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I like it. I think it looks really Hollywood.
— my grandmother, on the mustache I grew as a joke for my sister’s wedding
n a t h a n
what I'm thinking about right now
[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]
I talk to my seven year-old cousin about my mustache situation.
2009 Indianapolis 500 Car Tracker
Very cool graphic representation of Sunday’s race from the Indianapolis Star
(via kottke via me)
why I love* living in los angeles
A few months ago, I got a ticket for texting while driving. As I wrote at the time, I wasn’t actually sending a text message; I was entering an attractive woman’s number into my phone, which is technically allowed.
Still, I had been operating my phone in a way that distracted me from the road, and so, after checking with my insurance company to make sure that pleading guilty and paying the citation wouldn’t affect my premium, I decided to do just that. After all, according to the California DMV, a ticket for first time offenders like me is only $20.
Except it’s not.
When I went online to pay, the LA Superior Court system said I owed $132, not $20. Perplexed, I called their offices and a nice woman explained to me that even though the California state legislature set a $20 penalty when they passed the no-texting-while-driving-law, various other government agencies — including the City of Los Angeles, LA County and the Los Angeles Police Department — each tack on their own fees to that original amount. In my case those “additional charges” added up to $112, a 560% increase over the $20 fine established by the state legislature when writing the law.
And so, instead of paying $20 and going about my business, tomorrow at 8AM I’m going to the courthouse to post bail (the full $132) and set a trial date to contest the ticket.
I’ll let you know what happens.
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Wa-boom, wa-bam. You win some, you learn.
— Amanda, vexing me with one of her made-up phrases
it’s Wednesday so here’s a picture of me at Wrigley Field
He’s back.
Conan O’Brien and his parents, from this NYT Sunday Magazine cover story on his move to the Tonight Show
This is for you. (You know who you are.)
Jack McBrayer’s headshot
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People ask me all the time, they say to me, “What is the secret to success?” And I give them always the short version. I say, “Number one, come to America. Number two, work your butt off. And number three, marry a Kennedy.
— Arnold Schwarzenegger
it keeps getting better
My grandfather just posted this on my 18 year-old cousin’s Facebook wall:
I noticed an abundence of pics of the female species„way to go! ! ! !
As I mentioned previously, my grandparents are now both on Facebook. Normally this would be weird and awkward, by my grandfather is really committing to it, leaving wall posts and comments like a teenage girl, and it’s creating quite the buzz amongst the grandkids. Here’s an email I received from my sister earlier today:
SUBJECT: GRANDPA
IF YOU ARE NOT HIS FRIEND YOU SHOULD BE- HIS FB ACTIVITY IS KILLING ME.
HE WROTE ON G’MA’S WALL: I DON’T KNOW WHAT I JUST DID BUT I POKED YOU.
HILARIOUS!!!
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I had lunch with Chrysta Sunday,she was moping around I wonder what that waS ALL ABOUT?
— what my grandfather just wrote on my sister’s boyfriend’s Facebook wall
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