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Crabby

Yes, I had crab from the crab for the first time. We’re not talking just the legs here. No, we’re talking mallet-pounding, whole crab decimation. Crab shrapnel flying everywhere. This stuff was fresh, less than 24 hours from the coast of Maine to the doorstep in Minnesota. I devoured three.

Apparently, the entire interior of a pre-cooked crab is edible, though the gills and intestines are generally less … shall we say “savory” than the muscle. I stuck with the white muscle in the large claws and body cavity, and immensely enjoyed it all. Very salty, and mildly spicy: these were encrusted with sort of a spicy seasoning chunky coat thing.

During the course of the meal, I grabbed the largest pinchers from a crab leg I had just ripped to pieces, working its pinchers at Kalamazoo. She was not amused. Granted, few people would like their food reanimated, even artificially. Also, those pinchers are sharp, let me tell you. I am confident an angry crab could easily decapitate … hmm no that’s not the right word … I am confident an angry crab could easily aufero-digitus any finger that was unfortunate enough to get caught in its front pinchers.

Finally, don’t ask for pictures: I didn’t bring my camera, which generally happens whenever there are photographic moments occurring. Such is the learning process.

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Things My Girlfriend and I Have Argued About

Things My Girlfriend and I Have Argued About - Incidentally, this has become a a book. He gets to, perhaps, the crux of whatever small “point” there may be on his website: “As I’ve said before, the secret of a successful relationship is to become irretrievably embroiled in a bitter struggle to the death.”

Silhouette Sunset

Silhouette Sunset

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Air Guitar

I’d just like the point out that, recently, I was rockin’ down the hall of the chemistry department at the end of a long day of work, passionately mouthing the words to “Hair of the Dog” by Nazareth. It was all going great until I looked over and saw the stockroom manager looking at me with an expression of horror, grief, and pity all rolled into one facial contortion.

I began to jog quickly.

The Forty Year Old Virgin

This movie was so dirty. Holy man. I know I would have been squirming constantly if I had seen it near anybody 5 or more years older than myself. Or younger. Given that, it was relentlessly funny. The only issue with the humor was going into it expecting so much. I mean, this is Brick, in a starring role. It was one of those “i’m laughing but it might just be because I want to think this is funny things” at the beginning of the movie. Then, I stopped thinking of my expectations and just laughed.

The topic of sex is, of course, a cornucopia for humor. Unfortunately, the movie frequently had to crutch it’s way around, leaning on the inherent politically incorrect humor that sexually-charged jokes carry. Thank goodness there was some good physical comedy in there, too: our hero, Andy, flies through two billboards in a spectacular bike accident. Furthermore, as the film follows mornings at Andy’s house, the same “special effect” that was used in Anchorman is employed. I was only slightly ashamed at myself for laughing.

The sweetness of the movie, the gentle ending, the realistic portrayal of someone who is completely normal except for being a virgin, saves this movie from being another Old School. Certinaly, it’s just as funny, but has some staying power, too. That is, the horrendously dirty and the poignant coexist effectively.

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Control iTunes with Global Hotkeys

Control iTunes with Global Hotkeys - The lack of global hotkeys is a massive hole in iTunes. It’s good to see a program like this fill it. Personally, I use iTunesKeys: both are still being updated frequently.

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Cologne

Cologne

A bit ago, in a post called “Firsts,” I spoke of the first bottle of cologne I ever bought. I was cleaning out in preparation for moving, and look - here it is: a no-longer-sold Gap scent for men.

I Challenge You to a Numeric Duel

I am currently crunching some numbers for dental school (approaching rapidly … 2 years and counting). Interesting thing I didn’t know before: there are mandatory summer terms for 2nd, 3rd, and 4th year students. Other captivating/gripping/fascinating trivia follows.

In my second year of school, I will be paying $425+ towards purchase of precious metals. We’re not talking wedding ring budget here, it’s the metal used in actual tooth work. How satisfying is that: here is your chunk of precious metal that you will slowly mold into tooth-shaped items until there is nothing left of it and you will forget you ever had it. Wonderful. Even then, I’m sure we don’t actually see it all in one chunk anyways … just, whoops there’s $425 gone. When you get ripped off at your bookstore for books, at least you get to hold them all at once in your hands. Yeek.

Summer term is $4700 just in tuition. Assume 12 weeks of summer: you, yes you, can learn dentistry for just $78.33 dollars a day! For comparison, I currently net maybe $60 a day. I think it’d be funny to have a cash register sound go off for my morning alarm clock.

I remember thinking how much $700 dollars for books was in my freshman undergraduate year. What worries me about dental school is not that books are more than 4 times that much for the first year, but the amount of paper that that will buy. Is it possible to read that much in two semesters?

The dental school is on the 15th floor of Moos tower. No elevators during power outtages: that’s going to suck.

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Gameboy Micro is small in the absurd

Gameboy Micro is small in the absurd - Smaller than the screen on a PSP. Holy cow. Markoe, you should get one of these!

Luxury

Luxury

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