Wednesday, May 27, 2009

What the fuck was that?

Free Apps!

So one of my various email lists has sent me this link:

Pretty simple. You find the application you want to use, and the site suggests free apps (ranked by user rating) that are comparable or do the same thing.

Sweet eh?

Go get one.

Little Mac

Jesus hell I want this game, like yesterday.

Punch Out was probably the best video game of all time. Well, maybe not the best...but I loved it. And I will love it again. And I will get in trouble for playing video games too much. And I will grow my beard long and spill chips on my chest and bring empty bottles to the living room so I don't have to get up to go pee.

I will develop an unhealthy love of Mountain Dew and Doritos. My body will fall apart. I will have a blanket of fat around me. I will no longer be vegan. I will supplement my Doritos diet with Pepperoni Pizza.

And then...when I finally beat the game. I'll look at myself in the mirror and cry.

Saturday, May 23, 2009


I knew Adam and Dave were remarkably funny individuals. But it wasn't until Mr. Brian Bird pointed me in this direction that I discovered they were also pioneers in the world of sport.

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

Dogs Dogs, Everywhere is Dogs

Looooong weekend.

Went to the burbs - helped lay patio stones. Brought both dogs. Both dogs escaped.

First dog required me to leap the fence like an olympic hurdler and dash through damp bushes (it was an hour after the storm). Soaked and annoyed, but Neko looked thoroughly impressed with herself. I swear she squeezed out of a whole in the fence no larger than a cantaloupe. Or maybe a grapefruit.

Second dog, Dottie, managed to squeak past us as we were bringing in patio stones. Less fun/funny. Dropped very heavy patio stone and took off like Usain Bolt - only slower, shorter, and whiter. She was running for the hills at break neck speed, and I wanted to break her neck.

Got close, she bolted in the other direction.

At this point, I'd already done the 400 meter sprint. She, being an olympian, opted to continue on and run another 600 meters.

So I'm already sweating from laying patio stones, shirtless, covered in mud, and at this point heaving trying to catch my breath from a balls-out sprint when she decides that this run needs to continue across 4 lanes of traffic and into some parking lot.

Another 750 meters, several curse words, more sweat, strange looks from pedestrians, and I finally catch up to the wretched beast.

She's rolling in shit.

Should have adopted a guinea pig.

Friday, May 15, 2009

Slap Chop! Sham Pow!

ok, so I didn't notice this originally, but Robert noted the "you're going to love my nuts" line. Fantastic.


Holy crap does this ever look good. It's also directed by David Bowie's son (which is neither here nor there, just interesting).

Monday, May 11, 2009


Hi Nissan Cube,

I want you.


Saw a Nissan Cube on the streets today. It was everything I always wanted in a car: it moved, it had wheels, it was small, and it was waiting for me to drive it.


Well Good God Damn

I'm getting married.

For real.

How amazing is that?!

Friday, May 8, 2009

Aaaaand back

No blogs for a while. Crazy busy. Was in crazy bad mood for a bit, but the last few days I've been super happy and ready to take on the world, one burrito at a time.

Summer's looking really good right now. Can't wait. July 3rd!