So, last night I had a dream that I was discussing The Red Krayola with someone, with only good things to say..

So, I walked in to a bar tonight and "Nous Sommes Du Soleil" was playing, but it was already halfway through so I guess I missed my chance...

So that was weird. I didn't go to McDonalds, I didn't lose my Facebook, I gained a extra month, and I learned the truth about Nixon. I guess funny things can happen over Irish whiskey...

Said I want you to stay...

For whatever reason I guess I have to go to McDonalds in a little while, always trying new things? I guess I lost my Facebook, for whatever reason I guess it might be a good thing, like going to McDonalds. I guess sometimes you have to throw caution to the wind and do whatever feels right, even if it feels wrong...

Baseball, to me, ultimately comes down to the basic battle between the base and the ball. The only goal being to throw that ball to your base. Only opposing force being a base with a ball. The rest is a reaction.

Take some time..

In retrospect, I feel nostalgic...

Is it safe to hit a propane tank with bouncy balls?

I hope so because I was doing it today and it was pretty fun. Maybe someday they will make a ceramic propane tank, or at least a bird house...

The President: Do you think it's fate or do you think it's just weird?
Me: I think it's fate.
The President: Yea, it's just weird.


-Were they even listening to me?
-I, er uh, don't think so...

- "So, Governor Moulton, what are your dislikes?"
- "People who whistle in public restrooms."


So, last night I went to go see House and it blew my fucking mind. Throughout the the movie I was unsure if I should laugh, cry, or ask the girl sitting in front of me to marry me. I've been trying to describe it to myself ever since it finished and the best I can up with is some odd sort of mix between "Arrested Development" and "Tim & Eric", with a cinematic sense of Natural Born Killers on Yellow Submarine, along with Japanese schoolgirls. This movie was just relentless, I mean at least Buffalo '66 has the "Moonchild" scene to bring it back to Earth. The only real problem with this movie is trying to read white subtitles on a white dress, but other than that I wholly recommend this movie to the three people who might read this.

PS- There was also an awesome Schlitz commercial in the previews...

"Can I give you a penny...with my number on it?"

So, last night we found a secret Denny's that actually has beer...




- I put it in my wrong pocket.
- Don't you mean right pocket?
- No, I mean left pocket!

"How do you get a body for a ghost?"
"That's the problem!"



So, I went to go see Buffalo '66 last night and it was extremely entertaining. It played much differently then the first time I saw it, for a variety of reasons, but it was arguably more impressive the second time around. The real shame was, however, that they tried to follow it up with another movie, Star 80. This movie was really good too, but following 110 minutes of, dare I say, cinematic brilliance, it seemed a bit like an afterthought...

The waitress gave me crabs...

So, my birthday might not have been anything to brag about, but it was still pretty fun. It started in the morning, as these thing often do, with a quaint little jog. After that was out of my system, I went to make my first alcoholic purchases. Both cashiers drew attention that it was my birthday and at Albertson's it even said Happy Birthday on the screen. awwwwwww. After we went to BevMo and the big WholeFoods in Pasadena. Both of these store were very overwhelming, much like my first time at Amoeba, but I should be able to handle it next time. After a short trip to Guitar Center and a brief retelling of Charlie and the Chocolate Factory I went home and opened the rest of my presents and waited for the evening. For dinner we went to Joe's Crab Shack and it was pretty cool. I got three drinks and one of them came with a toy shark. However, it soon turned for the worst when I was forced to parade around the restaurant wearing who knows what with people singing to me. But after I got home we shared a nice family shot of rum and Corey and Mark came over to round out the evening with some television and picture taking. Like I said, it might not have been the most eventful, but I accomplished much of what should be accomplished on a 21st birthday.

I think I could probably break a skinhead...

So, today was pretty cool. I discovered and fell in love with the lamest song in the history of calame-ity. I also got some starter supplies for my new career as a hipster, I just haven't figured out what kind of cigarettes to get. I don't know if the rain will let me do anything tonight, but at least I have some white tequila that seems to fit me nicely. As for my last day I will probably do something pointless and time consuming, like go to the beach...

So, I got stung by a bee today like right behind my ear. I mean, seriously, what kind of bee stings you right behind your ear. I can't get no respect either. I mean earlier today I was walking around and some guy was handing out respect and when I went up to him he said:
"Sorry, we're all sold out." and I said
"What do mean all sold out? you're not even selling it. And who's this 'we'? I don't see anyone else handing out respect."
"Oh yea! Well, the economy."


'Nuf said...

tap it and see..

So, last week was pretty cool. I invented a game, went to Amoeba, and got a temporary tattoo. As for next week I'll probably pretend I'm Vincent Gallo one last time before it becomes ironic.

"The following tale of alien encounters is true. And by true, I mean false. It's all lies. But they're entertaining lies. And in the end, isn't that the real truth? The answer is: No."

So, I bought my first lottery scratcher tonight and I won two dollars!! Gamblers Anonymous here I come...

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