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July 5, 2009

Goodbye Movable Type, hello WordPress

I ditched Movable Type and am now using WordPress for this blog. I wish I had switched sooner, as WP is a million times better than MT. The installation was incredibly easy and the wide variety of WP plug-ins have simplified many tasks that were a major pain in the ass with MT. I just have a bit of housekeeping to do with some older posts, but once that is done you can expect some new ones.

March 15, 2009

New banners

I made a bunch of new banners because I’ve had the same ones for, like, two years or something. They’ll show up eventually, you’ll just have to keep refreshing or whatev.

March 15, 2009

My life (in comic strip format)


I would probably say “dude” more often, though.


Via “Hark, a Vagrant!” by K. Beaton.

March 5, 2009

Oh, to be a laid off investment banker!

I am an idiot. When I was a student at LSE, my friends who were studying finance kept telling me that I should work in finance. I told them that finance sounded really boring and that I actually knew nothing about finance. They told me that it didn’t matter if I knew nothing about finance, I should just apply. But I didn’t, because I wanted to work in the oil & gas industry. After reading this article, however, it is apparent that I made the wrong choice. Instead of working for an industry that actually, you know, provides the energy that runs the world while managing to turn a profit and not completely fuck up the world economy, I should have gone to work for Goldman Sachs or Deutsche Bank or whatev, and then received a pink slip so I could travel the world and fulfill my dream of climbing Mt. Everest:

When Deutsche Bank determined that strategist Rod Manalo was, in the merciless language of hard times, “redundant,” it was an abrupt and humbling end to a seven-year career in finance.
But Manalo, 30, has not been trudging the gray streets of London where he was based looking for work. This week, he was in the sun-drenched Brazilian resort city of Florianopolis, taking surfing lessons and dancing in throbbing nightclubs amid Carnival revelers. That was after he had snowboarded in the Alps, golfed in Florida and prepared for a year-long world journey that he expects will take him to the Amazon, Antarctica, Australia and beyond.


Among such Type A tourists, there is often more going on than daiquiri-sipping or hammock-swinging. Take Alex Iscoe, a 28-year-old Toronto native who resigned from Goldman Sachs last May as the financial storm clouds were gathering. Recently, he was in London, hooked up to a machine that simulates the depleted oxygen conditions of high-altitude peaks, part of his training regimen to climb the highest mountain on each of the world’s seven continents, something only about 230 people have done.

Well, that sounds like fun. I’ll be daydreaming of climbing Mt. Everest while sitting in my cubicle tomorrow, wondering how I can manage to scrounge up the $65,000 to actually do so.

January 21, 2009


More on the Inauguration later…

January 10, 2009

I demand a Congressional investigation into Big Avocado’s price gouging

Seriously, $2.79 for ONE Hasse avocado from Mexico? That’s insane.
Meanwhile, I filled up the XTerra for $25.72 today. Nice.

January 10, 2009

The Tamagotchi of blogs

Via gchat:

Adam: your blog is sad

it needs someone to care for it

if it were a digital pet, it would be dead

January 3, 2009

Neglecting this blog

Wow, a week in California really threw me off my regular posting schedule (ok, I never had one to begin with). I’ve got a ton of stuff to write about, but have been clearing out my RSS reader, catching up on e-mail, working out, playing Wii Mario Kart, and doing various other things. I also won 2/3 games of beer pong on New Year’s Eve. Not bad, huh? And tonight I am going to see Gogol Bordello at the 9:30 Club. OH DEAR GOD I LOVE GOGOL BORDELLO.

More later…

December 20, 2008

2008 mug shots of the year

Some real winners in this batch.

December 10, 2008

Where a kid can be a kid

Like most babies of the 80s (with apologies to SoCo) I loved going to Chuck E. Cheese’s and eating tons of pizza, drinking several pitchers of soda, and redeeming hundreds of tickets (won from skee ball, of course) for some useless junk toy. According to the Wall Street Journal, however, several Chuck E. Cheese’s have turned into a not so family friendly environment, with some locations even hiring armed guards to keep the peace:

In Brookfield, Wis., no restaurant has triggered more calls to the police department since last year than Chuck E. Cheese’s.

Officers have been called to break up 12 fights, some of them physical, at the child-oriented pizza parlor since January 2007. The biggest melee broke out in April, when an uninvited adult disrupted a child’s birthday party. Seven officers arrived and found as many as 40 people knocking over chairs and yelling in front of the restaurant’s music stage, where a robotic singing chicken and the chain’s namesake mouse perform.