I saw Snoop Dogg at Lifetime Fitness, my local gym. More on this tomorrow.
At one moment in time very close to the sun setting, all the birds in the trees leave their perches to spend the evening somewhere more sheltered - it’s a beautiful sight.
Ultra running - Life. Running. Dean Karnazes … who ran to the South Pole.
Good and Bad Presentations - Featuring Gates and Jobs. (via Authentic Boredom).
Long hours of studying take their toll on creativity.
Meatiest cows … ever - Belgian blue cows don’t produce myostatin, which inhibits muscle development. So you end up with monster cows like this one. Interesting paper on myostatin.
And that … is the end of fall viewed through my window.
I’ve been looking for good music for the Christmas holiday. Christmas music is not always easy to find. Guess what I accidentally stumbled across? The Regis Philbin Christmas Album. Whaaaat? Given the musical careers of Hillary Duff and Lindsay Lohan, I should not be surprised that one only needs achievements in acting in order to record tremendously average music. Listening to the samples of this album was not a pleasant experience: imagine impeccable production mixed with the most stunningly mediocre, digitally corrected ‘singing’ you have ever heard. One review:
This album is what it is. And what it is, is Regis Philbin singing Christmas songs. REGIS PHILBIN. SINGING CHRISTMAS SONGS.
Shaking that bomb of an album off, we move on to the best Christmas albums you will ever hear (well some of them fit that qualifications … how more than one is the ‘best’ I do not know … anyhow):
Those last four are the albums I grew up with at Christmas. They mean Christmas to me … finding them on CD, still in print, amazes me. I hope to buy them soon, and therefore move our aging vinyl records into the 21st century. Many memories to come.
An artful blur of headlights, highway lights, and the stereo of a Passat.
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