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Rome: Total War is so fun that it proves just why you can’t spell slaughter without laughter. Haven’t been doing much else lately. And it’s glorious. I do, however, need to get off my ass to do some stuff.
New Years Eve was interesting. In quick summation: Dinner with the family. Rachael’s party. Me saying, “Fifty seconds to midnight” with nobody believing me. At 12:02, they finally realized they missed it. That’s what we get for leaving it up to the Spanish channel to announce New Years. There was such fun as a guy turning into a human fountain of red vomit all over himself and Rachael’s futon, Sapphic makings-out between Mel and Jordan, then drunk guy started trying to make out with Mel and her husband Bobby almost had to choke a bitch, the drunk guy tried to drive away, half naked chicks, then one of the half naked chicks vomiting in Rachael’s sink, a fully naked and completely inebriated Rachael confessing her love to Casey (the order doesn't matter), and a traditional “Boys on the Docks” sing-a-long sometime before all of that. However, there was no Bryce, no Caleb, no Ben Baab, no Jenny, and no Mikki. It was heartbreaking not to have them around. Later, I went to a small after-party for a little while. Then I went and watched part of Return of the Living Dead 5 with Caleb until he passed out and I decided I needed to go home and go to sleep, too.
Oh, and I am shocked to find out that my second greatest invention - the electric toilet brush - is now on the consumer market. That was my million dollar idea for the stupid American consumer to buy thinking it will save them time, energy, and work better than their own arm when it wouldn’t. I still have my other ideas. I have an idea for a seven bladed razor, because you also need dermabrasion while getting the closest shave possible. And we can always outfit a toilet brush with a bigger motor, a better battery, and a more abrasive scrubbing pad that spins. Now, all I need is to order that Inventech kit from TV...
New Years Eve was interesting. In quick summation: Dinner with the family. Rachael’s party. Me saying, “Fifty seconds to midnight” with nobody believing me. At 12:02, they finally realized they missed it. That’s what we get for leaving it up to the Spanish channel to announce New Years. There was such fun as a guy turning into a human fountain of red vomit all over himself and Rachael’s futon, Sapphic makings-out between Mel and Jordan, then drunk guy started trying to make out with Mel and her husband Bobby almost had to choke a bitch, the drunk guy tried to drive away, half naked chicks, then one of the half naked chicks vomiting in Rachael’s sink, a fully naked and completely inebriated Rachael confessing her love to Casey (the order doesn't matter), and a traditional “Boys on the Docks” sing-a-long sometime before all of that. However, there was no Bryce, no Caleb, no Ben Baab, no Jenny, and no Mikki. It was heartbreaking not to have them around. Later, I went to a small after-party for a little while. Then I went and watched part of Return of the Living Dead 5 with Caleb until he passed out and I decided I needed to go home and go to sleep, too.
Oh, and I am shocked to find out that my second greatest invention - the electric toilet brush - is now on the consumer market. That was my million dollar idea for the stupid American consumer to buy thinking it will save them time, energy, and work better than their own arm when it wouldn’t. I still have my other ideas. I have an idea for a seven bladed razor, because you also need dermabrasion while getting the closest shave possible. And we can always outfit a toilet brush with a bigger motor, a better battery, and a more abrasive scrubbing pad that spins. Now, all I need is to order that Inventech kit from TV...