Say Cheese

Two-Headed Boy

As I sat in the park today, eating my lunch, enjoying the delightful breeze that was flowing through the city, I was struck by an idea that has been slowly crystallizing in my mind over the past few weeks. I kind of, sort of, almost, feel like I maybe, might start to feel at home in this city. Restaurants, bars, parks, museums, people, sights, sounds, all rush into my consciousness when I think about why I am happy. Looking around, there is a lot to see and do here, and I haven't experienced half of what there is to offer.

However, I feel restless. I need to find adventure, new experiences and new people, especially before I move back to Boston. Montreal was an adventure, but I can't do that every weekend. I will have to seek new things closer to home for right now, and plan to travel in the future. I have money saved up that I want to use to see more of the world. I could backpack through Europe, or better yet Eastern Europe. I could take the trip to Germany or Russia that I've always wanted to take. Australia would be an amazing place to be or a trip through Asia would be like nothing I could imagine. I need to see the world and push myself to experience people, places and activities that I've said I could never see or do. For the first time in my life, I think I actually have the motivation and the courage to go through with those impulses. I'm actually amazed, frankly, that I'm inspired to write this. I've been safe for too long and content with being safe as well. Time to change that.

Umm. Go me.

Also, go listen to Neutral Milk Hotel if you never have before. Along with Death Cab for Cutie, they are one of my favorite bands that I've discovered this year.

Posted by Mr. Eff on 09/09/2003 || link


I've told just about every person I know to read this article I found, but I'll post it here for posterity.

X-Entertainment has a gut-bustingly funny review of Swanson's Hungry Man All-Day Breakfast. If you haven't read it yet, please do. I'll wait. Now all I want to point out is this: 231% of your daily cholesterol!!! Daaaaaaaammmmmmn!

That dish may, actually, be even worse for you than the legendary Moon Waffle, which I never consumed, but know of people who did. I'll print the recipe below and you can decide for yourself.

Homer's Space Age(out of this world) Moon Waffles
Episode: Homer the Heretic

1 package of caramel squares
2 cups waffle batter
1 bottle liquid smoke
1 stick of butter

place caramel in the waffle iron
pour on waffle batter
add liquid smoke to taste
cook thoroughly
take the stick of butter and wrap the moon waffle around it
place it on a toothpic and serve

makes 1 unfortunate serving


Posted by Mr. Eff on 09/05/2003 || link

The First Step... recovery is admitting you are an addict. My name is Mr. Eff and I'm an cd buying addict.

I hate the record industry and am someone who would love to see the abolition of copyright and patents. However, even though I KNOW that my cd buying benefits the record labels more than the artists, I keep buying those magical plastic discs. I like to have/hold the cds. I like to read the liner notes.

The blame can be placed squarely on the fact that I now have free time and a steady paycheck. There are so many bands that I missed over the last 30 years, and it seems that I am determined to catch up on what I missed before the summer is over. My latest cd purchase had me pick up:

'Something About Airplanes' -- Death Cab For Cutie
'In the Aeroplane Over the Sea' -- Neutral Milk Hotel
'B.R.M.C' -- Black Rebel Motorcycle Club
'Sing Sing Death House' and 'The Distillers' -- The Distillers
'Tiger Army' -- Tiger Army
'Return of the Loving Dead' -- Nekromantix

I know I should download the albums and make sure that they are good, but I haven't even been doing that. I'm sick, I tell you!

In other news, I just bought tickets to three rock shows over the next month: Death Cab for Cutie, Black Rebel Motorcycle Club, and Interpol. I may see if I can drag some friends along, but if not, I'll just be a crazy man and go by myself.

Good times.

Posted by Mr. Eff on 09/04/2003 || link


This could actually be somewhat soothing to watch. It is a constantly updating map that shows where people are blogging from as they post.

Now, I hate the term blog, and hate all the jargon that has been created around it (blogosphere, blogging, etc), but I'll leave that tired rant for another night.

If you don't know about it, also go check out blogdex.

Posted by Mr. Eff on 09/03/2003 || link

Fleet Fingers Flying

A little imp chided me for not updating this site more often. I'm just getting started, damnit! Heh. Well, I'll give writing a go tonight and see what rubbish I produce. My last effort had my heart in the right place, but damn, that was clunky.

While I write, go learn how to swear using the Quebecois bastardization of the French language.

Posted by Mr. Eff on 09/03/2003 || link

Ok, Go!

I've tried three times to write up a nice summary of the weekend I spent in Montreal. I've failed three times. I will write something up, but for the time being just know these quick facts.

1) Montreal is a beautiful city and definitely worth visiting.

2) Smarties ice cream is really tasty. I need to find a service that will send it to me without it melting.

3) Cats that are sluts for affection are REALLY a lot of fun.

