This Fortnight in Links

Because I never miss an opportunity to use the word “fortnight”?

And also I was too busy editing video last Saturday to follow through with my “important” “weekly” installment. Anyway, here’s fun stuff I’ve come across on the web this fortnight.

It wasn’t a disappointing fortnight at work, that’s for sure. I worked on accounts for all kinds of animal charities, which always delights me to no end. I asked my boss if it would be possible for me to work specifically on accounts concerning animals and she said they’d create a new position for me. I’m waiting on further information.

As always all photos link to their respective pages.

every company's 'people' page should have mandatory pet presence

every company’s ‘people’ page should have mandatory pet presence

This page prompted my friend to make a remark about how he wishes he could have a donkey in his photo for his work ID. Which made coming across this one a few days later just that much more gratifying:

couldn't believe my eyes

couldn’t believe my eyes

Actually now that I think about it, it was actually a brilliant fortnight for donkeys at work, because my co-worker also sent me this little motivational gem:

it'll bring tears to your eyes

you get only this teaser line. you know you want to know the rest of the story. it’ll bring tears to your eyes, this.

Though I’ve only been on the job for a month (two fortnights, if you will), I’ve already learned that in an office even the most mundane things become entertaining or noteworthy. Such as the fact that I came across an Annual Report in Comic Sans font, which warranted a big face-palm. And inspired me to revisit the archives of a friend’s Facebook page to track down this hilarious (if a bit vulgar) monologue, issued by Mr. Comic Sans himself. I think we’ve all been underestimating this font, world.

mcsweeneys comic sans

I also learned that McSweeney’s was started by Dave Eggers, which is exciting to me because What is the What? was one hell of a book and I’ve been meaning to patronize more of his projects.

I wasn’t actually able to find the Comic Sans article and had to resort to actually establishing communication with said friend in order to find it, but all was not for naught; my efforts were rewarded by this:

"tales from the international spy and advertising agency." i don't think i could think of a marriage that would make me happier than that of 'mad men' and 'archer.' this tumblr is pure gold, guys.

“tales from the international spy and advertising agency.” i don’t think i could think of a marriage that would make me happier than that of ‘mad men’ and ‘archer.’ this tumblr is pure gold, guys.

Facebook also hooked me up with this fascinating piece about people’s post-Sandy dreams, on the page of an old friend whose dream was actually used in the article (she’s the one who “found herself floating on top of a Tyrian purple lagoon: ‘none other but the imaginary “Broadway Canal.””)

harper's sandy and the sandman

And in that article was a link to this… amazing site: You just… post a brief explanation of your dream, and you can see if people are having similar dreams to you. I haven’t tried it yet because I think it’s going to really freak me out, but I’m working my way up to it mentally. I’ll get back to you.

What else, what else? Oh right, so when driving back from NYC on New Year’s Day, Kathy’s friend (and our gracious chauffer) had us listen to Lil Wayne’s deposition and… I mean, just watch. It’s well worth the six minutes of your life.

So it was hilarious enough that we felt we needed to share it at our gathering last Saturday night, and everyone loved it so much that we decided to move onto the next logical thing: Tupac’s deposition. Whereas Mr. Carter went in there blazed out of his mind and proceeded to bring the lolz by avoiding and/or repeating every question asked of him (and then threatening the lawyer who was questioning him), Tupac sat there and, to quote the top comment, “They expected an illiterate dope to come in and self-incriminate himself with broken English and thug logic but instead they got an intelligent human being who was able to defend his music as artistic expression…”

In other words, not very funny. As we felt the need to inform them:

it hasn't generated any activity yet.

it hasn’t generated any activity yet.

(In fact, I made a point of going to Copyright School on YouTube after NBC really pushed the law on me after uploading that video of Jenna Maroney and Paul L’astnamé singing “O Holy Night” on 30 Rock for my Christmas post on account of that comment. I wasn’t able to leave comments until I went and promised not to use any more copyrighted material :(. I thought I had it all figured out, that getting-around-copyright-ish business!)

