Friday, October 31, 2008

Wanna see...a magic trick?

Watch more video games and play free games at WeGame.


combine two loves: the dark knight, and team fortress 2.

Thursday, October 30, 2008

Not another LOTR

"Oh, f***, not another elf!"
- Hugo Dyson, a real Inkling at a reading of LOTR by J.R.R. Tolkien himself.

So, I was browsing through wikiquote.org, and i found that. I also found someone named starhawk, who is apparently a witch. Huh?

Lisa: Mom, romance is dead. It was acquired by Hallmark and Disney in a hostile takeover, homogenized, and sold off piece by piece.
- The Simpsons

I really like wikiquote...although they miss some of the best quotes.

But they did get this one:

Jim: Jan is about to have a baby with a sperm donor. And Michael is preparing for the birth of a watermelon with Dwight. Now, this baby will be related to Michael through... delusion.

Rocker pants

I recently found that, due to the sudden lack of laundry washes, I had about two pairs of pants remaining in my...um...pile of clothes. One, quite obviously, had a waist size of 25 and apparently failed to be sent to goodwill. so while i promptly put that in the appropriate place, I was left with the last remaining clean pair of pants. I didn't think they would be that bad, as a few months ago I was wearing them everywhere. Well, apparently my biking has caused my legs, particularly my thighs, to swell and muscularlize. And, so, I feel like a rock star. The truth is, they're really uncomfortable. The circumference of the legs is just not enough, despite the waist being fine, and the boot-cut accommodating my calves fine. What is wrong with these pants? I feel like getting a rash, and using the bathroom is a hassle, because the mere looseness and comfortability of men's boxers directly contradict with everything rocker pants clearly need to be. its like i need...omg...oh no...ok, so these pants were in a bin....

http://www.flixya.com/video/4297/Michael_Scott_(The_Office)_Wearing_Womens_Clothes

Wednesday, October 29, 2008

Take that, dancing seniors

despite my rather negative review of ac/dc's black ice, i must, undoubtedly, give them the best props possible, just for beating out HSM3's soundtrack *kaff*. That acronym makes me gag with penultimate expulsions of bile and filth from the esophagus. ac/dc, however...is still better than any senior. disney, you may have cute girls and an unhealthily thin "man" (maybe efron is a girl, just like how peter pan was always played by a girl until Hook), but nothing stands against the power of rock.

Tuesday, October 28, 2008

dude you bastards took away my ice cream

so, i got a bucket of rocky road, because i like chocolate and marshmewwows and nuts, but i looked at it and thought wow, this is really small. something is wrong here. those bastards took my ice cream! just another effect of the economy. but couldn't you people in charge of ice cream sizes just raise the prices? i mean, cold stone is starting to look cheaper and cheaper...

Monday, October 27, 2008

new music tuesday

this week's song is a somewhat old one, from slipknot: before i forget. i keep hearing this on the radio, but i finally found out who it was actually from. its harsh, its grinding, its alternative metal. what could be better?

ac/dc released black ice last week, i think. only their website and walmart are currently selling it, but i dont think i'll get it. it just seems to lack the energy and focus of tnt, or even back in black. and these guys are old. go surf on a big longboard, in australia.

snow patrol is getting better, with take back the city, on their new album a hundred million suns. its a lot harder than typical snow patrol, kind of like how violet hill was way harder than typical coldplay.

Sunday, October 26, 2008

just buckets and buckets of this stuff, everywhere

lost/rusty/o'neill had a massive sample sale today, in where the factory workers have gone through all of their remaining inventory (broken, unsold, or overstocked), throw it into random boxes, and put all of it out on their front lawn. you know its good when they hand out giant plastic bags. so everyone, and I mean everyone, is tearing through all of these boxes to the point where its difficult to find out whether the shirt you're holding is your size, your gender, your taste, etc. But it's fun...i guess...it was hot out.