No, it's not self-referential.
I think she could have used a few more minutes to think things through.
Brad is back and he brought a haircut with him. THANK GOD.
Speaking of back, I'm back from out of town, but I'm still out of it. Why am I awake? What am I doing here? I've just got to make it to winter break. A real winter break. I love when offices do that. I love that my office does that. I hope your office does that too, and if they don't I wish they did. I'm full of good feelings for life and living and you and me and God and the Bible. It must be Brad's haircut.
Maybe this is something everyone has seen already and I'm just late to the party, but if it is, I don't care, because it is mesmerizing and awesome and I want to keep it with me forever.
I can't stop watching it. Oh man. Thank you Albert.
We stopped at a McDonald's on the way to Chicago this summer. We believe it was in Hammond, Wis.
I could see this from the street as we pulled in and I FLIPPED OUT. It continues to haunt me. I feel there are terrifying things going on offscreen. Even more terrifying than what you see here? YES.
Click the thumbnail for the full chilling effect.
The Internet finds me great things:
AL! One of my world's favorite people. Read this. It's awesome.
This is actually in print. With a crappy cover but oh well. OMG.
You mean this is actually finally going to come out someday? And it's CHEAP?!
Is it bad that I want all of these? It is, isn't it? OK, I'll stop now.
It's nice to know my ears don't always fail me.
I saw the new Old Navy ad with one of them FASH, ON. jingles, right, and I suddenly went
AHH HOLY SHIT
I know who that is, but ...
am I crazy?
The Sidekick II is dead. Long live the Sidekick III.
(Longer than 11 months, I hope.)
Captured forever with the awe-inspring high definition of my slowly dying Sidekick II, tonight's sunset as seen from my bus stop:
It really was pretty, trust me.
I went to Chicago and saw Scritti Politti and it was great! I'm tired! I have to sleep! Bye!
Two things I love:
1) Time Warner Cable
2) Dominick Dunne's Power Privilege and Justice
Our Time Warner Cable got I guess "absorbed" by Comcast so I must learn to live with that. (Admittedly Comcast is much improved over the horror that we dealt with in California. I hope they don't find a way to make me regret making that statement.)
Now they took away my Court TV on Demand channel. JUST TOOK IT AWAY. How dare they. This means I cannot watch Dominick Dunne's Power Privilege and Justice ... on demand. This world is so cruel.
I got really sick last night and stayed sick today. Tomorrow is going to be a rather "involved" day so I better shape it up.
The Kings won, so I guess it all evens out. I love Ron Artest. Kevin Martin continues to be the future of basketball. Brad, uh, what can I say about Brad.
League Pass actually showed us the local Kings community service promo during the game, which was Brad doing this remote control monster truck thing with a bunch of kids who were all like, "He's so tall!" The title up there comes from this retardo song that was playing in the background. Thankfully I can't remember how it goes anymore, because it was stuck there for a while.
This is a cheat, I guess, since I already bulletined this up on MySpace, which is something I try to not do (both crosspost and post bulletins on MySpace, that is).
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I saw my new favorite graffiti on the bus tonight, which read "fuck window advertising!" and filled me with joy and warmth. It's been bugging me about how ever since downtown Field's changed over to crappy Macy*s they just keep pasting ads up onto the huge display windows instead of actually putting displays in them. Why be able to see through glass when you can look at a big paste-up of a couple of ugly white people pretending to get excited about some stupid shit? So yes, "fuck window advertising,' indeed. Cub Foods, please stop making the LRT look like a giant hoagie. I'm watching you.
Have you seen the TheraFlu ad where the guy looks straight out of Carnival of Souls?! DUDE.
I was on the bus home tonight and taking notice that my Sidekick screen, while still far from OK, was looking dramatically less horrible than it had the night before. Then the backlight winked and flickered and went out and it has yet to return. Boo, or should I say "boo." I think my Sidekick is H-H-H-HAAAAAUNTED.
The Kings are here in my city but I'm here in my house and not there at the game. Brad is having an off night and it's clearly because he's wondering where I am so he can tell me to lay off his hair. (By the way, I figured it out: He's growing it out? I think. I'll expound on this later. Don't think I've forgotten this. I could never forget.)
Kevin Martin is like a BAT. One of the commentators just said "He looks like El DeBarge," and now I'm laughing.
We turned to watch the beginning of the Sonics opener during the commercial break. They were introduced to "Run Like Hell." This is also hilarious, much like the Heat getting their rings to the Rod Stewart version of "This Old Heart of Mine," because if any song is gonna pump you up it's THAT. I hope the Mavericks stop coming out to "Eminence Front" for how dare they steal my song.
I really can't stand the Timberwolves, and they're probably going to win this game now, and Mike Bibby got ejected for yakking at the refs (by logic of which Kevin Garnett would have been ejected in the first quarter) and I can't stop making Eddie Griffin jokes and I hate. I don't hate Eddie Griffin jokes, though. They're always funny. Much like yellng "OHHHHH DONALD" every time you see Pau Gasol rocking the beard.
I opened a rather extravagantly priced bottle of icewine yesterday and I believe the right to finish it off has been earned. I'll save some for Brad--someone tell him to come over.
Andrew Bogut is wearing a Flashdance headband, I swear:
See? That's truth.
