Category Archives: Musings

Why Be Happy?

This is just a quote from one of my favorite series, Doctor Who. It is just beautiful and I wanted to share it with the un-indoctrinated. Let it soak in.

    Why Be Happy?

“Because every time you see them happy, you remember how sad they’re going to be. And it breaks your heart, because, what’s the point in them being happy now, if they’re going to be sad later?

The answer is, of course, because they are going to be sad later.”

In Defense of Google+

Mr. Jingles
This is Mr. Jingles. He is the G+ mascot…seriously. Here, he is happy that I viewed all of my notifications and even more happy that today is G+’s 2nd Birthday!

Facebook sucks. Twitter is too restrictive. LinkedIn is a bunch of bovine feces. It would seem that the only reason we use so many social networks is because each of them cannot be all things to all people. That being said, the only network that, for me, has the most going for it is Google+. If you have a Google account (Gmail, Youtube, Drive, etc.) I would suggest that you try it out. The interface is fresh, clean, and novel. Coming from the previously mentioned social sites, you have to take a minute to reorient your brain from a vertical perusing style to a more fluid approach. Also, this interface highlights activity from your actual meatspace friends.

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Beatboxing

Beatboxing is not for everybody. At one point in my life, I thought I could do it. While I still have some rudimentary sounds down, the entire discipline still escapes me. If you’re like me, then you will love this site (I discovered it via Felicia Day’s funny video series, The Flog). It gives you the ability to command a chorus of digital beatboxing peeps. Check out my composition below and tell me what you think! Also, make your own and share the links. I am interested in what you can do. Enjoy!

The Search via incredibox.com

Felicia Day’s The Flog via youtube.com

My Novel Experience with Scotch

My Scotch

As per my usual Friday, I get on the PATH train after work and make my way to my usual pizzeria to order, “a beer for here and a pizza to go.” It is, in reality, a very nice restaurant that does make a good pizza. But this Friday, I had a, not uncommon, but familiar rough day at work. I had to leave late due to dealing with everyone who was still in the office at 5:30 PM EST on a Friday. By the time I reached the PATH train, I missed my line’s train and had to wait for the next one; ten minutes later. Now ten minutes may seem like a short time, but all I wanted to do was take part in my usual Friday ritual. Unfortunately, as I entered the next crowded PATH train, I noticed an area of free space around this one guy. So I made my way to the space and soon discovered that this Friday would not be usual in any way. Continue reading