And I thought I was nuts

This guy makes flash animations of kittens playing popular songs of the day. The shit you find out about when avoiding your work like the plague that it is…

No.

This is not a parody, this is an official production of the Republican party. I fear for this country now more than ever. I hope the Superman people sue the Republican National Committee for several billion dollars.

IM has ruined me

Instant Messenger has become the death of my conversational ability. I’m so used to having at least a bit of time to come up with witty responses to questions, that I’ve started to freeze when I have to come up with them on the spot. I’m also not as good anymore at filling gaping holes ...

Pump jockey’s perspective

Of all the coverage of the crazed sniper fucking with my hometown and its surrounding metropolitan sprawl, I think I’ve finally found the most interesting one (through ObscureStore, of course). This guy works as a “gas station attendant,” which, as he readily admits, is a fancy resumé term for a cashier. He’s also a student ...

In all seriousness

I’d like to be serious for a minute. Don’t laugh, I actually am serious every once in a while. I hereby apologize in advance for any “Afterschool Special”-type sentences contained herein. I also apologize for the somewhat jumbled nature of this post…it’s been a long couple of days. That being said: If you are feeling ...

Weekend plans foiled

Man caught stealing $183 in condoms. Thanks again to ObscureStore, my favorite place to waste time on the web.

Speaking of insane Southerners

Also courtesy of Coop: Yahooing Beer. We need to get this poor boy out of Atlanta.

It’s funny because it’s true

Cooper on the fine art of communicating with Southerners.

Bowl-a-rama

I went bowling tonight, and it was really great. And, yes, I have acknowledged several times previously that I’m a big giant nerd. I also went ice skating, which reminded me why I no longer ice skate (because it hurts my legs like a motherfucker), though it was still fun to almost fucking kill myself ...

Whoops…

Today is my lucky day. I had a date that went very well (I ended up asking out Megan, a.k.a. Rugby Chick, and she, to my unending astonishment, said yes), and when she eventually left, I called my buddies, who were out bowling in Skokie, and who were piss drunk and asked me to pick ...