I just got a Myspace friend request message from Thom Yorke. Yes, that Thom Yorke. The Thom Yorke of Radiohead fame.

I don't get it. Usually when I get friend a request from a band, it's usually some random band with a name like ShitEaters--sorry, The ShitEaters, or something equally silly, like Matchbox20--that is the house band at some podunk ( Read more... )

Every single time I go into Costco, the makeshift food court is packed. Babies are sitting in their strollers, parents nowhere to be seen. Unattended carts packed with 10 gallons of catsup, 15 4lb cans of Similac, and mountains of Juicy Juice boxes are strewn this way and that, like their owners suddenly realized that, "Holy shit, I can save time ( Read more... )

Just a quick post before heading to a wedding ceremony for people I don't know.

I was putting on my only pair of dress pants I own a few minutes, only to discover that hitching the two interlocking clasps together was nigh near impossible. So, instead of trying to fix the problem, I'm just going to leave 'em unclasped. Let's hope the zipper stays up ( Read more... )

Apparently, the "in" thing to do on a Friday night is to sit at home by yourself, drink beer, and watch Fellowship O' The Ring in HD. At least that's what I'm doing. so by default, it has to be cool, right?

I have a Goose Island IPA resting on the couch's center console to my left, a warm, humming, porn-infected computer resting securely on my ( Read more... )

A few days ago I decided to do a lower body workout. Let me back up for a second and say that my exercise of choice is weight lifting. I don't lift weights to get huge muscley arms, nor do I lift to get stronger. I lift because it's the last activity I can do that burns away all the beer, and that I don't hate ( Read more... )

Hello, all. Welcome back ( Read more... )

Forgive me father, it's been over two weeks since my last blogfession.And dad? Can you tell mom to get off my back for not calling? Just because I don't return her calls doesn't mean I've died a horrible drunken death(but it does sound rather romantic, huh?), it just means I know she'll ask me to clean her computer mouse for her again, and it's ( Read more... )

Last night on the way to my soccer game, I got a call from my mom. She told that there had been a process server at her place earlier in the day, looking for me. You know, serving me papers because I'm such a huge deadbeat dad/criminal/harmer of other people's property. I knew immediately why they were there, though. (But let's not talk about why ( Read more... )

Hi there.

Can any of you lawyers out there provide me with some advice? It seems that somebody is trying to serve me papers(they tried to serve them to my parent's place, where I haven't lived for 13 years) from a 4 year-old accident, and I have no idea what I'm supposed to do next. There's no way I'm paying this ass for his "great emotional stress ( Read more... )

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