Genius.
A method for keeping those loose cords at bay.
The Wall Cleat.
UPDATE:
That whole website is rife with beautiful design. Check out these as well:
Thermal lamp.
Baseboard Picket Fence
P: “how much load is on the bearings?”
Mike D: “None! they seize up even without any load.”
P: “that’s really strange.”
Mike D: “What are some of our options? we really need to provide good bearings to our customers.”
P: “I agree. I’ll have an engineer call you.”
Mike D.: “okay. What’s the guy’s name who will be calling me?”
P: “Rob Schnieder.”
Mike D.: “Rob Schnieder’s going to call me?”
P: “yes.”
Mike D.: “THE Rob Schnieder?”
P: “No.”
Mike D.: “oh.”
Updates shortly.
No commentsI’m in Ohio this week. More updates soon.
No commentsAnimals, appearing in the Tube maps.
Enjoy.
No commentsRegistrar.
ugh.
hate it.
2 CommentsIn honor of their 10th birthday, Google has allowed you to step back in time and use its search engine as it appeared in January 2001. MikeDiDonato.com doesn’t exist nor does any reference to September 11th or Facebook.
1 Commentfind all the endings!
1 Comment80’s hair-metal rockers Twisted Sister announce that they ‘are now going to take it.’
Check out the inside scoop here.
No commentsWhenever I’m wheeling a cart around the grocery store or the shop floor at work I am hard pressed not to kick off, jump on, and ride that cart for a few meters.
I hope I never grow out of this desire.
1 CommentThey’re awesome.
2 CommentsA couple weeks ago, Ben did a great job of explaining Fannie Mae and Freddy Mac to us.
This episode of This American Life does a great job of explaining the greater “credit crisis” in excellent detail.
2 Comments(video)
1 CommentMandy is doing Habitat for Humanity. If you’d like to help her out with a donation, click here.
No commentsI should name my firstborn son “Norman”
7 CommentsAnd his talk on our Queer universe on Ted.
No commentsTry a 100 lb. (45 kg) burger.
Just one item on the list of the World’s Top 10 Largest Things 2008, and where to find them.
3 CommentsIt’s International Talk Like a Pirate Day! Check out the fun here.
Been a while since you’ve sailed the seas pillaging for booty? Check out these fantastic guidelines for how to talk like a pirate!
1 Commentfrom Darcy.
3 CommentsHuge African American Male at ShopRite with sunglasses: Dude. Your hair is awesome.
Me: Thanks!
H.A.A.M.@SR.w/SG: Seriously. You’ve got it goin’ on.
1. According to Wikipedia, Brian Cox was in a Rock Band before he decided to study physics.
2. Food day? Yes please. (from shamus)
3. The creepy cat. (video)
1 CommentI roll my eyes at Sir David King’s arguments in this video but perhaps I’m biased because I have a man-crush on Brian Cox.
3 CommentsA method for keeping those loose cords at bay.
The Wall Cleat.
UPDATE:
That whole website is rife with beautiful design. Check out these as well:
Thermal lamp.
Baseboard Picket Fence
Sunday night I had a dream. My sister T and I were headed over to the post office to drop some letters off for my mom. She was driving our family’s van. We chatted about nothing special as we made our way to our destination. It was about 8:45am.
As we pulled up we saw a huge crowd gathered in front of the door. It turns out they didn’t open until nine.
“oh man! this is going to take forever,” tree noted.
“why don’t you jump out and get in line,” I offered “I’ll park the van.”
Theresa hopped out of the drivers seat. I took the car and did a three point turn. Then I went turned left into the parking lot. Despite the large amount of people in front of the post office, the parking lot only had a few cars.
As I pulled into a spot I felt the car thump heavily. I used the auto-mirror on the passenger side to let me see if I’d hit anything.
I had run over and killed a toddler.
!!!!
I woke up totally horrified wondering why on Earth casual dreams seem to get overly horrific without any warning. Despite waking up, I still felt like I was on Cape Cod. I pulled the warm blankets up over my shoulder and started drifting back to sleep… when I heard a sound from downstairs. “who would be downstairs at this hour?” I pondered.
And just like that, I realized I wasn’t on vacation in Cape Cod. No. I was at home. And it was Monday morning. And in 45 minutes, I’d have to get up and go to work.
What a lousy way to start a week.
Authored by: mike d.