This is a video of a cat flushing a toilet. Over and over and over again. Now I’m sure some of you will think it’s boring, but I actually found it quite fascinating. That cat’s behaviour seemed to have an almost human-like quality to it. The fascination and utter determination reminded me of a small child. Check it out. [via Metafilter]
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Essentials for first time visitors:
-The Ego Behind the Landslide (All about yours truly)
-Burning Questions (FAQ)
-Classic Ego (My greatest Hits)
(This post will remain sticky for the duration of my featured blog status.)
As promised, the conclusion to my California story…
Now where was I… oh, right. After finally getting to LAX, I was surprised by a waiting car, which whisked me (as fast as one can “whisk” in LA traffic) to the hotel just as the reception dinner for my meeting was starting.
The hotel was… how should I put this…? VERY nice. Beautiful gardens with lots of water. The second oldest fig tree in the state of California (which was apparently payment for a bar tab).
It was right across from the beach—though separated by a bluff and a highway, as I would discover. (Check out a satellite view of the hotel on Google Maps.)
My room was equally impressive. They gave me a suite with a king size bed, a huge bathroom, a jacuzzi, and a sauna. That’s right, I had a freaking sauna in my room.
Not that I got to spend a lot of time in my room, mind you. My weekend was almost completely scheduled, from early breakfasts to late dinners.
But I made a point of putting my feet into the Pacific Ocean about an hour before I left. There was no way I was coming home without doing that! Pictures for your viewing pleasure after the jump. (more…)
Guess what people!!
I’m the featured blogger on Philly Future for the next two weeks!
And I have to say, I am both flattered and flabbergasted. It’s really rewarding to be acknowledged by fellow bloggers like this.
I’ll try not to let it get to my… er… ego.
To my regular readers, thanks for making this blog a success. You keep me on my toes and make me laugh almost every day.
Both the new and the old readers should check out “Classic Ego” for some of the best content here at Starting a Landslide in My Ego. It’s sort of a catchall category for my personal favorites, as well as for the posts that garnered a large response and/or fostered good discussions.
Previously, at the Landslide in My Ego:
-I’m a Loser Baby
1) Oh, Mary, Don’t You Weep - Bruce Springsteen (Seeger Sessions)
2) In God’s Country - U2
3) If You Could Read My Mind - Johnny Cash (American V)
4) Knife Edge - The Alarm
5) Queen Jane Approximately - Bob Dylan
6) David Bowie - Blue Jean
7) Rock the Casbah - The Clash
8) Wish You Were Here - Pink Floyd
9) Excuse Me Mr - No Doubt
10) Harvest - Neil Young
Bonus: Outsiders - Franz Ferdinand
Yeah, I’ll say. Like the people on Virgin Atlantic Flight 45 on July 21st.
I’m paraphrasing here, but you’ll get the gist of it:
At around 6 pm, as we were descending into JFK, we were told that we would have to go instead to Philadelphia International Airport because JFK was shutting down due to the bad weather conditions.
Over the next 7 hours, we were told that the Philadelphia airport was bullying the crew and allowing other diverted planes to disembark and refuel over us because Virgin Atlantic had no right to be at that airport. And to add insult to injury, the fuel company was demanding to be paid in cash in full at the time of refueling.
Finally around 9:30 or so, we finally began to refuel and were told that we’d be in the air in no time. We started to taxi down the runway and then….stopped.
The flight supervisor came on again and said that if we didn’t land within the next 20 minutes, the crew would be over their allowed hours worked, and thus would be illegally operating the plane.
So we had to disembark in Philly, which would be a little difficult seeing as how we still had no gate or way to get through customs…
Dan Rubin over at Blinq reports that most of the story is true, according to Philadelphia International Airport spokesman Mark Pesce. You can visit the links below for more detailed information.
Man, that puts things in perspective.
