I love the Olympics so, so much. It's a legacy from my late grandfather (which falls among things such as my forehead and the Christmas bottle of Benedictine - to say nothing of stamp collecting), who used to donate $20 to the US Olympic team annually. In return, he got postcards or stickers. The highlight of this collection is the bumper sticker ( Read more... )

What happened at Penn State is terrible, there's no doubt about that.

Yet all I can think is "Fuck yeah, Wisconsin just won the Leaders division next year and possibly beyond." Also, a five-year TV ban for PSU would be terrible; the "death penalty" would be insane. Finally, the kids on the team had better be able to transfer and play immediately ( ( Read more... )

Remember that time I discussed the joys of my Roo Cup?

It just got better.

I went into the local station today to get my usual delicious orange and cream Icee, only to find that they'd added a new flavor - Strawberry Watermelon. And it's tasty. A cup of half-strawberry melon/half-orange fulfills every childhood Bubblicious fantasy I didn't know I ( Read more... )

In the grandest Fourth of July tradition of all, I broiled a burger, put on an Arashi concert, and drank white chocolate martinis this evening. Now I'm going to play the Borderlands DLC, because the end of the main game was almost as anticlimactic as ME3.

Good times, good times.

Today, the temperature is supposed to break the newly created record of 105 with a fair bit of humidity on top. It is clearly a good idea to stay indoors, which I planned to do.

Except I ran out of feminine supplies, which I pretty desperately need right now.

Fuck.

There's a regional gas station chain called Kangaroo Express. Some of you may be familiar with it; they're often attached to BP stations (or places that look like they may have been BP in a previous life). It's a pretty standard gas station, except in the summer ( Read more... )

And the problem is not that I play it far too much. Which I do. I'm just not calling that a problem. It's more... something to do instead of packing ( Read more... )

When I backdate something, how about not displaying it today?

LOL.

Sorry to anyone who had to see what should have been a perfume sale organizing post. And yes, moving is ridiculous and stupid. Also, why do I have so much shit?!

The whole damn thing, no less. And yes, I am thrilled that Donald won, though I'm ultimately not surprised (except at how much he didn't actually suck).

Perhaps more impressive, however, is this:


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Apparently Michael Shanks is going to have some show on NBC this summer. I hadn't watched last week's "Awake" until tonight, and I let the commercials run while getting another drink. I was in the kitchen when I heard good ole Daniel's voice again - damn near flipped my shit.

I guess I'm just glad he has work.