Charming and preposterous
This pleases, amuses, and touches me more than I can adequately express, so I’ll just point you to it and shut up.
Let me help you
This time of year brings people to my site looking for hillbilly-themed Halloween costumes. I’m touched by this, of course.
Here are some links for you fine folks:
- eHow I particularly love the introductory paragraph.
- Hillbilly costumes and Accessories
- Gives you that great hillbilly look.
You’re welcome.
This won’t be of interest to you unless you care about college football
And maybe more specifically care about Clemson football.
“It crashed not because the players everyone thought were good have turned out not to be good; rather it has fallen apart because these good players have been unable to play well together. Instead of being a good team, they have been a collection of good players incapable of forming a good team.”
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I think this is probably true.
I like Tommy Bowden but I knew he’d be gone this season. I’m optimistic about Dabo Swinney and hope he is able to make something of the rest of the season.
There’s always next year.
Pants
Does anyone else, when they listen to this song, believe in their heart of hearts that what she is really saying is, “I’m standing in the middle of life with my pants behind me.” as I believe in my heart of hearts?
More importantly, will you ever be able to think of it any other way from now on?
Lonely teardrops
jagosaurus: I wish I’d saved the message I got today from T.
trasherati: About what?
jagosaurus: Today is the Halloween thingy here at the office and–
trasherati: That’s today!? And me without candy.
jagosaurus: Anyway. She asked me if I was available to fill in for her and
draw on the kids faces. She can’t do it because she’s got some appointments
or something.
trasherati: …what?
jagosaurus: Well, she was hoping I’d signed up to help and that I could
step in and do this for her since she’d heard my personality was so much
like yours…
trasherati: (while laughing at the thought of jag being left alone in a
room with face paint and small children) Which means I…like to draw on
kids faces?
jagosaurus: Well, you have kids and you’re good with people. …And you
like to draw on kids faces.
trasherati: Yeah, I’m good with grown people. Not kids. Besides my kids, I
mean.
jagosaurus: Bullshit. You’re personable and sociable with everyone.
trasherati: What made her think I’d want to do this? That YOU’D want to do
this?
jagosaurus: What makes her think I wouldn’t show up with a Sharpie?
trasherati: Yeah, you would. I’d just draw a smiley face and tell ‘em to
run along. I don’t have time for whiskers and shit. Maybe I’d give ‘em all
prison tattoos. “I don’t care if you want to be Tigger, you’re getting a
prison tattoo so shut up.”
jagosaurus: I’d probably just draw little black teardrops.
trasherati: Or write “Tito’s Bitch” on their little foreheads or “LOVE” on
one cheek and “HATE” on the other.
jagosaurus: Don’t forget the teardrops.
trasherati: Definitely teardrops. And then we’d shave their heads.
jagosaurus: What about THUG LIFE?
trasherati: We are going to hell.
Shameless other-promotion
I was totally going to point y’all to Carla Rey’s Etsy shop a while back but keep forgetting because I’m smart like that. You can read an interview with her here as well.
She’s awesome. She’s so awesome that I haven’t yet decided what I want from her shop, but YOU are more decisive than me and YOU can quickly and easily decide what you want to buy and then follow through, can’t you? Yes. Yes, you can. Who’s a good reader? That’s right. You are!
Now scoot.
So if I drank coffee, I might not hate people as much as I do?
“Volunteers who held a warm cup of coffee in their hands were more likely to rate other people as warm, generous, and sociable, a new study has found, in contrast to those subjects who cradled a cup of ice coffee. In a second experiment, people who held a heating pad were more likely to give a small reward to a friend than keep it for themselves, in contrast to those who held an icepack.”
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I don’t like coffee.
