The lady and I kinda went to bed a little early this evening and we’re laying there, thinking, what can we do before dreaming the work week away? Well, I found this website:
This is the best thing since Battleship over the internet. The only thing I can think of that would make picking the perp with someone funner is if we had to do shots every time you choose correctly.
6 Famous Characters You Didn’t Know Were Shameless Rip Offs | Cracked.com.
This is a neat lil article about comics/cartoon characters and their true origins. Thanks to Luke for popping this one at me.
And a convo I had with a friend. The \ are where the IM broke to a new line.
My Friend: Do you think you were ever meant to live a different life, maybe in a different period of history?
Me: Sometimes i think i would have liked to have lived in another time/but i never think i was meant for it/because i don’t believe in meaning/meaning is a trick put there by our hearts when we feel lost and we look for reason, because reason /is one of those things that we’re sorta trained to believe is solid and heavy and good and man, /well, if we and reason are connected, then we’re special (more…)
We’d have to damn this Monday, too. And that wouldn’t be nice. We
should be doing laundry right now. Shoulda, coulda, woulda. Bwahahahaha!
Convo between the Lady and I. Proceed at your own risk. There are bad words.
Amazon.com: Customer Reviews: Three Wolf Moon T-Shirt, Available in Various Sizes.
Read the reviews for this. It’s some pretty damn hilarious stuff. I know I was moping at 2 am today, but the joy I have gotten from this has made not killing myself seem like a great decision.
the worst that can happen
ain’t death, debt, and taxes
i tell you
it’s getting raped and eaten by a bear
foot appetizer
claws and roar at yer back
teeth splitting the pimples
on your shoulder
so i get up
drink water
at 2 17 in the morning
high off the fight
5 hours ago
look out the window
and man i WANT someone
coming over that fence
need a reason for the machete
but it’s wet black quiet
and in the shadows
i know humidity waits
for the sunrise
and that’s ok
cause it’s may in miami
and survival is finding
moments of cool:
90 mph on my arms
the hairs
a million record player needles
scratching out
a song that starts
with a big fucking
WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
Now, lady, please stop counting money and give me mi café.
Or some Anthony’s coal fired pizza first?
Life is about making adjustments. And making adjustments. And making
adjustments.
