May 2012
1 post
A conversation between me and my hypothetical son,...
Son: Dad, why are all your pictures blurry and weird colors?
Me: Because that's the way we liked them. They were "vintage" looking.
Son: That's dumb.
Me: You're dumb, son.
June 2011
1 post
April 2011
2 posts
September 2010
2 posts
I used to really over-think things. Now I really under-think things. I don’t know at what point this switched, because I don’t remember a point where there was a happy middle.
This thought brought to you without much thought.
August 2010
2 posts
June 2010
2 posts
May 2010
2 posts
April 2010
1 post
Today in Salt Lake we’ve had snow, hail, thunder and sun. It’s THE END OF APRIL!
Of course, if this teaches us one thing it’s that the majority of climate scientists are wrong. That is, if you take the term “global warming” at face value. Which, I mean, why wouldn’t you? Science is hard. Talking points aren’t.
If you place a thing in the center of your life that lacks the power to nourish,...
– Maxi Jazz
March 2010
3 posts
1 tag
February 2010
2 posts
1 tag
formspring.me
Do you like to read? If so, what’s your favorite book?
I do like to read, but I don’t do a whole lot of it anymore. I used to read classics but these days I prefer non-fiction: tales of adventure (“In to Thin Air”, Jon Krakauer), politics (“Confessions of an Economic Hit Man”, John Perkins), history (“A People’s History of the...
1 tag
formspring.me
Star Trek or Star Wars?
Star Wars, I guess? I work on computers for a living (linux no less-completely geeky) and I know I’m supposed to play video games, read comic books, love me some sci-fi, live in my parent’s basement and never get laid, but I’m a terrible geek because none of that applies to me. Well, except the part about never getting laid, that...
January 2010
9 posts
1 tag
formspring.me
I could ask something flippant. But what a waste, right? So tell me, Jeb Ro: are you the consistently mellow, friendly guy you seem, or are there times when you tear at the walls?
No, I’m pretty even-tempered (read: boring) and it’s not often I’ll get so upset over something that you wouldn’t want to be around me. I’m a master of keeping things...
1 tag
formspring.me
You’re awesome! Truth! Not a question. Oops.
Not sure how to respond, since I’m most definitely not awesome. But thanks, I like you already. Truth be told, I’m sure I like you anyway; I’m so infatuated with everyone I follow on Tumblr, yet I hardly ever spend time on it.
Ask me anything
1 tag
formspring.me
Hit me. http://formspring.me/jebro
1 tag
formspring.me
What’s the weirdest thing you’ve ever eaten?
Maybe bamboo worms (http://www.flickr.com/photos/rothwerx/3018571492/in/set-72157608808751670/) or roasted crickets in Thailand? I didn’t do the live shrimp -I couldn’t handle the thought of my food actually hopping around in my mouth in pain(?) because of the lemon juice poured on it.
Ask me anything
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formspring.me
What celebrity would play you in a movie about your life?
The Taco Bell Chihuahua.
Ask me anything
1 tag
formspring.me
Who inspires you the most?
Does it matter that they’re not living? My grandma (Oma) would have to be the person who inspires me most. She’s been gone for a few years, but she was definitely the person who shaped me into the person I am today. I know she wouldn’t be happy with many of my decisions, but I also know that she was a woman of great wisdom and would...
It’s amazing how quickly and stupidly I can become emotionally invested in someone. It’s a liability, as far as my heart is concerned.
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December 2009
2 posts
I have a joke
brandelion:
“Okay, I have a joke.”
*groan*
“It goes like this. There were these three guys who were robbing a store. Well, they were - no, they were guys. And they had red hair. No, one had red hair, and the other had brown, and one was a BLONDE!”
*groan*
“They were robbing a store. And they were like, ‘Gimme all your money’ - oh, but first, there was a guy behind the counter. Well,...
We need to evolve, people.
A single space after a period. If Twitter has taught us one thing, it’s that the extra space is valuable.
September 2009
7 posts
It’s not a real friendship if you’re putting a lot of energy into the friendship and all you get in return is abuse. I’m getting less patient as I get older, and I certainly don’t have the patience to be a friend of convenience.
And I know I’m guilty of this too, and I hate it.
My grammar gets much worse when I write something...
Let's make up for lost time, Tumblr
Tumblr, I’ve been ignoring you. And I’m not just talking about posting to you, because really - who reads my shit anyway? I mean I haven’t even been reading you, which is too bad because I think you’ve got some of the most consistently creative (and funny) people on the whole Internet. I could spend hours reading and not get bored.
It hasn’t been purposely;...
This is how it works You’re young until you’re not You love until you don’t You try until you can’t You laugh until you cry You cry until you laugh And everyone must breathe Until their dying breath No, this is how it works You peer inside yourself You take the things you like And try to love the things you took And then you take that love you made And stick it into some...
Anger is a gift.
Some days I just think ‘Fuck stoicism and even-temperedness. What have they done for me lately? Anger. Anger is where it’s at.’
And today is one of those days. As was yesterday. And last week.
I’m getting angry more often, but I’m also getting more comfortable with getting angry too. I don’t know if that’s a good thing or a bad thing?
August 2009
5 posts
So I’m realizing I need to “blog” more. I have things to say, I’m mostly just too lazy to put them in to words. And honestly, the amount of creativity on Tumblr is overwhelming. I’m convinced that Tumblr is the place where a lot of the real creativity happens, and it’s kind of intimidating to post what amounts to bullshit on a site with such creative people.
Of...
Oh, I post a fookin Shakespeare quote and my Tumbularity drops to half of what it was… I see the bias here.
Of course “half” just means it goes from 6 to 3, but whatever. It’s still half.
Epilogue
Love all, trust a few. Do wrong to none. —William Shakespeare
July 2009
6 posts
A Paralyzed Presidency: Part I
anaisescobar:
deadpresidents:
After helping to win the first World War and sending the United States into the forefront of the world’s leading powers, Woodrow Wilson had been touring his country, attempting to fight his way into the League of Nations despite the opposition of Republican leaders. President Wilson was strong-willed and felt that God had placed him in the White House and destined...
June 2009
2 posts
adamisacson:
This is a busy night if you’re a Latin Americanist:
A military coup in Honduras today.
Legislative elections in Argentina today.
Colombia’s president is in Washington tomorrow. (On that story, I’m in tomorrow’s Washington Post.)
But, you know, Billy Mays and Michael Jackson. Can’t compete with that.
Michael Jackson was enough, but then some guy who sells shit on TV dies and...
May 2009
17 posts
I’m excited about my tumbularity: I’m *this* close to being number 1! I’m number 5 now, but you just wait.
Oh, that’s not how tumbularity works? Oh, fuck this then.