(There was a Nintendo Direct about the new Super Smash Bros. today and I’m kind of hyped, don’t mind me.)
Barenaked Ladies - “Pinch Me”
It’s like a dream, you try to remember, but it’s gone
Then you try to scream, but it only comes out as a yawn
When you try to see the world beyond your front door
Gonna be a BNL kind of day.
I’ve been playing with Duolingo on my tablet, partly for fun and partly because I have a Spanish degree I don’t use. Occasionally it reminds me of my high school Spanish textbooks when it comes up with sentences like this one.
(A favorite from Spanish 3, junior year of high school: “¡No tires esas salchichas!” Sigh.)
(Seriously, it turns my stomach to think Bud Selig is probably going to end up in the Hall of Fame, and Frank Jobe and Marvin Miller won’t.)
No player, manager, or executive was more important to baseball in the latter half of the 20th century than Dr. Jobe. He and Marvin Miller may never get the recognition they deserve, and that’s a crying shame.
If there’s no room for Frank Jobe in the Hall of Fame, take Bowie Kuhn out.— Craig Calcaterra (@craigcalcaterra) March 7, 2014
Douglas Adams is the best when it comes to describe characters
they need to teach classes on Douglas Adams analogies okay
“He leant tensely against the corridor wall and frowned like a man trying to unbend a corkscrew by telekinesis.”
"Stones, then rocks, then boulders which pranced past him like clumsy puppies, only much, much bigger, much, much harder and heavier, and almost infinitely more likely to kill you if they fell on you.”
"He gazed keenly into the distance and looked as if he would quite like the wind to blow his hair back dramatically at that point, but the wind was busy fooling around with some leaves a little way off.”
"It looked only partly like a spaceship with guidance fins, rocket engines and escape hatches and so on, and a great deal like a small upended Italian bistro.”
"If it was an emotion, it was a totally emotionless one. It was hatred, implacable hatred. It was cold, not like ice is cold, but like a wall is cold. It was impersonal, not as a randomly flung fist in a crowd is impersonal, but like a computer-issued parking summons is impersonal. And it was deadly - again, not like a bullet or a knife is deadly, but like a brick wall across a motorway is deadly.”