Effing Sweet
I’m making up for my amazing blogging with this….
Happy New Year!
What?
Sure to be the next Internet Train Wreck
My buddy Brandon (@BrandonSings) sent this my way yesterday, and well, there is no doubt that this dude has the potential to be the next guest on season 3 of Tosh.0. What we have here is a clever production from 1993 that is certain to warm your heart. Behold:
As I told my friend Jim, he’s clearly a shell of a man devastated by the harsh realities of life.
And how bout that floating keyboard? Trippyyyyyyy brah!
Hey Guys
I just recently remembered that I had a blog and/or website. I decided to take a look and see what I was missing.
Apparently, not much, since my last blog was May 18th. That’s only 5 months and a week ago. I remember it like yesterday really. I decided to write about LOST. I guess it hadn’t ended yet.
Boy, I sure wasn’t kidding when I said I would be put out of my misery soon enough. That ending sucked. Worst part is, they are whoring out a new show called The Event which sucks even harder. I mean, the logo says it all.
Backwards E for no reason? Stupid. Almost as stupid as this attempt to blog.
More later.
LOST in a Nutshell
I’m not going to lie, I saw someone else do this already. But I wanted to build on the idea with a synopsis of LOST in my own words. Anyone who watches this show knows how maddening and ridiculous it is. Of course, I can’t stop watching, but at least I will be put out of my misery soon enough. If I wanted to make it really accurate, the whole answering questions bit would be the tiniest slice humanly possible, and there would be another slice labeled “WAAAAAAAAAAALLLLLLLLLLLLLLTTTTTT”, but I digress.
Yep, this is my dog
For those of you that know my dog, this picture should be no surprise. He’s hilarious (mostly unintentionally) because his abused/abandoned background makes for some great comedy. He’s petrified of people (especially Asian folks), growls (never barks), eats people’s underwear (no comment), and runs into shit in the backyard causing large cuts close to his eye (DEF wasn’t an animal according to the Vet).
All that being said, I think this one takes the cake. He’s always had sensitive skin, and moving to dry ass Colorado definitely didn’t help there. Over the winter, he has just gone to town on his belly (no fur there) and it has finally become infected. We took him to the Vet and this was her suggestion: Put him in a t-shirt (so he can’t lick it for a few days while I’m at work and the meds kick in), therefore crushing his soul.
Mission accomplished.
Amazing Blast From The Past
I still remember the lyrics to this, what, 15 years later? And my memory is complete shit. Probably because it’s filled with useless ditties and jingles like this. But look at it this way – Who wants to remember their 16th birthday, their first kiss, or their first, delicious, paralyzing puff of crack cocaine when you can remember the lyrics to “I Saw the Sign” or Canadian bacon sensation Celine Dion’s megahit “My Heart Will Go On”? I rest my case.
PS – Looking to blog regularly again.
PPS – Don’t hold your breath.
Worst Blogger Ever? Quite Possibly.
After a series of prolific weekly blog entries (I know you guys really loved my SLIS one), I slacked bigtime and haven’t blogged since May 1st. Lame. Although it would be better writing to say I’ve been doing nothing and just didn’t feel like blogging, I suppose I’ve been a little busy.
A little busy falling down stairs on boats, blaming it on someone pushing me when no one did, making Loren and Lisa drive me to PromptCare 5 minutes after arriving and ruining their day and one of the few times they get to have fun, and making quite a hilarious scene there.
A little busy drinking Phil’s parents’ Old Style that we conned him into leaving at our house.
A little busy custom-making my own jorts (jean shorts to the layperson), with each leg being a different size for the Indy 500, then chickening out and not even wearing them.
A little busy playing far too many rounds of Team Fortress 2 (pewpew videogames!)
A little busy finding random plastic bags around the house and a roll of duct tape and jimmy-rigging a sweet waterproof shell around my foot so that I can shower once every couple days.
A little busy cleaning up Jack’s awesome pile of explosive diarrhea from Jordan’s house (totally worth it).
A little busy throwing up a little bit in my mouth looking at this picture. Yummy!
Grats SLIS!
I just had my last class ever on Wednesday, and I’m about done with all my schoolwork. Damn good feeling. Just now I was reading the IDS (student newspaper) and saw that 8 grad programs at IU made it into the US News and World Report list of 2010′s best Graduate Schools.
What do you know, my baller school, the School of Library and Information Science, got 7th as a whole, with this breakdown:
- Digital Librarianship – 7th
- Information Systems / Information Science – 8th
- School Library Media – 10th
I’m in the IS program, if you couldn’t figure that out. Grats SLIS!
How did this movie fall under the radar?
This reaffirms my belief that Matthew McConaughey makes the best worst movies of all time. Plus, Gary Oldman is a midget little person. Need I say more? Thanks to the Shack and Filmdrunk for the heads up.