I care Glenn. I care.
look who wants to be friends! maybe i should add her (him?) to awesome spammer names of the week.
i wonder why i stopped posting those…
oh yeah—nobody cares!
I care Glenn. I care.
look who wants to be friends! maybe i should add her (him?) to awesome spammer names of the week.
i wonder why i stopped posting those…
oh yeah—nobody cares!
here’s the highlight of the weekend.
i went to bryan street tavern to celebrate this guy’s birthday on saturday and i met pee pee cat in the bathroom above the urinal. everything about pee pee cat is awesome. the name is hilarious. the drawing is incredible. the fact that he is standing above a pool of what i assume to be pee is perfect.
everyone knew pee pee cat by the end of the night. at some point or another i would casually asked each of the guys that were with us if they had ever heard of pee pee cat. every one of them knew exactly what i was talking about and we would crack up thinking about how awesome pee pee cat was.
pee pee cat made my night.
this explains a very strange text message I received at about 4 in the morning.
I didn’t know that Twitter was an acceptable journalism source.
Board Game Design Concept of the Day: “Enigma” — a bar-friendly version of Battleship — by Brazilian product design student Mauricio “Tony” Harion.
Still not recommended: Going up to a girl at a bar and asking if she’d like to sink your battleship.
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Not as cool as making your own beer battleship board.
Double BBQ Burger Stack
Burger with two patties, pulled pork, BBQ sauce, bacon, cheese and slaw.
(submitted by Amy C. Evans via sizzlingpubs)
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A few years ago I was searching for a book to read for a cross country plane trip. I settled for this and wasted 30 minutes wandering through the first few chapters of this masterpiece of shit. I hoped and prayed for those 30 minutes back. Now I am hoping and praying for the 2 hours I have spent watching the made for tv version because I can’t find the fucking remote. Mira Sorvino… come on, you’re better than that.
The trailer should have tipped me off.
-“Imagine the Da Vinci Code got raped by Indiana Jones with some smirky know it all bitch like the character from The Closer (or that other piece of shit TNT hard ass chick drama. You know, the one chick from Raising Arizona) lurking in the corner with a camcorder and cue cards. So, uh, buy this book because it’s better than watching “Because I Said So” on a flight.”