Now, I hate John Mayer in principal, but I have to give credit where it’s due: he’s got a sense of humor about himself (see his piece on Chappelle’s Show for proof). I think paying someone else to take drugs for you is pure genius. Guy’s a real innovator.
Barbotian Ocean 2.0

Most days, I’m thankful I don’t live in New York. The noise, the pace, the pollution, the crowds (though those of you have been to my office neighborhood lately would wonder, “and the difference between that and CoHeights is … what?”) all conspire to deliver me a migraine laced with a panic attack.
But some days, I see blogs like Lunch Studio and just get righteously jealous … and hungry for the Big Apple. Now I love Sticky Fingers as much as the next guy (Next Guy, you do like Sticky Fingers, don’t you? Those Cowvin Cakes are righteous), but sometimes, I’d give my left arm for some buttery, fatty, animal-product-riffic baked goods in the ‘hood. Man, that’s a nice looking cupcake.
Yesterday I jumped at the chance to break up my lunch doldrums with a trip to Potbelly Sandwich Works. Potbelly, people. Is that we have to settle for? DC’s got lots of restaurateurs, and as many chefs as K-Street expense accounts. Can somebody please hook us with some of that up the hill? We’re here, we got money, and we’re hungry …
Caramel mocha cupcake (via Front Studio - via Kottke)
This is a gift for my friend Mark Eberman, who not only is studying classical guitar, but stupidly wisely agreed to come work at Threespot this morning.
I don’t think this is an original St Sanders, who was banned from YouTube for spurious copyright infringement claims back in February, but it is pretty well done. Bravissimo, maestro DeLucia! And thanks, Erin, for the find …
Paco De Lucia Shreds (via YouTube)

A birthday gift from a fan … I was so much older then, I’m younger than that now …
Thanks, Fourth-Grade Security Risk!
I imagine this is somehow intended to be encouraging? But really, how much credence can I put in an article that suggests that I should, as a way to celebrate, “Expose the wizard” (number 6)?
Anyway. Happy Birthday to me. Forty years ago this morning the world was blessed with my presence. But please, at least in my name, don’t expose the wizard.
All the cool kids listen to remixes, so why shouldn’t you?
Admittedly, Amplive’s remixes of Radiohead’s (brilliant, ok, I admit it … but you don’t have to twist my arm. That’s not a reluctant compliment, that’s an “I wait years to like a record as much as I like this one”) In Rainbows have been out and freely available for ages (since December, at least), but I’ve always been one to give something a good several months in the iPod before passing judgment.
My usual remix turnoffs apply to the collection at large - stuttered vocals, use of samples that undermines original melodies, “rapping” - but this track, his version of (what in my opinion is kind of one of the original’s weaker tracks) “15 Step,” employs an alternate vocal melody (in fact, an alternate vocal approach, courtesy of Bay Area soulster Coldany Holiday, who is new to me), while lifting the changes and certain rhythmic elements that bring the original to mind in non-obvious, intriguing, and dare I say it, entertaining ways.
Old dog, new trick, at least every once in a while.
Oh, and did I mention that they are all free?
via Amplive
Constant, dizzying, 24-hour, year-long endless football, every kick of it massively mattering to someone presumably! Watch it all, all here, all the time, forever, it will never stop … the football is officially going on forever!
Watch That Mitchell and Webb Look.
My god, this takes the cake.
“”She was not glued. She was not tied. She was just physically stuck by her body. It is hard to imagine. … I still have a hard time imagining it myself,” Ness County Sheriff Bryan Whipple said in a telephone interview, adding that it appeared her body fat had grown attached to the seat.”
David Z enlivened the story with this scenario. Needs no further elaboration.
“Hi, police? Yeah. I think there’s something wrong with my girlfriend…“She’s been on the toilet for two years now.
“You know, at 2 weeks, I thought it was kinda cute. At 6 months, I thought it was sweet. A year ago, I would’ve said she’s just quirky. Hell, 4 months ago, I thought maybe she was writing a novel.
“But, y’know, it’s been two years. So yeah. I think there’s something wrong with her.”