I wish there was a better way to link images from a weblog. Hmm.

Need to soften the blow of a harsh message about restroom etiquette? SLAM. There I am. Need to spice up the directions to your graduation party? WHAM. There again. Need to convey your fun-loving, approachable nature on your business’ website? SMACK. Like daffodils in motherfucking spring.

I’m continuing to enjoy the Chinook IPA I brewed last month. It’s now registered for a local beer competition (“Manifold IPA”, in celebration of successful surgery on the Scout), and have to find a way to get it down to Maryland Homebrew to officially enter it. I also had another fantastic IPA at Brian’s that I think will be my next recipe.

Week 1 of life with my iPhone 4S has been awesome, to say the least. Having the camera in my phone rival that of a dedicated point-and-shoot is worth the purchase price. Having them sync wirelessly is like Christmas in July. I was driving the Scout back from Chestertown yesterday and asked Siri, “Tell Jen I’m over the bridge.” Siri set up a text message almost immediately and sent it off—working perfectly over the whine, roar, and rattle of the Scout at 65MPH. I bought an Otterbox Commuter case for it, and it’s a perfect fit.

Also: this rules.

Another analogy, Gen-X is like the middle child. No matter how hard Gen-X works, it is not going to be the pride of being the eldest child nor the pride of being the youngest child. So, the eldest and the youngest get their sense of entitlement while the middle child works hard just to be recognized for its accomplishments.

…via the comments at Generation X Doesn’t Want to Hear It.

Finn: Can I have dessert?

Mama: You had dessert. You had fruit.

Finn: No, that’s healthy.

Finn: No. I want something healthy. I want ice cream.

Yes, I’m as confused as you are. Discuss.