Why the hell are Rebecca Black’s friends driving in that video? What state allows 13 year old drivers? And what 16 year olds would hang out with a 13 year old?
AND WHY IS SHE PARTYING AT 13?
And who is that rapper? Like what is his name?
Anyway, that’s all I have to say about it after all this time.
I used to look at cartons that said this, laugh, and inhale the sugar.
Silly we love the sugar so much, but most of us don’t know any better.
..in the end theme to “Jeopardy” is as ridiculous as its exclamation point.
..having my character questioned.
There was a time when this wasn’t the case, but my character is currently rock-solid, thanks.
Is there a roller rink above me? What is this rolling that has been going on above my head always?
When I was seven - yes, seven - I used to read the Wall Street Journal - and understand the words but not the concepts - on the subway on the way to third grade.
Now I read Metro.
Sad that they prey on the infirm.
Full-on honking, weeping crying tonight.
..Every time I see evidence of how sad and lacking in confidence I used to be, I vow never to let myself fall back to that. Never again.
More lighthearted post today, this one about relationships. I never know if I sound like I’m talking out of my ass with these, being a pretty commonly single person, but I think I have interesting things to say.
Wednesday is hump day. This is old news.
I make the hump an even higher hurdle to climb by making the day my hardest workout. Starts with some easy lifting but then I do the bike. Oh the bike. How I didn’t miss you.
I haven’t made biking (or, “spinning,” but come on, you know what spinning really is) part of my routine since I first started doing cardio in fall of 05. Back then I was gaining weight because of poor eating habits, and since I was still eating poorly, the biking didn’t help that much (I had yet to isolate the problem, which was eating unhealthy things at 2 am, like an idiot). But now, I’ve realized the rowing machine is physically uncomfortable for me for some reason, and the bike can be such a beast.
So, I do the “Alpine Pass” program, which is what it says, and by the middle, the real peak, I have to stand up off the seat to push myself through it. My heart rate is up around 188 by this point, and last week I had to stop and crumple to the floor (since I was getting over a fever and hadn’t eaten much). But this moment, right there, is the hump in the middle of the biking portion, which is itself the hump of my workout, which is the hump of the day, which is the hump of the week.
I still have shit to handle this week. But after that, it all seems pretty easy.
Is there a scientific reason it always has to blow the fuck out while being turned on?
It wasn’t any weaker last night before I went to sleep. Had I slept with my light on would it have stayed functional in perpetuity?
This is what I wonder at 6:30 am.
Not my favorite thing to try and decipher.
Do these jokers come up with a new day at an annual meeting? I remember when judgment day was in 1997. What do they do when they wake up and they haven’t been judged? It has to be hard to go back to work after you, say, said goodbye to everyone thinking you’d never see them again as they burned for all eternity. Note: this is not about all people of faith. But the histrionic folks who make the rest of believers look bad by association. Sensible people of faith: bring your peeps back down from the ledge.
Damn straight. She was hilarious.
Ghetto yell/fight downstairs. “(something something) FUCKING PREGNANT!”
On Brown’s comments that he’s being treated unfairly while Sheen rides the wave.
This will make my trivia-creation skills legendary.
So much of it is marketing..
I think I’ll post one debunked and one proven each time.
This one makes me shake my head.
I believed this one for a while. Goes to show, check up on shit before assuming it’s true.
Also: news media, stop being lazy.
I’m going to post snopes rumor-busters often now. People need to know shit.
Back to it in 6 hours. Time to kick the ass of the next four weeks!
I love Patton Oswalt.
The taxi driver was laughing at drunk me trying and failing to swipe my credit card (this after being kicked off the m15 at 126th and 2nd).
“It tells you what to do!” he kept saying. Heh.
That kerouac quote about the ‘mad ones.’
This does not make you deep!
Alan Cumming is at odessa.
If your city has anything on this list, and especially more than one thing, it fails.
If there is no subway, it fails.
If there is only a subway that takes you across the downtown area, it fails.
If your subway closes before midnight, it fails. (Note: if your bars are cheap enough that staying there until 5 am will not break the bank, this is acceptable.)
If your subway does not take you most places you might want to go, it fails.
If the most common way to get from point A to point B is a drive on the highway, it fails.
If your city has less than several million people, it fails.
If the bars close before 3 am, it fails.
If liquor is not served on sundays, it fails.
If an independent movie is released, but it is not likely to reach your city within a week or two, it fails.
If you can smoke in the bars, it fails.
So, far as I know, this knocks off LA, Philly, Boston, and many other places. I think Chicago is still alive. The Bay Area, if you combine it into one thing, lives too, but then highways are involved.
Internationally, you have a few more choices.
I should watch that movie more often with “limited edition” 4 loko. Fun times.
THE INCEPTION SOUNDTRACK IS SHAKING MY APARTMENT AND I LOVE IT.
Dude was actually run over by a bus. Will never say ‘I feel like I got hit by a bus’ again. Not sure if I ever said that archaic statement, but still.
..On the crosstown bus, I realized that the snarl at 96th street had caused a bike-rider in hazard gear to have his head… Crushed? Knocked off? Couldn’t see, but when the ambulances came by, they weren’t pulling out the stretcher quickly. Puts shit in perspective. Going to go back to reading my book and not even think about complaining.
…my refund seems depressingly low.
…ended in smoke alarm. Oh well.
At least I live here where I have a smoke alarm, unlike some Asian country I used to live in…
I am really, really going to miss Michael Scott.
Definitely has to be the the flattest of all the ADAs on the show.
Wow. It’s like she has Jacob Silj disease.
People spazzing over an old iPod. Ha.
If you don’t, go away.
Explaining all the wonderful things you can do in 15 minutes. Okay, fine.
End of the ad says, in small print, “Not available in NY.”
That’s like when I see contests where the prize is a trip here.
Surprisingly high production values though.
My week off from work was full of soooo much nonsense to handle. But I’ve tackled all of it (aside from my taxes… will be done tomorrow!), and I’m really excited for this saturday. Oh how I love hosting the trivs.
They dropped that incest bomb tonight! And out of nowhere! That’s the SVU I know and love!
New modfam and SVU!
….happened to me too!