Since the release of the film, the unusual title suffix “Electric Boogaloo,” a reference to a funk-oriented dance style from the 1970s, has become a running joke concerning movie sequels.
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It has also been used to lampoon the actual name of a sequel when it is found to be ridiculous or disappointing.
You see, simply put “electric boogaloo” after anything that is ridiculous, misfounded, or silly overall, and you’ve suddenly done the work of many adjective-heavy sentences.
Here I am cleaning out my email inbox (responses from two different job applications today!), and I ran across an email I left in my inbox since February, from Nils. It depicts this fantastic circular parking garage, with an open air car elevator at the center, used to hoist cars up to little carports. It is 20 stories high.
Now, I thought, perhaps this has been covered by Snopes, an urban myth debunking site. The pictures looked real, and it turns out that they are - however, this is not a public parking garage, no, it’s the storage area for Volkswagen’s Autostadt factory in Wolfsburg, Germany. Still amazing; thanks, Nils!
I was listening to NPR’s program called Midday this past Monday, and the topic was the final Harry Potter book. One of the speakers on the show was from the Red Balloon Bookshop, and her name was Maureen Sackmaster-Carpenter. Sackmaster. What an awesome last name.
“Now it’s only work
Each day bleeding into the next
Barely scraping by I tire myself out just so I can rest
But rest it rightly comes
And when it does I come out and go home
Because it’s much too quiet
Seems that I’m not suited to being in love
And everyone around me’s changed
But the garden that you planted remains.”
There are currently a few difficulties with the “what’s new since you last visited” script. Should be fixed soon. In the meantime, everything is new, all the time! UPDATE: If new things are not updating, delete your cookies, and everything should work fine again.
This is the most stunning thing I’ve seen online in over a year. A certain Mr. Fredo Viola created something he calls the Sad Song Video, which was made only using 15 second clips from his digital camera. Incredible production, haunting melodies — today, I’m happy for the internet.
Mykala and I are currently riding a frighteningly violent relationship rollercoaster full of hairpin turns and terrifying drops. Three years: the stakes are high, very high.
There are frequently crickets in the basement of my parent’s home, which nobody likes to kill. So, after accidentally amputating the legs off one too many crickets in attempts to remove them from the premises, my mother devised a system whereby a check box (remember checks?) is used to scoop up the crickets. Recently, my dad was trying to save a cricket, so he asked after the whereabouts of this box. He found it. It’s labeled in permanent marker: “Box for catching/releasing crickets.”
Speaking of crickets (and by that, I mean I have no transition at all), a personal trainer at Lifetime had two women standing on squishy half sphere exercise platforms. They were hitting each other repeatedly with long foam sticks.
And speaking of war, I drove by protesters today on University Avenue. One of the signs stuck out: “Let’s be friends with the world again.”
Even more striking is the fact that our “high speed” connections are painfully slow by other countries’ standards. According to the Information Technology and Innovation Foundation, French broadband connections are, on average, more than three times as fast as ours. Japanese connections are a dozen times faster. Oh, and access is much cheaper in both countries than it is here.
The main idea of the article is that the ideals of a market driven economy are just that: ideals — sometimes federal regulations are the only way to guarantee a situation where competition drives prices down. He goes one (emphasis mine):
Meanwhile, as a recent article in Business Week explains, the real French bureaucrats used judicious regulation to promote competition. As a result, French consumers get to choose from a variety of service providers who offer reasonably priced Internet access that’s much faster than anything I can get, and comes with free voice calls, TV and Wi-Fi.
I really enjoyed this comment about the changing place of email in today’s digital communication landscape.
“A ‘social network’ is next to useless for building professional contacts if it’s just full of other dumbass teenagers texting OMGWTFBBQ at each other all day.”