collegehumor: Business Stilts: Reach new highs, the lowest way possible. So many awesome UCBers in this video!
Hawksley Workman - Stop Joking Around I’m...
So he gives me the breathalyzer and I blew a 0.0. Can you believe that? A zero?...– Mom, recalling the story of being the first person in history to argue that she should be drunker at a DUI check point. (via cockenblog) Can your mom come to NY to just hang out sometime?
Time to forgive Vick is here →
This mirrors my opinion of Michael Vick. He was, by all accounts, a pretty unlikable guy. He got busted for some pretty terrible crimes, went to prison, filed for bankruptcy. Now he’s out, working to make up for his wrongs, and finally getting his life in order. What would you want him to do otherwise?
Trent Lott Addressing the Log Cabin Republicans
We know what you’re doing, in them cabins, with all them logs. - Jeffery McDaniel I ordered two of his books I didn’t have, and I laughed out loud reading this one at work. So good.
My Chemical Romance - Bulletproof Heart The third...
Drinking a Beer in Bed with the Lights Off...
I think I’ve failed at life so hard that I’ve wrapped around to victory. I’ll take it.
thedailywhat: This Is Funny, You Should Watch It of the Day: Despite the fact that it’s still being scripted, the folks at Funny or Die somehow managed to get their hands on an exclusive sneak peek at the upcoming Ghostbusters threequel. It’s clearly a rough cut, but I hope they don’t change a thing. [fod.] Hey look it’s the best thing ever.
The Biology of Numbers
Once I dated a woman I only liked 43%. So I only listened to 43% of what she said. Only told the truth 43% of the time. And only kissed with 43% of my lips. Some say you can’t quantify desire, attaching a number to passion isn’t right, that the human heart doesn’t work like that. But for me it does-I walk down the street and numbers appear on the foreheads of the people I...
Yesterday, in my heavy-handed attempt to write something interesting about dreams, I used the line, “Dreams that coat the roof of your mind with peanut butter that you spend the rest of the day trying to lick off. “ I’m kind of proud of that metaphor. I really like it. It both sounds cool and translates a very specific physical experience to an emotional experience. What...
In Depth with Jonah Goldberg →
Who wants to watch a 3 hour C-Span clip of a sit-down discussion with author and columnist Jonah Goldberg? Meeeeeeee!
I don’t dream. That statement might be false on a biological level and on a metaphysical level, but on a practical level, it’s true. I don’t dream. I remember maybe one dream per month, if I’m lucky. It just doesn’t happen for me. I lay in bed at night, thinking about something or other and; the world cuts to black. Then I’m listening to John Mayer or some...
thedailywhat: Movie Trailer of the Day: First official trailer for Ivan Reitman’s first film since 2006’s rather-dreadful My Super Ex-Girlfriend, the revamped romantic comedy No Strings Attached (formerly known as No Strings). The film, which stars Natalie Portman and Ashton Kutcher, is currently set for release January 21. [moviefone.] I need to find a girl who wants to see this movie so I...
nshortbread: Palin 2012! →
shortbreadhi: If you think a Palin White House would be fun, you’re living on a unicorn ranch in a fantasy land. Never let it be said I don’t appreciate a good burn. Nice.
Certainly we can and should back sensible center-right candidates in bluer states, but I see no point in backing someone who supports cap-and-tax, Obamacare, bailouts, taxes, and more useless stimulus packages. If you think such a candidate will be with us when it comes time to vote down an Obama Supreme Court nominee, you’re living on a unicorn ranch in fantasy land. - Sarah Palin, in a...
Failed Mr. Boehner. You lost. You blew it… . I would think the “will...– - Keith Olbermann Laffin’ more.
Down to 93! Let’s keep this party going!
It's Election Night!
For inexplicable reasons, I have 94 followers. Let me lose some by posting some Republican propaganda! This is in stark contrast to election night ‘08 when I got blackout drunk and sent a bunch of Facebook messages I don’t remember. Apologies to anyone offended by my small government giddiness.