So no question today. Don't look at me like that, I'm going to do something different for you. Ah, there's the look of excitement and anticipation I'm so used to. OK, so while I'm using this blog to achieve something that would be better suited for a normal website for the simple reason that I'm poor and can't afford any form of web hosting, millions of others are using Blogspot and other similar sites to do something that I find to be an interesting concept: share their thoughts. Really, I'm not sure why I haven't done this before. At one point I thought, "Why would a bunch of people, including quite a few I've never met and never will, want to know what I'm thinking about?" And then it occurred to me. You don't. I could die in 5 minutes from the swine flu and most of you wouldn't know or care. And yet here you are, still reading. And you will keep reading. You are a captive audience. You will read all the way through this paragraph, go through the list below, look up and say, "Cripes, I just read that entire thing! Why did I do that?" Who knows? But you will realize something. You are intrigued. "This guy knows what he's talking about", you'll say. You will bask in the glow of my wit and be marveled by my capacity to express everyday thought through the magic of the internet. Then you will come back on Monday shouting, "Tell me more O wise blog guy. I must know what you thought about today, for my thoughts are few, and the ones I have, well, they're quite boring." But you will be dissapointed, for there will be another question on Monday as I return to my normal duties. You will be sad. Perhaps devastated. But then you'll read the question, be mildly entertained and continue reading my questions in the future so I can get enough visitors to start building ad revenue, get rich, and say a big "screw you" to all you people and never post a thing again. And most of you don't know me, so you'll never find me. And those of you who do, don't worry, I'll give you a cut of the profits to appease you. Then I will purchase a guard zebra.
For those of you still reading, here are my thoughts from the day. Are you ready for this? I don't think you are. But read them anyway:
- Combining fish and fruit seems like a terrible idea (I was proven to be correct on this one.)
- Hootie and the Blowfish is a great band. They make everything better. Including silence. You've never experienced the true joys of silence until you've sat and listened as the dulcet tones of Darius Rucker and his Blowfish play muted in your iTunes.
- I hope I never fall into a cactus. That would suck.
- Are you that guy? You know who I'm talking about. The one who sits at the red light in the right lane with no one in the left lane, not to turn but to go straight. The one who's always in front of me when I want to turn right. Because if you are, I've had it about up to here with you (picture somewhere in the 6' 3" area). All I want is to get home. But I can't because you're in the way. You better hope I retain my sanity and never snap, because if I do you'll be the first one I hunt down so I can go ballistic on your sorry ignorant-to-common-automotive-traffic-courtesy self. Consider this a warning. Just get out the way. And yes, I am aware that I left the 'of' out of that last sentence. I did so to make it seem more ghetto and threatening. So you know I'm serious.
- Seether did the world a friggin' service when they covered George Michael's 1984 hit 'Careless Whisper'. It's a great example of taking a crappy 80's pop song and making it awesome. Compare the two with the links below. But before you do I give you fair warning: I didn't care to listen to the George Michael version, but the 5 seconds of its attached music video that I saw were super lame, somewhat creepy, and quite possibly leading somewhere sketch. Watch at your own risk.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bQtlrBziyzI
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I7imqO-OBVk
- Those guys on Mythbusters are horrible, horrible actors.
- It would suck to be a chicken. Always living in fear for your life as you know that you're one of the tastiest animals on God's green earth. But at the same time you long for the sweet release of death because having to sit around and pass eggs all day absolutely blows. This dilemma would go on until one day it destroyed you mentally and you became that crazy chicken that no one wants to hang out with, not even the other chickens. It would just be a soul-crushing life.
And my final thought for the day:
- Man, it's late. I really don't want to do a question tonight. Hey, I have an idea...
See you Monday.
(What makes you think there's something wrong?)
firecracker under the eyelids would be sweet as long as a camera is running. Otherwise I'd use a corkscrew like the ones you open a bottle of wine with.
i would use forks?! lol
a silver spoon lolz
creepy
A rusty spoon.
fingernails
The top of the Eiffel Tower.
After seeing Rosie O'Donnell sans clothing, I believe I would place my face in the cage of a live, hungry, and angry wolverine.
(*involuntary shudder*)
(*involuntary shudder*)
Yuck.. OK I'll use a fork?
gross
i hope this never happens but i would let a bear do that for me.
I would use a random stranger's middle finger.
ummm....i'd sharpen a pencil really sharp, then skydive into it! :D
lol, reading Oedipus? I would probably.... um.... squirt ketchup on my eyes!!!
(If I were doing this for the same reason Oedipus did, I would probably have to do way more than gouge out my eyes. And I think you need to recheck the definition of 'gouge'.)I Would sneeze without closing my eyes so my eyes would pop outtta my head that way i can sotta see what i am doing then i would cut of the tendons and put the remains in someones soup/sandwich yummmm
What are you...high?
Either a pitchfork or a sheaf...