Oprah just made her latest pick for her book club, and apparently she's insane. Well, we always knew she was insane, so maybe now she's senile. The pick is--get this--a three book boxed set of none other than William Faulkner.

The set includes The Sound and the Fury, As I Lay Dying, and Light in August. I'm not familiar with the last one, but ( Read more... )

It's gradually becoming a habit of mine to walk around without a shirt on. It's too hot, shirts are just holding me back. It's not like being shirtless is a whole lot more comfortable, but it's a different kind of comfortable that I'm going to try and work with ( Read more... )

I woke up this morning with the entire theme song to Oklahoma playing in my head. It was really an enjoyable way to wake up. Then, less than five minutes later, I forgot every word except for the part at the end where they spell Oklahoma. Now I only barely remember that. I think this is proof that my mind is a perpetual speeding train wreck ( Read more... )

I did dishes today. When I turned one of the cups over, something alive came out. It looked like a tadpole. It is now dead.

From an entry entitled "Bob Gnarly" about a few cokeheads Mike found hanging out on his roof one morning, one of whom was a professional skateboarder named Bob Gnarly:
"Bob Gnarly's parting words to me: 'Dude, I'm gonna tell something that's gonna blow your mind, I mean you're gonna roll in your grave. The Get Up Kids broke up! And you know the one ( Read more... )

I finished this guy about a week ago, but I wasn't here a week ago.

( One Hundred Years of Solitude by Gabriel Garcia Marquez )

A lot of stuff happened, but who cares about stuff. There was, however, one incredibly significant event. And it begins on a Tuesday far, far away ( Read more... )

Final Destination is on TV right now, and it reminds me of this one time that I rented it with a bunch of people. It was pretty clear from the start that this was a really bad movie, so I started making fun of it. Everybody was laughing, we were having a great time ridiculing this trainwreck of a film. The whole time I was watching it, I became ( Read more... )

Because I know all of you love to read insane novellas written by 7-year-olds, I submit The Crippled Detectives, or The War of the Red Romer to your tastes. I said novella, but it's only 23 pages in Word (I copy/pasted so I can print it out and give it to peope...thank you, public domain). I have not yet read all of it, but what I have read ( Read more... )

For everyone who cares: I will be back in Minneapolis starting MONDAY. I'll probably stay about a WEEK. We should hang out SOMETIME. Let me KNOW. We'll make PLANS. I'm captializing the last word of every SENTENCE.