No Cliffs Notes this time

I finished One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest the other day. Believe me when I say it's much more enjoyable when you don't have a test in three hours.

Now I feel like I should watch the movie. I heard it's one of Jack's best.

Margarita Wednesday.

Frozen alcoholic beverage, anyone?

(guess what I'm doing tonight)

Monday night

Am I a dick because I won't let my son win at Candyland?

I saw a werewolf drinking a pina colada at Trader Vic's.
And his hair was perfect.

Self control

The copy machine repair guy just took off his sweatshirt and I had such a hard time keeping myself from saying

bow-chicka-bow-bow.

I didn't wash my hair all weekend.

So I have this shampoo that has all the instructions written in six different languages. I think that's pretty pretentious for a shampoo. I'm used to seeing two, maybe three, but do I really need to see "lather, rinse, repeat if desired" written in six different languages? I mean, they don't really expect me to believe that they use the same bottle in six different countries. Because I'll tell you, if I'm in Italy and I see my language is the third one down, I'm not going to be happy.

I'll be honest though, the word "farbpflege" makes me giggle every morning.

Pop Rocks on a frog king

Remember like six years ago when I was promised some art from YoJ? Way back when there was a YoJ?
I finally got it, a painting called Pop Rocks. I put it up on my favorite shelf to admire all day long.

"Balls, balls, said the Queen. If I had two I'd be the King"

No reason at all for that.
Happy Tuesday.

Pressing issues.

Cadbury creme eggs.
We either love or hate them.
Tell me how you feel.

wish, dish, swish

If I found a genie I'd wish for health, intelligence, and wealth. Then I'd think it would be cool to wish for something else that rhymed, and maybe wish for stealth just to make them the same.


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Just wondering

Does anyone know how much heroin costs?

What decade is this

I finally looked into the 90's music playlist that showed up randomly on my iPod. (Does everyone have this, I wonder?) Amazingly enough, it had all the 90's music from my iPod on it. I know, weird, huh?

Anyway, it started me thinking. There's 90's music, there's 80's music, there's 70's, 60's, 50's, all the way down to the 20's. Do the Charlston, I dare you.

But what do we call this decade? What will they say in the year 2025 for the music of this decade? All the indie rock, the sound of the times, what will we say? The music of the tens?

I don't think so.

P.S.
I usually try to match my song to my post but Ana Ng came on while I was typing this and I just felt like sharing.

I still hate Sundays

I looked and looked but I could not find a single song sung blue growing in my garden. Neil Diamond is a god damned liar.

Doesn't anyone do HNT anymore?