December 2008
12 posts
Angry Whopper. Seriously. →
Angry Whopper. Seriously., originally uploaded by MattSpringer.
Matt’s First MP3 →
So my wonderful wife got me what I mostest wanted for X-Mas–a USB preamp device that will enable me to record piano and vocals to my laptop. I spent a few hours this morning finally getting it to…
Merry Crimble! →
May all of you have a very wonderful Christmas today…and if you don’t celebrate Christmas, just have an awesome day period.
One last tune for The X-Mas Files 2008, then I delete all…
The X-Mas Files 2008: And Goodwill to Men →
I have now officially shit my pants TWICE in my adult life.
I’m gonna leave that there, although as is my wont, I am slightly tempted to reveal the story behind the second event, comfortable in…
The X-Mas Files 2008: Living in Paradise →
So I get home Thursday evening to a vomiting festival, starring my daughter and with my wife as a featured player. We end up at the emergency room till 3 a.m. Friday morning tending to our poor,…
The X-Mas Files 2008: The Rebel Jesus →
It’s just late enough in the X-Mas season so that you’re really feeling it, but it’s still early enough that a slightly downer thinkpiece from Jackson Browne with the Chieftans really…
The X-Mas Files 2008: Christmas Is All Around →
The local Christmas music station has this number on high rotation, with no sense of irony whatsoever, even though it’s less a real “Christmas song” and more of a vicious, spot-on parody…
The X-Mas Files 2008: A Righteous Classic →
There’s Christmas songs that get played year after year on every “holiday home of the hits” in every major and minor metropolitan location around the globe.
Many of these are god-awful; some…
Line of the Week →
“Senator Obama says there can only be ‘one president at a time.’ I’m afraid that overestimates the number of presidents we currently have.”
–Barney Frank, as heard on CNN this morning
The X-Mas Files 2008: Let’s Get Started →
It’s the X-Mas season; in fact, it has been for like six months, even though X-Mas itself is still twenty days away. (Twenty days! I have nothing to give my mailman/dentist! He’s the same person!…
For The Record, Chapter 3 →
(it ain’t dead yet)
“Shit!”
No one else is in my apartment–no one ever is–but I shout “Shit!” regardless. It feels necessary, like an admonition to my ass to keep its contents shut tight, even…