I’m a little late in reporting this, but I’m still catching up, so bear with me…
I now present you, via Philebrity, with more idiots who illustrate the need to eliminate The Ducks:
Teen tourists from Maine proclaim city, duck boats cool [Philadelphia Business Journal]
“I learned a few things. We saw where that girl who made the flag lives and where the money is made,” said Chelsey Pratt, referring to the Betsy Ross House and the U.S. Mint.
People! Stop it!! Don’t give them free publicity!! Don’t invite anymore mentally defective tourists to “quack” at Philadelphians as we walk through our most historic streets.
Just, just… just STOP!!
-Biz Journal Inexplicably Delivers Ride The Ducks Blowjob Piece [Philebrity]
As you might have guessed from the leg blogging post, I was in California over the weekend; more specifically, in Santa Monica. But alas, I was there for work, and it was a short trip, so unfortunately I didn’t get to see much.
The trip got off to a shaky start, beginning with my flight from Philadelphia. The plane actually boarded on time, but we got rerouted due to thunderstorms and had to wait while we took on more fuel.
Well, we made it to the runway, but when we were finally the second plane in line for takeoff, a storm rolled in and pounded the airport, grounding all flights for 20 minutes or so.
After the weather cleared, they announced that the storm had affected flight control, but they would have it fixed right away. A few minutes later, they informed us that we were reverting back to the original flight plan, which had us taking off in a different direction. That meant that we had to go to the back of the runway queue and start over.
So we taxied to our new position, and waited. And waited. And waited. Until they told us that during the storm, a flock of geese had landed on the runway, and we would have to wait until they were cleared out. (At that point, everyone on the plane just burst out laughing.)
We finally took off two and a half hours late, and people were getting pretty hungry. Too bad they ran out of food. And ice. Oh, and did I mention the screaming babies? Because there were three of them.
I eventually landed at LAX and made my way down to ground transportation in search of a cab, grumbling to myself about the hotel not having a shuttle. I almost didn’t notice the man in the suit standing there holding a sign with my name on it. That’s right, to my shock and wonderment, there was a car waiting there for me. ME!! And at that point, the trip started to improve.
More on this later (possibly with pictures if you’re lucky). Right now I’ve got to go earn my living.
I thought this was so funny: ihumpedyourhummer.com
Previously at the Landslide in My Ego:
-…And the H2 You Rode In On
Those are my legs, standing in the Pacific Ocean for the first time.
Been a bit quiet around here lately. Sorry about that. Nothing’s wrong, I’m just super busy. And while I’ve had a lot to say, I found myself unable to get it out of my head in any coherent fashion. I don’t know where to begin. It’s weird, how only a week without writing can get you so out of whack. Anyway, I’ll just try to get things back on track here and catch up a little, starting with where I was this weekend…
My internet tubes were stopped up all day! But I called in a plumber, and everything seems to be freely flowing once more. Sorry about that!
For a moment there yesterday morning, I thought I’d wandered into one of my nightmares: SEPTA buses and more SEPTA buses.
Everywhere! As far as the eye could see! And none of them actually moving!
I was getting a little freaked out, but then I spotted this:
And I have to admit, my first thought was “El Shuttle? WTF? Does SEPTA think that’s Spanish for ‘bus’ or something?”
Well, it took me a minute, but I eventually remembered that the Market-Frankford El is currently bussing between 40th and 69th Streets.
Ugh. That IS a nightmare.
Time for another Pandora edition of the Friday Random Ten. This time it’s Bob Dylan style.
1) One More Cup of Coffee (Valley Below) - Bob Dylan
2) Take It From Day To Day - Stan Rogers
3) Oh, Freedom - Pete Seger
4) Wanted Man (Live) - Johnny Cash
5) Shooting Star - Bob Dylan
6) Daughter - Pearl Jam
7) Cept You & Me Babe - Greg Brown
8) The Kids (Live) - Lou Reed
9) You Angel You - Bob Dylan
10) Have You Ever Seen The Rain - Creedence Clearwater Revival
Bonus: Ranger’s Command - Woody Guthrie
I have to say, this is quite possibly my favorite random ten ever.
