope, expectation, Bright promises.

The Star is one of the great cards of faith, dreams realised

The Star is a card that looks to the future. It does not predict any immediate or powerful change, but it does predict hope and healing. This card suggests clarity of vision, spiritual insight. And, most importantly, that unexpected help will be coming, with water to quench your thirst, with a guiding light to the future. They might say you're a dreamer, but you're not the only one.

What Tarot Card are You?
Take the Test to Find Out.

h/t Jeff the Baptist

Wednesday, March 14, 2007


Is there anyone who actually adores writing research proposals? I'm going to guess no...

Tuesday, March 13, 2007

Teensy Study Break

I saw printouts of these lying in the building printer this morning and thought they were entirely too funny (and entirely too true!) not to pass on:

Application for a Boys' Night Out
Application for a Girls' Night Out

Hehe...Yes, I'm sure those have likely been floating around in cyberspace for years, but (1) they're still hilarious and (2) see blog subtitle above.

Sunday, March 11, 2007

Movies that Move Men?

From the Amazon.com Screening Room Blog:
The Today show conducted a survey that stated guys actually enjoy "chick flicks." That's all well and good, because far be it for us gals to stereotype what gets men choked up. Yet, looking at their Top 7 Movies That Make Guys Cry list, something seems amiss. Do guys really know guys who cried in The Notebook? In Titanic? In even Gladiator?The rest of their top four are Dead Poets Society, Rudy, Saving Private Ryan, and Legends of the Fall.

Intriguing! I have to agree: a few of the titles Today lists don't really seem to belong on that list. For the male reader(s) out there, which is more correct, the Today list or the Amazon list? Do both miss the boat? What movies, if any, have tugged at your heartstrings or have otherwise strongly affected you emotionally? Why? By all means, please weigh in; I'd love to hear!

Yes, I looked for a video clip of the classic Tom Hanks/Victor Garber "Dirty Dozen" scene from Sleepless in Seattle (possibly one of the Nomad Dad's favorite movie moments ever), but couldn't seem to find one floating around there on teh interwebs. I would've figured it would be out there. Anyone else know where one is?

Bernard Lewis Lecture & New AEI Mag

While poking around online to see whether AEI had put up its own video of Bernard Lewis' 2007 Irving Kristol Award Lecture, which I watched on CSPAN 2 last night--which I hope they do eventually--I noticed that AEI is producing (has released) a new magazine in print and online, The American. Undoubtedly everyone else is already aware of this and I'm behind the times as usual! Thought I'd mention it anyway. Since I really should go feed fish and work on writing my due-uncomfortably-soon prelim that has repeatedly gotten second billing to this semester's plentiful and substantial academic obligations, I only perused the titles; nevertheless, it looks promising. Whoever does have time, go forth and read.

Thursday, March 01, 2007

Stop the Presses

Slackenerney...writes a thesis?? Now there's a plot twist for you!

At any rate, perhaps that will reassure El Novio: if even Mike Slackenerney can write a thesis, I'm sure I can too, someday. (I don't think you're actually reading this, but you can be reassured all the same.) Today, however, is not that day.