Damn all video drivers! Damn them to hell!

Yesterday morning, before London's problems monopolized all "news" coverage, I actually heard a news blurb that "movie star" Zsa Zsa Gabor had a heart attack.

Movie star? I went to grad school, but that doesn't make me a "reknown scholar."

Holy crap.

It occurred to me today that now that I've snagged a girl and married her I can cease to worry about my appearance. By year's end I plan to have gained back 30 pounds, stop shaving even intermitantly, and maybe go bald and just relax.

I'm going to eat a bag of potato chips every hour on the hour for the rest of my life. Woo Hoo!

Do girls really just want to have fun?
I thought that, sometimes, they want dirty, rough sex...

This morning, while trying to drown out the muzak we've taken to playing at work with my own burned collection, the Monkee's "Daydream Beliver" and Limp Bizkit's "Break Something" came into perfect synch for a moment. It was a magical instant where yin and yang blended into a perfect whole and all was well.

Saw a vampire movie this last weekend and it spawned a period of weighing the relative merits of such movies and finally settled on the topic of the greatest vampire hunters in cinematic history. Hmmmm ( Read more... )

You know, I never thought I'd say this, but ( Read more... )

This is probably an easy match for those familiar with the right genre, but I'm having a hard time connecting Willie Nelson and Chuck Norris (without cheating, that is, any fucker can cheat).
They probably have done a movie together at some time.
If not, they should have.

Louis, if you're reading... send help!

Why must the Man keep me down?

So......
.....tired....

Why, God?

Why?