Would You Rather

If you were going to be eaten by a giant, would you rather be swallowed whole, have your most delicious parts eaten and the rest thrown away, or be somewhat eaten and then have the rest of your parts made into a coat and other useful things (like the Indians did)?

I would pick the first one. If farm animals were good-humored about their fate they could have great conversations about this.

The Distant Future

Ever since I was a little kid I've tried to imagine what the future would be like. Everyone does. Will we have hover cars? Holographic TVs? Houses that clean themselves? Tonight at Christmas, while listening to my grandmother try to keep up in a conversation about the Internet, I realized what the future will be like. There will be incredible technological advancements. Our children will love them, we will be too old to understand them. Once you hit 50 that's it, that's all the technology you're going to understand for the rest of your life.

PS The conversation was about how I wrote a script for Collegehumor. The conversation was something like this:
Grandma: Is that for the–what is that–the Internet?
Me: Yup.
Grandma: Oh, well I can't watch that, obviously. You can record it and show it to me.

Hat Update

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I heard back from the site I e-mailed within hours. An employee named Heidi informed me that since I brightened her day with my tale of woe that they would amend the site and ship to the US for me. I was very excited and went to order the hat immediately, except the site still didn't offer the US as an option in the drop down menu for shipping. I began to worry after several days went by. Then, after four days they did fixed it for me and I ordered two hats. Yay! Now I'll have a back up if I stick my head out a moving car window again.

All it takes to get what you want is a little humor and a little charm.

I kind of tried to repeat the process with a jacket I bought last year that has holes in it. I'm very picky and don't want to find a new jacket I like. Unfortunately, the jacket doesn't exist anywhere on the Internet. I must have the only surviving one.

Also, thanks to the commenter who said she'd give me her hat. That was nice of you, but I was raised in the 90s and I'm still under the impression that everyone on the Internet is trying to molest me. Thanks anyway.

Yay Sweden!

Sometimes I sit around on myspace music and look for new bands. I just go from band to band, clicking on their friends searching for god knows what. I almost always find something awesome, and they're always Swedish. I don't know what the connection is.

Here is the band I found Saturday that I love already: Hemstad. There are no words at all, just fun, exciting swedish music.

My favorite song is called "Mitt Hjarta Brinner for Dig." The title means something. I don't know what. The song is not on their page, but you can listen to it on what I assume is their record labels page: La Bulle Sonore Records.