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Monthly Archives: August 2008
I’m really not a big corporate person, but when something is really awesome it’s worth mentioning. Like Southwest Airlines’ “Ding” download thingy. It just dings and lets me know when there are cheap specials. I just bought tickets for $109 each way. And then I saved a bunch of money on car insurance by switching to Geico. Oh wait I don’t have a car…
One thing that gets under my skin is when someone consistently clings to one thing they’ve done a long time ago and claims that’s why they are qualified to do so many things today… ie: McCain. If I hear McCain say one more time that he was a prisoner of war, and that some how qualifies him to own seven houses (worth a total of $13 million) and to run our country (even though in December of 2007 he claimed he was not knowledgeable about economics), I think I’m going to stab myself with a fork.
Seriously? I feel like half our country is still drinking Budweiser and wearing number 8 Dale Earnheardt racing T-Shirts while the other half is trying to move forward but is being kept back by the Nascar crowd. How is this race so close? What a joke. Thank Santa my two states (Maryland and California) vote BLUE!
BWI/Me- That’s all I can really say right now on here…
And way to pick family friend Joe Biden! Obama/Biden!!!
Radiohead is overrated. That’s basically all I have to say really…
Dear Journal, God, or Santa,
Why did I go to grad school again? And I should have gone for something else instead like Social Justice I’ve decided… And if there’s a draft do you think they’ll find me if I hide out in the gap in Condi Rice’s teeth? That’s my plan. Thanks for listening Journal, God, and or Santa!
“Could it be Jesus? Well, yes it could be. Or it could be a Furby!”
-Bill Maher, tonight on Larry King (This fucker makes me laugh-not Larry King)
So I’ve come to the conclusion that everyone in the world is just out for themselves and that everything that I was raised to believe and fight for is basically wrong. That’s basically it. Oh yea and that private school that I went to with the hippie message of respect and community, well- outside those walls haha it seems like it’s screw or be screwed…
I’ve decided I want a dog. A dalmatian to be exact. I shall name him “Mr. Pants” and when I want him to fetch I will call out, “blast off, Mr. Pants!”
So when Russia and China invade us (which I anticipate is relatively soon) Mr. Pants and I will blast off up north to Canada and hide out up there. Or I can yell out, “blast off Mr. Pants the Russians and Chinese are coming!” Yea I think I took too much Vicadin for my knee…
So, it’s been an odd month and a half to say the least… So I’ve had an anagnorisis. Time to write a children’s book! I think it was when I was couch surfing and woke up wasted on the beach staring at the stars when I decided this. Well trying to, but all I could see was fog actually…
The only thing I’m having a hard time with is deciding on a title. I’ve come up with three in no particular order:
1.) Acid Trips for Children!
2.) A is for Apathetic, B is for Blue
3.) Knees, Who Kneeds Them?
Honorable Mention: Noooo Don’t Hit Me!
So there’s a new book out titled, Hot Chicks with Douche Bags. As someone who notices this kind of stuff everyday, I found it necessary to check out this book. I can’t believe I didn’t think to create this book myself. It’s so true too! How many times a day do you see a hot girl with some asshole or douchebaggy guy? Too many to count… Check it out!
