At last, I may have found my talent.
Saturday, August 30th, 2008What an epic bowling match! And I swear, I only used the bumpers a little bit. (My patented "triple bumper bank shot" will not be denied.)
Archive for August, 2008
What an epic bowling match! And I swear, I only used the bumpers a little bit. (My patented "triple bumper bank shot" will not be denied.)
Too good not to be true.
Wednesday, August 27th, 2008Exclusive Excerpt: Stephen Davis’s ‘Watch You Bleed: The Saga of Guns N’ Roses’"DO YOU KNOW WHERE YOU ARE?"The boys, taken aback, just looked at him."I SAID, DO YOU KNOW WHERE YOU ARE?"Bill Bailey said, "Uh, we're just trying to get to…""YOU'RE IN THE JUNGLE, BABY!"(via everyone on the Internet)
Nooo it are my birthday!
Tuesday, August 26th, 2008Today is the 29th Annual Scott Jennings Day, and as always, you should celebrate as your family's tradition would dictate. Me, I just got home from work, had some Chinese takeout, and I'm treating myself to some cake and ice cream later. What, no craziness? Well, considering how I teetered ...
The moderately obsessive guide to driving too much.
Tuesday, August 26th, 2008Kinda a work in progress: a map annotated with my notes on how I drive between New York and North Carolina. Probably interesting to no one but me, but if you ever make the drive, boy, what a resource! View Larger Map
USA! USA! USA!
Monday, August 25th, 2008I still think he's a rat-faced motherfucker who I enjoy watching fail each and every March, but something about this picture makes me feel — what's the opposite of shame?
These balls is tasty!
Sunday, August 24th, 2008Yes, Ikea sells frozen meatballs. Yes, they are tasty.
Is it time for the modern pentathlon yet?
Friday, August 22nd, 2008Rogge rips the wrong guy Jacques Rogge is so bought, so compromised, the president of the IOC doesn’t have the courage to criticize China for telling a decade of lies to land itself these Olympic Games. All the promises made to get these Games — on Tibet, Darfur, pollution, worker safety, freedom ...
Epic highlighter fail.
Friday, August 22nd, 2008My middle school history teacher, Mrs. Ebert, would spot-check our highlighting of our textbooks over our shoulders during class. Which is why I twitched so hard when I saw this guy next to me on the train — I'd have had my ass kicked for this. I'm starting to come to ...
