As seen on a minivan full of kids.
Best license plate ever.

I'm so glad a light has finally been shone on this most painful of subjects: Gingerism ( Read more... )

In terms of sex appeal, I would have to say DeLois Price from Carl Hogan just out-foxys Columbus Nissan's Wendy. On the other hand, if they both jumped in front of my car at the same time, and I could only swerve just enough to avoid one of them, I think Wendy would be the one spared. I'd be willing to bet suicide pacts between shallow blonde ( Read more... )

A woman receives a gift with a Best Buy tag on it, and remarks how perfect it is and how it's exactly what she wanted, but without even opening it! At first viewing, you would assume this is the punchline; that just because it's from Best Buy, it is perfect no matter what it is. But the commercial completely ignores this, and devolves into some ( Read more... )

After an exacting morning of sleeping through all my classes, I arise with a gnawing hunger tearing away at my life force. My ravished state knows only one all-consuming objective: a veggie quesadilla ( Read more... )

I've developed a healthy appetite for pens lately. Given a moment of pensive idleness, I will typically snap back into focus to find myself gnawing away at the nearest available ball point. While this could be the result of some Freudian oral fixation, I believe my habit developed through mocking people with the same affliction. Having tired of ( Read more... )

There is a growing concern of waking up for class tomorrow, but this is heavily negated by what is going on outside my window. I would probably shy from asking for anyone's notes if I do decide to sleep in, as I am virtually alone in the front row of my class. I say "virtually" because my row's population does indeed include two bookends and some ( Read more... )

Through some fluke of judgment, I miscalculated (gorged myself silly on) my weekend food supply, leaving me unexpectedly one meal short of glory. The timing of this realization was quite disastrous, as I had just taken in hours worth of tennis and cricket matches, and was famished ( Read more... )

The next Turtles movie is computer generated. This is a terrible occurrence, as my fond memories of the classic live action flicks flood me with nostalgia. My fifth birthday had a tmnt theme, and I got a bike that year. A fucking bike ( Read more... )

In lieu of studying for one of my twelve [4] mid-terms this week, eating, progressing through resident evil 4, or anything productive of the sort, I've decided to yet again disgorge my semi-coherent thoughts and wandering, overlong sentences upon this near abandoned and malnourished medium. This is due in part to the headphones chaining me to the ( Read more... )