I’ve never read The Goon though this trailer kinda makes me want to:
35 Lessons
She wants you to listen, not to offer a solution to what she’s venting about.
Guilty. But I can’t help myself!
Get on the wagon every once in a while. If only to appreciate that first sip a little bit more than the last.
And to save yourself a shitload of money.
I think the most interesting one for me is:
No one gives a damn about the size of your to-do list.
I think if the point is that it doesn’t matter how much you have to do more will still be expected of you then I guess it’s true, but as someone with a perpetually hefty (and growing) to do list I find that actually everyone I work with is very aware of it and doesn’t want to add to it but they still do. I would have the life lesson as: everyone thinks they are an exception.
If you sit everyone down in a room to agree on a standard across the board and you reach a consensus as soon as one of those people has an individual project it will require something different. The agreed standard will even be referenced but will be shortly followed by a ‘but’. People will always see their project as an exception to the rule even if they set the rule (often especially so in that case) and in terms of a to do list someone may try their hardest to stop others from adding to your to do list but when it comes to them the situation is different – which ultimately leads to the same outcome when everyone thinks that way – but as a rule I think it can be applied to a wider range of situations.
(thx to Justin)
Dragon Age 2
Pretty frickin sweet.
A cute, touching short story by Mike Mignola and his daughter about the final years of a great magician and his best friend: ‘The Magician and The Snake‘

I just still can’t get over how much I love Mignola’s style. It also makes me feel like I should get hella better at my own illustration not just so I can publish a series of award winning comics but so I can do stuff like this with any kids I might have.
(via Kitsune Noir)
An Open Letter
To the dumbass motherfucker who managed to dig through a cable on my road last night,
I would like to thank the leaving me powerless for most of the evening. As Christmassy as it was to cook by the dim light of candles the resulting indigestion that kept me up all night has left me in something of a shitty mood today and the taste of phlegm and pain that accompanies everything I eat is doing little to rectify the situation.
I could almost forgive you had the effect of stomach acid on my vocal chords been to leave me with with a suitably gravelly singing or speaking voice but as things stand I sound like I’m going through puberty backwards.
Learn to use your fucking digger.
Awesome Empire Poster
By Strongstuff:
