Panel four, last sentence.
Panel three.
Panel four.
Panel four, final sentence.
What do I want to do right now at work, then later on in the night?
ANSWER AND WIN THE PRIZE.
If you guessed mild drinking, you win the prize.
Friday, September 28, 2007
Thursday, September 27, 2007
Sports!
As promised, our little operation here at Over-Analyzed has become the premiere spot for sports on the web. Congratulations!
So here is a post about sports. The football season started up recently, and some of the teams are doing pretty well. Others of the teams are not doing so well - tough luck to those guys!
No. This feels wrong. I have sold out. Just look at that font. Ick.
Keep blogging purely and honestly, everyone! This is the lesson of the day.
Because of this post, my blog will shortly become the #1 source of collected information about lessons for life. Stay tuned!
So here is a post about sports. The football season started up recently, and some of the teams are doing pretty well. Others of the teams are not doing so well - tough luck to those guys!
No. This feels wrong. I have sold out. Just look at that font. Ick.
Keep blogging purely and honestly, everyone! This is the lesson of the day.
Because of this post, my blog will shortly become the #1 source of collected information about lessons for life. Stay tuned!
Walsh
Saw Matt Walsh and Jeff Garlin, plus Seth Morris some other dudes, doing some improv over at Cobb's Comedy Club last night with the lady.
Yeah, the aformentioned dudes were not the titular bad dudes from the game, that was misinformation.
Anyway, the show was great, Walsh is a right-handed genius.
Also, Yankees came back from being super-awful to clinch a spot in the playoffs. Guess all that money has actually been doing something.
Signing off now. Return later, when, after breaking the startling and unique news that the Yanks clinched, this blog will have been transformed into the biggest sports site on the web.
Man.
Yeah, the aformentioned dudes were not the titular bad dudes from the game, that was misinformation.
Anyway, the show was great, Walsh is a right-handed genius.
Also, Yankees came back from being super-awful to clinch a spot in the playoffs. Guess all that money has actually been doing something.
Signing off now. Return later, when, after breaking the startling and unique news that the Yanks clinched, this blog will have been transformed into the biggest sports site on the web.
Man.
Wednesday, September 26, 2007
Workin' on a new song
See title. Pretty excited about it, just have to finish writing it to see if it's any good. Tentative title is "Out My Mind" and it is a two-part SAGA about two different topics loosely connected by only a few ideas. [sarcasm]One half is a biting social commentary, and the other half is a poignant tale of a lonely man.[/sarcasm]* While those are, non-sarcastically, the two halves of the song, I'm not conceited enough to praise myself so openly. Look how much better a man I am than a man who touts himself and brags about his own work. Right?
Good lord I am a bored little man today.
*It is important in this situation to ensure that the period is also sarcastic, or else your readers might not understand the full import of your sarcasm tag.
Good lord I am a bored little man today.
*It is important in this situation to ensure that the period is also sarcastic, or else your readers might not understand the full import of your sarcasm tag.
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
Brief After-Lunch Post
If there's not a volume control on a media player, don't post all your audio on your website using that media player, Onion AV Club and Kevin Smith. That is all.
Title in an Incongruent Font
Italics. For emphasis.
Regular text for just writing like normal.
Link to relevant website.
I wanted to embed a video that is no longer available, but I don't have the energy.
What a hoot!
Regular text for just writing like normal.
Link to relevant website.
I wanted to embed a video that is no longer available, but I don't have the energy.
What a hoot!
Monday, September 24, 2007
The Real World Smells Like a Dentist's Office
At least, my office does. And it is not a dentist's office. Perhaps it's just my current issues with the modern business world. My argument boils down to the fact that the vast majority of office work is neither cool nor fun. I could make it a lot more complicated, and I do have more complex thoughts about it, but that's the nitty gritty of the argument. But maybe I'm wrong.
Defining intent and scope, because I can't help but think about this: I intend this page to be primarily for my own uses, to exercise my brain and my fingers, to actually Produce a Thing every day, to feel somewhat creatively satisfied when not writing songs. It is also an opportunity for some friends to read what I'm saying and continue to be impressed by my whimsical prose.
Now that my aims are clear, I can breathe a bit easier.
Reading back over this, I think I should be funnier when I write cuz this is fuckin' bleak and serious. LOOK HOW FUNNY.
Defining intent and scope, because I can't help but think about this: I intend this page to be primarily for my own uses, to exercise my brain and my fingers, to actually Produce a Thing every day, to feel somewhat creatively satisfied when not writing songs. It is also an opportunity for some friends to read what I'm saying and continue to be impressed by my whimsical prose.
Now that my aims are clear, I can breathe a bit easier.
Reading back over this, I think I should be funnier when I write cuz this is fuckin' bleak and serious. LOOK HOW FUNNY.
Twinkle Twinkle Blah Blah Blah
Evidently there is a universe in which I am not writing a blog right now.
But this is not that universe. This is a universe with me writing this blog right now.
In this blog entry I will reveal that I was in a band in college called Sex Piano, and that we are due to reunite and try to make it in less than a year's time. I will go on to inadequately describe our band as heavily influenced by Ween, great pop and rock music, and a small amount of terrible music. At the point I fail to describe the music, I will direct you to the link on the right which takes you to our site, where you can hear some songs of ours. I will then say that the application on the site doesn't work on some networks, but if you can hear our tunes, then you are lucky. Then I will presumptuously assume that the band is working on trying to get some more audio up there, even though I haven't talked to the band about this. At that point I will let you know that we are working on some new songs, in a coast-2-coast capacity. I will even reveal the name of one - "Sad Skateboarder" - which is hopefully less jokey in execution than its title implies.
