How many articles have you read whose thesis is “Facebook and other social media monsters subtract from compelling real world interpersonal interactions?” Every week I read about or meet someone force feeding this argument like it were doctrine. Brandlady.com explores these “broadly recognized” negative effects of Facebook touching upon Facebook addiction, being deprived of real world interactions,…
I’ve held back to long. I need to write about what has brought more joy to the expats in Antigua, Guatemala than when El Muro started paying people to imbibe. Rather than fill this post with unwanted ajectives and annoying ‘-lys’ that my delight in it would cause, I’ll give you just to stoic facts,…
So I just learned today, that I live with a robot. As I sat writing away, my roommate began piling up all the furniture on the table. I didn’t ask why. If he wanted to pile up all the furniture on the table, that was his own bussiness. Then he left. Then, I started to…
6 Innovative Things To Do With Coffee Grounds 1. Put them in your enemy’s mustache wax (beware Comic Book Dan). 2. Going for that I’m-a-misunderstood-artist-working-as-a-barista aura and aroma? Mix coffee grounds with body soap and lather, rinse then repeat until desired potency is achieved. Also acts as exfoliant. 3. Talk on the Internet says that you…
Let’s start with some good news. This person, somehow, call it divine intervention, call it dumb luck, call it superpowers, did not go blind: The bad news that’s coming is so bad, so so incredibly mortifyingly horrible, that I think we should all jack ourselves up with some more positive news and thinking before I drop a…
I candidly confess that I have ever looked on Cuba as the most interesting addition which could ever be made to our system of States. The control which, with Florida, this island would give us over the Gulf of Mexico, and the countries and isthmus bordering on it, as well as all those whose waters…
On Wednesday readers of this blog were smacked in the face by the fierce reality that a cat from my neighborhood, Mr. Snagglepuss, was missing. His owners put up flyers everywhere asking if anyone had seen Mr. Snagglepuss. Everywhere held their breath. How could one sleep knowing that Mr. Snagglepuss was somewhere in the cold…
Facebook and Twitter are conflicted today. On the one side we have people are talking about all the stuff they are scoring for Black Friday. Over the fence, down the stairs, into the sublet, we have everyone else calling today Buy Nothing Day. So what’s with today, today? Is it Black Friday or Buy Nothing…
Before jumping into the alligator swamp in this blog post, we have one item to cover. First order of business: Mr. Snagglepuss, a cat from the neighboring building who has gone up and left. Despite vigorous flyering (what some people [certainly tree people] would call “excessive” flyering), Mr. Snagglepuss is still at large. Various theories abound…
Last year I gave my brother, Isaac—who had just turned ten—a machete for Christmas. Isaac and I both agreed this was a most awesome present. But little did we know, as we basked in the bliss of our machete brought glory, our own mother was hatching a plot redolent of The Grinch. While everyone was distracted…
