This is maybe the coolest thing of the year. Sorry everything to show up after February, you are superfluous. http://gamu-toys.info/sonota/sw/obama/obama.html
Samurai Obama
Jedi Obama
This is maybe the coolest thing of the year. Sorry everything to show up after February, you are superfluous. http://gamu-toys.info/sonota/sw/obama/obama.html
Samurai Obama
Jedi Obama
I love this. Via The Pirate Bay.
The Pedersen family: innovators in the exciting new field of conceptual drinking. Since New Year’s Eve we’ve been experimenting with event-based drinks: The Mexican Firedrill (everyone does a shot of tequila and runs around the block), The Kentucky Derby (the same, but with bourbon), The Russian Relay Race (the same, but with vodka, and turn-based). You might see a theme.
Last night we continued research and broke new ground with possibly our best drink yet. The Jamaican Bobsled consists taking a shot of rum, running down and then back up a flight of stairs (or vice versa), and then tagging the next person who then repeats the process. It is a race and there are only winners with this game.
Unfortunately, I don’t have an iPhone or iPod touch (yet) to test this out on, but Shaun’s a pretty talented guy, so I have faith that it’s kickass. Check out his site for more.
Ever wonder about the plight of mimes in the business world? Or if there is soap that is edible, delicious, and still creates a fine lather when used? Fear not, Eric Ericson is here and asking the hard questions. Brev till utlandet (Letters to Foreign Countries) is a collection of letters written to various companies around the world, and it is fairly hilarious.
Check out the website for a sneak peak (don’t be scared by all the Swedish, the letters and audio are all in English)

That Charles Schultz was apparently a kind of talented cartoonist:
When Schroeder pounded on his piano, his eyes clenched in a trance, the notes floating above his head were no random ink spots dropped into the key of G. Schulz carefully chose each snatch of music he drew and transcribed the notes from the score. More than an illustration, the music was a soundtrack to the strip, introducing the characters’ state of emotion, prompting one of them to ask a question or punctuating an interaction.
You can read the whole article here.
Today was the first day of the trial. I’m not allowed to talk about it at all, so some general observations:
1. The line for the metal detectors in the court house is much longer at 9:30 than 8:30
2. The people in the know at the court house call the metal detectors “magnetizers” (though maybe I’m already getting it wrong)
3. At one point or another everyone in the court room gets noticeably tired
4. It’s also fairly amazing to me how much the proceedings of the trial are geared toward the jury, which makes sense since we’re the ones everyone wants to win over — and we know so little about what the hell is going on. Like every five seconds something is being explained to us. Do the judges and lawyers and bailiffs really need to do all this explaining every time a new case starts? That’d drive me crazy. It’s fascinating how procedural the system is and how much the outcome depends on twelve randomly selected individuals who know next to nothing about the procedures involved. I guess that can be said for a lot of our representative democracy? Maybe I will make an effort to learn more about it… or maybe I will goof around on the internet more!
It’s official: I’m a juror. I am serving on a case in criminal court, and I’m kind of excited about it. Clearly, my level-headedness and innate sense of fairness shown through during the juror selection process, as I was the only one of the initial twenty NOT to be asked a direct question by the prosecutor or defense attorney. Either that or they both saw my babyface and thought: “pliable.” But I am not impressionable! I hold deep deep beliefs!
Like I said, I’m a little pumped about being on a jury, but it seems unfair that basically everyone else got the opportunity to say something peculiar/intolerant enough to get kicked off a jury. Would I be unduly suspicious if two people remembered small details of an event differently? Would I hold the testimony of a police officer in higher regard than a civilian? or expect more of them? Do I distrust cops, or maybe minorities? Well… no. But you should ask me anyway!