Oh yeah, and then a co-worker showed me this which… kind of is beyond what I’m capable of describing to you. Like… Lil Wayne fan-fiction or something, but I don’t think it’s meant to be understood as such. Are you under the spell of the demon to whom Lil Wayne sold his soul in order to assure the success of Young Money?

lil wayne's secret’s_Secret

If you’re in the mood to do some reading about the debt bias, I really liked this post that was Freshly Pressed a while back:

he calls it 'econ for poets' haha... even i could understand it!

he calls it ‘econ for poets’ haha… even i could understand it!

If you’re feeling nerdy in that kind of language-exploration kind of way that I know affects so many, you may find this of interest:

bbc english

favorite part: “Hinglish is a blend of Hindi, Punjabi, Urdu and English and is so widespread that it’s even being taught to British diplomats… In Hinglish, a co-brother is a brother-in-law; eve-teasing means sexual harassment; an emergency crew responding to a crisis might be described as ‘airdashing’, and somewhat confusing to football fans, a ‘stadium’ refers to a bald man with a fringe of hair. There’s even a new concept of time – “pre-pone”, the opposite of postpone, meaning “to bring something forward”.”

Kathy sent me this article that I really had to drag myself away from after reading the first page at work, and I’ll admit to not actually getting around to reading the rest of it. But I found it to be wonderfully written and it stirred up nice memories of my wandering past. Do check it out.

twenty somethings new yorker

Big news for board games: (Thanks Emilie.)

they best leave that shoe alone...

they best leave that shoe alone…

Another co-worker wants to spring a few of us from work for however long a Rickshaw Run takes and I’ve offered to assist his friend make a movie about it. If everyone just wanted to start sending out positive intention that this becomes a reality, I’d appreciate it.

i dream of it

i dream of it

Oh another work discovery: a gallery of awesome wildlife shots, most notably this fox, naturally because it reminds me of Ollie, my Thai Domestic Goat Fox.

ollie's mouth isn't quite that big.

ollie’s mouth isn’t quite that big.

I feel the need to include this because I think it’s memorable and important. He’s not making any gun control argument you haven’t heard already, but he’s doing it in a way only Jon Stewart can… Well done, sir.

i couldn't find a still where he WASN'T making a ridiculous face

i couldn’t find a still where he WASN’T making a ridiculous face

And because this La Roux playlist made my morning yesterday I’ll throw it in too. The opening track is my new jam:

One year ago: Lemony Herbed Potato Salad (I need to make this again! I used to love that ish.)
Two years ago: October 21: The Apex!
Three years ago: Laura’s Trip to Beijing

Home for Christmas

There’ve been a few years where the Christmas classic “I’ll Be Home for Christmas” (links to Josh Groban’s, since serendipitously enough it started playing right as I started this post) struck a certain chord for me, particularly the “if only in my dreams” bit. This year, however, was not one! It’s been great being home for the holidays this year and getting to celebrate with my family. Work finished early on Friday so Ollie and I piled in our little Nissan Frontier– with my two brothers and all our belongings– and headed home. It was a tight fit and I don’t know if you’ve ever traveled any great distance with a fidgety, 40-pound mutt on your lap, but we eventually arrived no worse for the wear.

cookies for work friday morning. because i love puns AND cookies.

cookies for work friday morning. because i love puns AND cookies.

ollie heard they were teaching dogs to drive...

ollie heard they were teaching dogs to drive…

(In case you missed the story about dogs learning to drive…)

haha... attempt one

haha… attempt one

tight fit 2

Sunday was extra special for the pups because we went hiking with our good friends the Leehans at Bull Run mountain. We’re able to let them off the leashes and let them run free through the woods, which is pretty much a dog’s dream. However, whereas Moose never ventures too far from the sights of her People, Ollie’s more prone to playing the Lone Wolf and setting off on his own adventure, leaving us all somewhere between slightly-concerned and fearful-we’ll-never-see-him-again. This time was no different, with an even more prolonged absence than before. Eventually, after asking everyone we passed on the trail if they’d seen a little black dog with a goofy curly tail, we were informed that some people had found him and put him on someone’s extra leash. We were very grateful to them, and expressed as much, and then Moose attacked the Helpful Lady’s chihuahua. Excellent.