4) My friend, Steph, is way more fun than a bucket full of sea monkeys. I can't really express in words how great it was to spend a weekend with her. She's witty, articulate, intelligent, sexy (quite, actually), compassionate, and just strange enough to be really interesting. She adds another reason to the list of why I am, without a doubt, the luckiest bastard on the planet.

Posted by Mr. Eff on 09/02/2003 || link

Grr, I say. Grr.

When one is about to take a trip out of the country, one could forget clothes, toiletries, their laptop, their phone, their camera, their keys and their brain for that matter, but they cannot and should not forget their passport.

One also should avoid allowing oneself 10 minutes before work to do all of their packing. Now why, oh why, could this author not follow that sensible advice? (don't answer that)

Posted by Mr. Eff on 08/29/2003 || link

Fortune Cookies

Have you noticed that most fortune cookies these days don't actually contain anything that would be considered a fortune ( DESTINY, FATE [can tell your fortune]; also : a prediction of fortune)? Fortune cookies normally have some cliched saying or tell you something about yourself that is more of an affirmation than a prediction.

Today, I got a prediction. It said, "Love is around the corner."

I like to think that I'm a jaded, cynical, old bastard, but at the end of the day, I'm just a hopeless romantic. So when I read that I smiled.

Good times, good times. Someday, I'll tell you all about them.

Posted by Mr. Eff on 08/28/2003 || link

What Would You Do?

I just got piece of spam in my inbox with the subject, "What would you do for an erection?" I found that question a little odd. What would I do to get one? I'd probably make out with an attractive woman or look at porn or whatever else will get the juices flowing. Or was the question more along the lines of what would I do if I had one? Well, I suppose I'd either ignore it or take care of it. Either way, I found that to be a less than ideal subject line for a piece of Viagra spam. They need better writers.

Posted by Mr. Eff on 08/26/2003 || link

I'm Not A Goth But...

I picked up Give 'em the Boot, Vol.3 for a few bucks the other day, and it had a couple of songs on it that I now know as being of the psychobilly genre. Think of a punk version of the Stray Cats singing about stuff that is straight out of horror movies. It's all a little cheesy, but the songs I've heard so far have been incredibly catchy and fun. It's all a little Goth-like as well, but not in a mopey sense, so it doesn't bug me quite as much.

If you are curious, I recommend going to Epitaph's website and downloading some of the sample mp3s for the Nekromantix and for Tiger Army.

While you are there, check out the other bands on the Epitaph label. If you like punk, the Dropkick Murphys, NOFX, and Rancid are all required listening. I'm sick of linking all these bands, but you may also like The Distillers, The Pietasters, The Slackers, Bad Religion, Joe Stummer and the Mescaleros, the Vandals, and a band with my favorite name, Me First & the Gimme Gimmes. You'll just have to find them on your own.

Enjoy! Oi!

Posted by Mr. Eff on 08/26/2003 || link

Not Dark Yet

"Shadows are falling and I've been here all day
It's too hot to sleep time is running away
Feel like my soul has turned into steel
I've still got the scars that the sun didn't heal
There's not even room enough to be anywhere
It's not dark yet, but it's getting there" -- Bob Dylan

I love that song and it happens to fit my mood tonight. Stormy Friday nights make me moody for some reason, and I have no idea why.

Posted by Mr. Eff on 08/22/2003 || link

Now Was That So Hard?

So, I sat down and I wrote something. Sure, it's probably garbage that is of interest to no one, including myself, but at least I did something I said I was going to do (believe me, that is a change for the better). I'll read it tomorrow and hopefully keep from cringing.

Over the next week, I'll hopefully work in the other parts of the design that I want to incorporate. I have more pictures that I'd like to work in, and some more types of content. I'd also like to work in a style switcher, so you can have some choice in how this site looks.

Posted by Mr. Eff on 08/22/2003 || link

I'm an old man, I hate everything but Matlock

I really need to start writing a few ramblings. However, the three softball games I've played in two days and some other, fun extracurricular activities have left me exhausted. Wow, I'm already making excuses for not writing, and the site has only been live for less than a week.

I'm 26 years old. I should not feel like a tired, old man, but sometimes, like now, I do. I'm sore all over and I can barely keep my eyes open, let alone concentrate on anything for more than five minutes. Next thing you know, I'll need adult diapers.

Posted by Mr. Eff on 08/20/2003 || link

It's Alive! It's Alive!

Well, it's about time I got this site going. I've had this domain for years now, and it's been defunct since the beginning of 2001. Now, I've finally put it back to some good use. I know you are all excited (aren't you?). I can't promise anything interesting will happen here, but, as before, this site isn't for all of you. It's for me. This is my place to try and create something, even if it is crappy and simplistic. So, if you are interested, stick around. Otherwise, go check out fark.

Posted by Mr. Eff on 08/16/2003 || link

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Book: Deep Blues, by Robert Palmer

CD: Brothers, by The Black Keys

Song: "Oh My God," by Ida Maria

Link: Shut Up & Sit Down

Ramble: Just An Idea