Unattainable Standards of Yuppiedom

Texas/Tenn. BBQ

We grew up in Texas but never really had any great BBQ. The distinguishing characteristic of some Texas BBQ is a sweet, possibly tomato-based sauce. So most places selling "BBQ" in Texas slather on this kind of sauce to cover up tough/dry/not tasty meat. Many, many years later we ended up in Nashville for a conference and were lucky enough to eat at a Whitt's BBQ. It was a revelatory experience.

Pitchfork: A Year In Irrelevance

Back in the day as a College Radio MD (2002-2005?), we used to read Pitchforkmedia.com every day.

Just Another "Barca Jersey" guy

It's official: "American Guy Who Wears a Barca Jersey To Every Social Event" is a new genre of humanity. It's also one that is entirely played out. In our opinion, the field (or pitch if you will) is wide open for a guy with a shaved head to start wearing a Juventus "Zidane" jersey as his default option for social occasions. This hypothetical person would get much more mental "+1"s from other people in a Zidane jersey than if he just became another "Barca guy".

We were just at a tailgating event with two "Barca guys" present, each probably secretly hating the other. A few minutes later, only one remained. Did one of them feel self conscious and change/leave? Or did one kill the other? Either way, whether you are a "solid Barca guy" like Kobe above or a "stripey Barca guy" like many others, please note that the mental "+1" bank has run dry for you and you may have to find a new way of telegraphing your sophisticated yet sporty European tastes to the American masses. May we suggest slathering yourself in Nutella?

Chomping (At The Bit)

In this post, we’re going to beak down an activity we notice constantly. We snark about it when we see it in others, and when we see it in ourselves we try to tone it down. The behavior is called “chomping” due to its similarity to a restrained racehorse. At the very moment the purebreds are placed into the gates they begin anticipating the following events: gates open, and the short dude hits them with a stick until they run around the track. Obviously the quickest way to end the thwacking is to race as fast as possible to the finish line – is it any surprise the horses press the gates and chomp at the bit to expedite the conclusion of this unpleasant exercise?

Random Cameraphone Schtüffenzie

Clearing out our cameraphone's cache:

We've Been Reading Too Much HRO

Thought I had it all
Graduated and 'got a job' in an alt.area
Thought I could live somewhere alt
Be one of those bros who just bikes places
Who flakes out on apptmnts 2 do something more relevant
Consume locally, nosh on fusion tacos/remixed comfort food/seasonal new american fare
Do other relevant things I found on my iPhone