Apparently there is also (will also be?) a universe in which I decide not to make the entire post a lame paradox...but which universe is it? At the risk of not knowing what I'm talking about anyway, I will at that point end the post.
But this is not that universe. This is a universe with me writing this blog right now.
In this blog entry I will reveal that I was in a band in college called Sex Piano, and that we are due to reunite and try to make it in less than a year's time. I will go on to inadequately describe our band as heavily influenced by Ween, great pop and rock music, and a small amount of terrible music. At the point I fail to describe the music, I will direct you to the link on the right which takes you to our site, where you can hear some songs of ours. I will then say that the application on the site doesn't work on some networks, but if you can hear our tunes, then you are lucky. Then I will presumptuously assume that the band is working on trying to get some more audio up there, even though I haven't talked to the band about this. At that point I will let you know that we are working on some new songs, in a coast-2-coast capacity. I will even reveal the name of one - "Sad Skateboarder" - which is hopefully less jokey in execution than its title implies.
Apparently there is also (will also be?) a universe in which I decide not to make the entire post a lame paradox...but which universe is it? At the risk of not knowing what I'm talking about anyway, I will at that point end the post.
Sunday, September 23, 2007
Thinkin' about postin'
So I've been thinking about posting for the last couple days, trying to find an interesting lens through which to view the events in my life since Friday in order for me to feel like I'm contributing something unique to the ol' 'sphere. Blogo'. Well anyway, watched the first two seasons of Mr. Show on Friday. It's great how non-stop smart and funny they are, especially considering what passes for comedy on primetime television. That is a pretty boring thing to say about maybe the funniest show that's ever been on TV. Bob and David link to the right will lead you to what the Mr. Show dudes are currently up to.
Friday night was called by my bud Matt to go to an Arcade Fire show on short notice, down Mountain View way. They have made pretty good use of their fame, I'd say, overcoming the obvious obstacles of performing for a giant amphitheater though inventive stage and show design. I assume that it was pretty intimate to be in the front row, perhaps like enjoying a private concert with 13 or so of your best and most talented friends. But from way back on the grass area, where there is naturally very little intimacy, the private concert was replaced by an interesting light show and a beautifully ominous tableau which could not truly be appreciated from a "good" seat. This is a pretty poor description, and I'm sure I could do a good job of this if I were paying more attention. The question - should I come back and edit this, or just put it up and get on with my life because no one is reading this anyway.
Decision made.
Friday night was called by my bud Matt to go to an Arcade Fire show on short notice, down Mountain View way. They have made pretty good use of their fame, I'd say, overcoming the obvious obstacles of performing for a giant amphitheater though inventive stage and show design. I assume that it was pretty intimate to be in the front row, perhaps like enjoying a private concert with 13 or so of your best and most talented friends. But from way back on the grass area, where there is naturally very little intimacy, the private concert was replaced by an interesting light show and a beautifully ominous tableau which could not truly be appreciated from a "good" seat. This is a pretty poor description, and I'm sure I could do a good job of this if I were paying more attention. The question - should I come back and edit this, or just put it up and get on with my life because no one is reading this anyway.
Decision made.
Friday, September 21, 2007
A Child is Born
About an hour ago, my sister had her second child. I am now a proud uncle five times over.
Initial Over-Analysis
Personal blogs are dumb right? This is the premise on which I am building this thing, and this is the template by which it will be run. Which means, of course, that it will end up having nothing to do with the content of the posts or anything contained herein.
I consider everything about the personal blog funny. What compounds this is the fact that I'm now embarking on a fairly serious personal blog.
This font is funny.
Credit where it's due - Neil Vineberg, of Vineberg Communications, convinced me to take the plunge and become a blogger. Recently met with Neil himself, as he is thinking of taking me on as a West Coast consultant for his PR company. I assume I'll get into this more in a later post, as I go on and fulfill my blogging duty by complaining about my current temp job (read: not Neil's potential position, my current job). I see the masses lining up to read about that. "A dude who doesn't like his job," they think as they wait behind thousands of others thinking the same thing (which I guess makes this line infinitely long if everyone is behind thousands of people...) "What an interesting thing to blog about. I wonder if he's as upset with his great life as I am." But here it is, for better or for worse. I expect a readership of over 2,000 by the end of next week.
Ok now that my first post sucks and has gone off the deep end, time to finish it here. I expect I will post later today - taking a day off from work to meet with Neil and have a meeting with four seasons of Mr. Show which my lovely girlfriend got me for my birthday.
nk
I consider everything about the personal blog funny. What compounds this is the fact that I'm now embarking on a fairly serious personal blog.
This font is funny.
Credit where it's due - Neil Vineberg, of Vineberg Communications, convinced me to take the plunge and become a blogger. Recently met with Neil himself, as he is thinking of taking me on as a West Coast consultant for his PR company. I assume I'll get into this more in a later post, as I go on and fulfill my blogging duty by complaining about my current temp job (read: not Neil's potential position, my current job). I see the masses lining up to read about that. "A dude who doesn't like his job," they think as they wait behind thousands of others thinking the same thing (which I guess makes this line infinitely long if everyone is behind thousands of people...) "What an interesting thing to blog about. I wonder if he's as upset with his great life as I am." But here it is, for better or for worse. I expect a readership of over 2,000 by the end of next week.
Ok now that my first post sucks and has gone off the deep end, time to finish it here. I expect I will post later today - taking a day off from work to meet with Neil and have a meeting with four seasons of Mr. Show which my lovely girlfriend got me for my birthday.
nk
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