Sunday, January 29, 2006


For years, many have wondered, dreamed--nay, fantasized--about the whereabouts of one James Steinman, grandmaster of that most perfect union of science and mathematics: feeezics. We found him one dark afternoon at the University of Rochester.

Jim took us to a mysterious watering hole with dozens of giant televisions. The great Seahawks and Steelers were victorious that day, but we had to wait to get in.

Since we had last met, Jim has used his deeevious aptitude at feeezics to devise ways of drinking beer faster than allowed by the space-time continuum.

Jim's Subaru is almost newbaru!

Jim then invited us up to his new, spacious digs. We promptly went through his stuff, looking for personal effects. According to one report, his fridge is well-stocked with orange juice.

Jim used to wear a lot more black. Now he dresses more casually, saving his black clothes for midnight vampire hunts with Chuck Norris. Those vampires are breaking Texas law!

Jim then told us he had a bevy of women coming over, and that we had to leave. There are some things Jim just doesn't share. For better pictures, check out

Thursday, January 26, 2006

These Are The Daves I Know

Download the song by The Kids In The Hall!

"Hudson in Saskatchewan" had been looking for this song on the Internet and somehow ended up with my E-mail address in the process. I didn't have it but helped Hudson find it anyway. I post this link because (A) it's a great song, (B) other people might be looking for it, and (C) my good buddy Dave just had his birthday. If you check out this other link you can find a picture of Dave at the bottom-right of the second page, doing what he does best.

While I'm at it, check out the pre-"Lazy Sunday" song "The Heist" by The Lonely Island, who now writes for SNL. They ripped off half of their own song to make "Lazy Sunday" but both tracks are still pretty funny.

In other news I finally burned my 202nd and final MST3K CD. Hey, it only took four months! Later.

Thursday, January 19, 2006


Three and a half years and two Masters degrees. It's about time.

Wednesday, January 18, 2006

Whatever you do, make it Quik

Katrina showed God was mad at America, says New Orleans mayor - The Guardian

I only post this article because it has the best quote of the year thus far:

Yesterday there were calls for him [Mayor Ray Nagin] to justify a promise to rebuild New Orleans as a "chocolate" city that some had seen as divisive in the wake of Hurricane Katrina.

"How do you make chocolate? You take dark chocolate, you mix it with white milk and it becomes a delicious drink. That is the chocolate I am talking about," he said.

Sunday, January 15, 2006

Aaron Beebe, 24

BuffaloNews - Death Notices

Pleeeeeease Reeeeead!

Joe Ferguson put a counter on his site recently (thanks to the good people at and I thought hey, I should too. Then my counter started going faster than his. Much faster. At the time of this writing my counter has just passed 2900 while his is above 2300. Neither of these are extravagant numbers, but what's the deal? I thought I didn't have any friends. Let's check the numbers.

Here's a clue. Normally the main page gets the most hits. In this case, however, twice as many people viewed the December 2005 archive. There must be something from December that found its way to a search engine and got popular--more popular than my own (cough) notoriety.

I don't know if this is big enough for you to read, but it appears that others have searched Yahoo and Google for the spam E-Mail I posted on 5 December. You know, the one where Bill Gates gives you money for forwarding a chain letter?

Here are the actual search terms. An astounding 96.61 percent of searchers came to my website using some variation of the E-Mail's header. The other 3.39 percent came looking for information on Linda Stouffer, anchorperson on CNN Headline News. I'm not exactly sure what that means, but we should investigate further.

I tried out various versions of the Gates E-mail header on both Google and Yahoo. In some places my site was as high as 4th! For such a well-known hoax that's not to bad, especially considering I got the same E-mail ten years ago. I wonder how many saps click here thinking it might be their lucky day? Anyway, from now on I will simply post spam on my site to up the hit count. Lucky for you! Oh, and searching "'Linda Stouffer' bio" on Yahoo puts me at 7th or 8th, depending on its mood. However, one more question remains. Do I have any friends? The above graph proves the answer is: "only a few." In case the type is too small, that green Pac-Man represents the folks who spend less than 5 seconds looking at my blog. Pfft goes the ego.

Here is a fatter, more Irish Pac-Man showing that only 10.8 percent of viewers actually come back. Now let's compare this to Joe's less-viewed blog:

Now ain't that something. Joe has less hits, but a more devoted fanbase. It's as if I'm the Britney Spears of the Web while he's Sufjan Stevens. Or more literally, he's Joe Ferguson. In detail, here is more evidence. Below is a chart showing my last 100 viewers based on their location. Note how randomly distributed the readership is. I believe the blank space represents me as I gathered material for this post.

The second chart is for Joe's site. Remember too that Joe has friends and family in Western New York, California, and Nashville. See how much more concentrated his data set is?

Thus endeth the lesson. By the way, in a larger list of visitors that "Came From" another website to mine, only one out of a hundred wasn't a Bill-Gates-E-Mail-spam search page. That website was

Sunday, January 08, 2006

Ed: A Photo Retrospective

That was exciting. Thanks for reading.


Dog, Monkey, and Christmas Eve

The above link goes to Google Video. It's choppier than Castpost but has a larger viewer and unlimited storage.

Some pictures from the past week. Here's Scott at the theater, working on the marquee.

The dog took my bed one night.

This is what a full Record Theater book looks like. It happens once every couple years.

The George Eastman House/Museum in Rochester

0.1 megapixel!!1

Joe gets in the shot. AGAIN.

Eastman was a notoriously competitive pie baker. Honest.

Eastman's suicide note, 1932.

Eastman's ashtray

SPoT Coffee, Rochester is located in an old Chevy Dealership.

"Big" Ed Snyder does his impression of Western Montana.

The Sabres lost

John Cusack types "I MISS U" to the Hinterland Girl

Tim, Joe, and Ed rock out with Frank

Frank rehydrates

If you touch Frank here, he tastes like copper.

They drive off