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Gus Looks like an Ewok

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Mens Fashion and Style Icons

Men's Fashion, from stylecrave.com:

This former diver-turned-actor has proved to bald men everywhere that it if you are losing hair, there is still hope: you just have to get in really good shape, acquire a street-smart Londoner accent, and kick a lot of ass. But in all seriousness, Statham has been able to earn major roles even though he shares few characteristics with the stereotypical Hollywood leading man. He also tends to carry himself in a confident way that never looks bad. He is probably the most unassuming inclusion in this list, but deserves mention nonetheless.

Why not.

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This is a yurt I made out of office supplies... The snowy mountains in the distance were made by the judicious draping of tea towels.

BURN! Shaq attack!

BURN! Shaq attack!
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Blogging the Moment

Peg-leg pint-size pirate

Peg-leg pint-size pirate
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Uncle Mule says...

Respect The Process. That is all we are saying.

So, to sum up. Glossy screens: bad. People: idiots. Steve Jobs: insane. This post: too long. Blah.

John Siracusa on the technology industry glossy screens.

The Brain Needs a Narrative

Word Memory
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I had a breakthrough on the subway today playing the Word Memory minigame within Brain Age.

The premise of this exercise is to memorize thirty words in two minutes, and then write down as many of those words as you can in the following three minutes.

If you're uninterested in my Brain Age play-by-play, please stop reading now.

Great, now only the true geeks are left!

I told myself little stories using the words in the right two columns and I had them down in 25 seconds. I then spent 40 seconds in disbelief that it actually worked repeating the sentences over and over to myself. I realized I was low on tiem so I made the sentence for the far left column. With fifteen seconds left, I panicked and reverted to my old method - simply repeating the words in the column over and over. As you can see, that column was a failure.

Armed with my new powers of mnemonics, I look forward to a perfect thirty in the coming days.

Here were my stories:
"The time on the wall says it's time to tear down the club. I'm riding the rails, chewing on a lime, on my way to see my cute friends who are nuns."

"Give an inch of rope to that slob so he can hang himself. Rage? What? Because he ate milk and beef?"

"I am going to the mall to snug[gle] with my friend the lion who I left in the softcore jazz store. Lame."