Link Love will be up a little later.
Holy crap, I came very close to blowing away today! As I was leaving work tonight, the wind kicked up something fierce. By the time I got home, I was covered in city dirt and grit. In my shoes, my hair, my eyes, my ears, my mouth… and a few other places I won’t mention. YUCK.
I’m trying something a little different for the random ten this week. Recently, Edo turned me onto an internet radio site called Pandora. You start off with an artist or a song that you really like, and then they play similar songs based on it. You can fine tune it by approving or disapproving the songs it plays. For more info, read the Wikipedia article or check out pandora.com.
Anyway… here’s my list, based on my U2 radio station:
1) Stuck in a Moment - U2
2) Closer - Jimmy Eat World
3) Let’s Make a Night To Remember - Bryan Adams
4) Thursday’s Child - David Bowie
5) Too Long - Firehose
6) I’ve Seen You Before - Violet Nine
7) Trust - Ned’s Atomic Dustbin
8) Immortality - Pearl Jam
9) Wire - U2
10) Do Your Best and Don’t Worry - Morrissey
Bonus: Let’s Go - The Cars
And I just realized that I should have included the lyrics “But the nights you filled with fireworks / They left you with nothing” in my fireworks post. Oh well.
Before I forget… I wanted to show you guys the cake I made for the UFIL. He’s been an avid pipe smoker for more than 50 years, so Edo thought we should use that for the design. Originally, I also was going to have smoke rising from the pipe to form the words “Happy Birthday,” but that turned out to be a bit much (plus his real birthday was back in May). A painting by René Magritte was my inspiration.
I loved fireworks when I was a kid. The sight, the smell, the sound… especially the sound. The bigger the boom, the happier I was. My dad and I would call the extra loud ones “gutbusters,” and I looked forward to them every 4th of July.
But these days, I’ve become quite apathetic toward fireworks. It could be that I’ve just grown out of it, but I think it’s also because they seem less special than once were. Back in the day, it was hard to see decent fireworks. Now they are everywhere: anyone and everyone can put on a good show. And that’s great, but it does make them more commonplace.
My dad’s sentiments are pretty much in line with mine; my mom, on the other hand, still LOVES fireworks. It seems that as the quality increases, so does her enjoyment. If she could, I believe she would drag my father to every fireworks display in the tri-state area. So when my parents decided to come spend July 1st with me here in Philly, I couldn’t very well refuse to take them to see the pyrotechnics at Penn’s Landing that night.
I had the digital camera with me, so I amused myself by taking little movies and pictures of the fireworks. It actually made things a lot more fun, because given the nature of the subject, each photo turned out to be a surprise. I didn’t expect any of them to actually come out, but some of them did, and beautifully.
So… before the subject matter is completely irrelevant, I thought I’d post a few of my favorites. See the others after the jump. (more…)
Holz and I are another year older today!
(I know, I know, try to contain your excitement.)
So, in honor of our continued aging, here’s some useless information about 7/11 throughout history…
On July 11, 1274, Robert the Bruce, King of Scotland was born.
On July 11, 1767, John Quincy Adams, sixth President of the United States, was born.
On July 11, 1798, the current US Marine Corps was formed.
On July 11, 1889, the city of Tijuana, Mexico was founded.
On July 11, 1914, Babe Ruth made his major league baseball debut with the Boston Red Sox.
On July 11, 1921, former US President William Howard Taft was sworn in as the tenth Chief Justice of the US Supreme Court, becoming the only person to ever be both President and Chief Justice.
On July 11, 1934, Italian fashion designer Giorgio Armani was born.
On July 11, 1979, after over six years in space, Skylab, the first American space station, reentered the Earth’s atmosphere and disintegrated over the Indian Ocean and Australia.
On July 11, 1987, the world population reached 5 billion (according to the United Nations).