Showing posts with label analagous situations. Show all posts
Showing posts with label analagous situations. Show all posts

Friday, August 29, 2008

Fuck Y'all (the Comic): Going off to College

You will almost certainly have to click on it to read it.




Anyway, talk to you later.

Tuesday, November 6, 2007

My Drivers License Expires Today

That is okay though, because I have a valid passport and I haven't got a car. While some might envision me spending this day reveling in a warm oily ethanol embrace, the truth is much easier to imagine and much less likely to result in projectile vomit or the display of enthusiasm or candidness. I will open a package or two, I will hopefully cash a check. Instead of having people sing a terribly annoying song to me I'd much prefer to simply listen to this on repeat all day while trying to pick apart pieces of it to which I can relate. It's relevance is found primarily in its disputed title, but today I'm calling it "The Birthday Song."


And as always, happy birthday to my long-lost twin in Georgia.

[UPDATE]

Now, it would appear, I have everything I need.



[UPDATE cont'd]

That cigar was So Good. Also I now have an electric blanket, which means that my bed can now feel (in the best possible way) as though somebody has been sleeping in it for hours when I climb into it at night. Oh, and the guy at the liquor store didn't card me.

Sunday, October 14, 2007

What is the Weather doing Right Now #5

Things have changed - October is now settled in fully, and with it comes its signature sense of trouble. The weather of late has adjusted itself accordingly: after what seemed like an entire week of half-hearted rain things have cleared slightly, though the temperature remains subdued. It is currently 53 degrees, cloudy, and quiet.
It's a strange time of year I guess.

Thursday, August 9, 2007

What Came in the Mail Today?

Here is what came in the mail today:






Looks like it's time for me to put up posters for John Vanderslice's fall '07 tour. I remember the last time this happened, life was pretty good. Although they didn't give me as many posters this time - only 8. I guess they do not trust me to do a very good job, which is entirely reasonable. Maybe if I pretend to put them all up they'll send me more? More on this and typewriters in the future.