1. That about sums it up. 

    That about sums it up. 

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  2. asiancuisines:

Ramen

    asiancuisines:

    Ramen

    (via fuckyeahnoodles)

    3 months ago  /  106 notes  /  Source: asiancuisines

  3. Growl

    It’s that time of year.

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  4. I don’t bother with blogs that don’t allow comments.

    Or newspapers for that matter. If you can’t stand the heat, get out of the kitchen. It’s clear, the Internet is too hard for you. 

    UPDATE 1/5: I see from commentary elsewhere that this concept is rising to the surface again. “Bloggers” desperate to convert to “journalists”, and feeling that they can rise above it all. They aren’t of much use to me until they develop real sources and reporting, and aren’t just repeating what other people (usually in larger established news organizations) have discovered and reported on. So, I repeat, I don’t bother with ‘em. The comments help to keep them in check and lower the “pass on the company press release” mentality. 

    5 months ago  /  Notes

  5. Really like the George Harrison documentary

    Funny. I find myself chuckling every now and then. And it’s kind of nice to have a Beatles movie that isn’t centered around John Lennon for a change. 

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  6. (via MATRIXSYNTH: Lemur for iOS Now Available)

    (via MATRIXSYNTH: Lemur for iOS Now Available)

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  7. I Don’t Care About Flash

    I really don’t. I removed it from my life years ago, blocked it in my browsers and heckled my friends who were more recently admitted into the cabal of technocracy that insisted on complicating their lives with it. Seriously. Anyone who knew anything about web technologies avoided this stuff years ago, and not doing so pegged you as a newb quicker than a flame war over Android.

    But it is a little sweet to watch the Evil Tower begin to topple. Back in the later 90s, when Adobe moved into crunchy Fremont on the outskirts of Seattle and herded their minions out into the rain for COMPANY CALISTHENICS, all dressed up in their turd-red Adobe Tshirts (and rain jackets), I would watch and say to myself “These boobs are going to fall. Hard.”  

    Thus another of my prophecies has come to pass. You’re welcome.

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