ready to go!

ready to go!

bull run mountain

mom, mark, and andrea atop the mountain.

mom, mark, and andrea atop the mountain.

bull run mountain

dad: "is this one titled, 'in search of'?"

dad: “is this one titled, ‘in search of’?”

tired pups returning

tired pups on the return trip

Christmas Eve was chilled out at home with one nice surprise: the first snow of the season (and Ollie’s first snow ever!). My little Thai dog thought the white stuff was pretty cool.

ollie snow instagram

frozen fountain

snowy baby

snowy baby

moose, on the other hand, prefers to snuggle with teddy bears

moose, on the other hand, prefers to snuggle with teddy bears

Ryan had to return to Charlottesville to play trumpet at two Christmas Eve church services, but was home this morning to open presents and to spend our first Christmas with just the five of us in… many years. The boys are now making us laugh with their RC helicopters and I’ve got to sign off now to go play Mom’s new Jeopardy video game. Merry, merry Christmas everyone! May your every New Year’s dream come true.

midget dad fighting over ollie's ball

midget dad fighting over ollie’s ball

note mom's new moose figurine...

note mom’s new moose figurine…

merry christmas from the calonders!

merry christmas from the calonders!

uncle nate in the traditional christmas 'get-up' fighting with his nephew

uncle nate in the traditional christmas ‘get-up’ fighting with his nephew


stack of giftsmoose fox ollie tree

dad opening his 'shield' 'from moose and ollie.' aka the lid of the brew pot for his home brewing kit! look for 'big daddy jazzy jazz jazz' hefeweizen at a minimart near you.

dad opening his ‘shield’ ‘from moose and ollie.’ aka the lid of the brew pot for his home brewing kit! look for ‘big daddy jazzy jazz jazz’ hefeweizen at a minimart near you.

spoiled pup with one of his many new toys.

spoiled pup with one of his many new toys.

all i want for christmas!

all i want for christmas!

someone's had his eye on an electric uke...

someone’s had his eye on an electric uke…

moose couch family christmas

haha... first attempt at our family photo...

haha… first attempt at our family photo…

merry christmas!

merry christmas!


Oh and what’s Christmas without some tunes? I’d wanted to do a whole post about Christmas songs but… didn’t get around to it. So here’s the truncated version…

Mine and (everyone else’s) favorite version of an old not-quite-classic (but getting there!):

And yes, I know you’ve all already seen that posted on every third person’s facebook wall (excuse me, “timeline”) BUT… has anyone’s reaction to it been this good?

And speaking of favorites and versions… I know “O Holy Night” tops many people’s lists. But there’s one rendition that hits me just right that I went and took the liberty of posting on YouTube myself because I feel it needs more exposure. 30 Rock‘s Jenna Maroney and her beau, Paul L’Astnamé (on another note… best TV surname ever?) performing this classic in a very special way.

And because I’m sure you’re already wondering how I’ve made it this long without posting a Bright Eyes song, their rendition that made me actually like this song:

And because my dad has recently added this David Bowie/Bing Crosby collab to his Christmas playlist I figured I’d throw that in here, as well as Will Farrell and John C. Reilly’s excellent parody. Me: “Oooh, thanks for reminding me! I’ll put this in my blog. But… the parody’s so good too… I don’t know which one to choose…” Nate: “Use them both?” Always thinking, that kid.

One year ago: Rainy Day Ramblings
Three years ago: The Gender-Blind Christmas Play (haha… my 30 Rock references never get old, apparently…)