Pixel

Pixel

Pixel Q. refuses to talk about himself. If thou wishest, thou may infer from his blog what thou wishest.

WTF mate?

Pyroxelation

Hey, does anyone wish to submit and/or host the next WTF Carnival? To make this take off we need your help. šŸ™‚ That is purely to supplement my own lack of involvement due to my selling my soul to the…

Bad Advice

Pyroxelation

Among certain of my friends, I am notorious for giving bad advice. I find it amusing. Among other friends, I am well known for my excellent advice. I find that insightful. Among other friends, I am known for my sometimes…

I expected more from you

šŸ™‚ I have no expectations for my friends.  At least not really.  If I did, I’m sure I’d get disappointed so much more often. If you think about it, that’s how friendships develop, really.  While I’ve met people that fit…

On Work

Remember that period when I didn’t blog about anything but philosophy exclusively for two weeks? Yeah, I feel like I’m doing that about work now. Sorry guys. I’ll stop.

Pixel Editor-in-Chief

The News Editor wants me to apply for the Editor-in-Chief position next year. At first I said ‘no’ out of modesty, but now I seriously don’t want to do it. Seriously. First off, I doubt I’ll have enough time. That…

I own this place

I might as well live in the newsroom. I spend more time here than humanly possible and have as much, if not more, knowledge– in my two and a half weeks on the job– of the paper and paper-related factoids…

The $5 remainder

Every time I wake up in the morning, I lose $9. Simply by not dying in the night (oh, to be so lucky), I have lost $9. Because every thirty nights I don’t die, I must pay $270. Now, that…

It is official

The United States blows. What makes even dialing out of this country such a big ordeal? Honestly. šŸ™ Well, if you can read this: happy birthday Angela. I tried calling, honest. But my luck wasn’t any better here than it’s…