I am a creature of rather sad, pathetic habit. I’m routine-based and predictable and I fear change for the most part. But there is a growing list of things that I have developed of new routines I’d like to acquire. Absent are the expected “eat better,” “exercise more” or “have more fiber in your diet.” Instead, my list is full of stupid things such as “do a crossword puzzle every day,” “set aside time to pray/meditate/reflect” and “read the paper/watch the evening news.” Anyway, here’s this week’s FTILFF:

1. This American Life trailer - I’m excited that TAL is coming to television. I first learned about it from The Tale of Two Johns, a documentary about They Might Be Giants. The witty, eccentric radio program has some of the higher quality content out there. Sadly, I don’t get Showtime, but hopefully I’ll be able to catch it somehow. DVD?
2. This “Extra Life” comic - I confess to not normally finding “Extra Life” all that amusing. It must the the nerd humor in this one that slays me though. I got a nice chuckle this week from it (and secretly wish more designers would push for the 1024 layout).
3. Pulp Fiction in typography - “Say What Again” is a short motion graphics piece done by SCAD student Jarratt Moody in which he reinterprets the intonation of voices from the classic scene in Pulp fiction by translating it into typography. Beautiful, effective and a wonderful way to illustrate to those who “don’t get it” what the power of design can do. I live for stuff like this. [article]
4. Tuna steaks - With the Lenten season upon me now as a Catholic it’s back to certain days without meat. I decided to splurge this time and pick up some frozen tuna steaks from Costco (does this not tell you how wild’n’crazy I am?) and it’s nice to have “fresh” fish every once in awhile. Now let’s hope I don’t die of mercury poisoning as I already consume 5 cans of tuna fish and 5 cans of salmon a week. What the hell is mercury poisoning anyway?
5. This Icelandic horse photograph - Hell I didn’t even know they had horsies in Iceland. But not only is this photo ridiculously amusing to me, it’s stunning. Saturated and seemingly illustrative, I dig it.

So at the end of it, all I’ve really managed to develop is a list of things that justifies just how lame I am. While other people want to do more in life or to stay younger, apparently I’m trying to pretend like I’m a balding 50 year old man in house shoes. Note to self: add to the list, “wear house shoes at night—whatever they are.”