And nobody knows like me
(apologies in advance...)
Oh, but Love grows where my Rosemary goes
Posted by
Ben Myers
on Thursday, December 24, 2009
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Google Drop-Down Menus and A Logical Conclusion
Posted by
Ben Myers
on Tuesday, December 22, 2009
Labels:
drop-down menu,
google,
how to
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Google Screen Shots:
I am assuming that the content of Google drop-down
menus is determined by the most frequent inquiries.
Based on this logic, I rationally conclude
that it is statistically probable that one or more of these
character-types exist:
(1) Overweight, oversexed stoners
looking for Chuck Norris videos
(2) Freshly tattooed Erin Andrews fans
desperately seeking zhu zhu pets and
a cold sore remedy
(3) Angst-ridden, vainglorious teenage parolees
practicing unsafe sex --
searching for a cheap plane ticket to escape abroad,
while learning how to kiss (online) and speak Spanish
practicing unsafe sex --
searching for a cheap plane ticket to escape abroad,
while learning how to kiss (online) and speak Spanish
Found Deli Schematic in Abandoned Kitchen
Posted by
Ben Myers
on Wednesday, December 16, 2009
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This Year's Holiday Card
Posted by
Ben Myers
on Monday, December 14, 2009
Labels:
Design,
holiday card
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Friday's Thoreau Excerpt
Posted by
Ben Myers
on Friday, December 11, 2009
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Society is commonly too cheap. We meet at very short intervals, not having had time to acquire any new value for each other. We meet at meals three times a day, and give each other a new taste of that old musty cheese that we are. We have had to agree on a certain set of rules, called etiquette and politeness, to make this frequent meeting tolerable and that we need not come to open war. We meet at the post-office, and at the sociable, and about the fireside every night; we live thick and are in each other's way, and stumble over one another, and I think that we thus lose some respect for one another.
- Thoreau's Walden (c. 1854)









