Archive for January, 2007
Things To Stop Doing Volume 1: Dear Radio Advertisers
30 January 2007Hey, you fucking radio advertisers. I’m calling you bitches out.
Mmmm: Chicken Curry Rice
28 January 2007Fuck yes. It’s delicious curry making time.
I’m Just In A Good Mood, So Here Is Something Random
25 January 2007
Interview GET!
24 January 2007I’ve moved onto the interview phase for JET.
I’m pretty fucking pumped.
I’m Not Passing On The Savings
24 January 2007I got an email notifying me about a comment on one of my posts, as I should, and when I went to approve it, I see thirty-three spam messages.
I had no idea I was so popular.
I’m going to go get some Viagra on the cheap now. Be on the lookout for awesome priapisms.
The Times They Are A Changing
21 January 2007Hopped into my car this morning and on the radio station was Tom Petty’s You Don’t Know How It Feels.
I remember watching some sort of music television when this song debuted and the one set of lyrics went
Let’s get to the point
Let’s roll another tnioj
Now, obviously it’s joint, but we can’t have children in 1994 knowing what those filthy things are.
Though, I do remember doing some detective work with my father on the subject. We actually recorded it, then played it backwards to see if they really went through the effort of reversing the word instead of just bleeping it out, and no shit that’s what they did.
I’ve always thought of this as a really odd form of censorship and that’s what made it stick in my mind. Now, I have no idea what they did for the radio cut back in ‘94, but today when I heard the song it was censorship free.
And that made me smile.
Goddamnit
16 January 2007
Stupid Tasty Skin…
8 January 2007It’s difficult for me to finish an apple.
The beginning of it is great. Biting into that crisp, juicy apple is nearly euphoric, yet once I get to a point where the apple is skinless, I’m left with a mound of repulsive, slowly browning apple-flesh, and it’s just not the same as that fine fruit I was chomping on minutes prior. What happens?
On a similar note, ever notice how the first few chips, especially in a bag of Doritos, almost have this “airy” non-existance taste to them? As if the chips themselves are mere follies, tempting you with a slight tinge of flavor which will explode once you reach the end of the bag.
I’ve tried shaking the bag to get the chips and potential dropped flavor particles moved around, but I’m come up with naught but damaged goods. A true shame, but it seems the full potential of flavor yet awaits me.