I don't know what the word for rolling an R is. R-roll works, I guess, but Rickroll immediately springs to mind, which is terrible. Here we go ( Read more... )

I got back from California three days ago, and by now I feel like anything I had brewing in my head from the trip that I would document here has already more or less settled in my head. Somehow I'm still exhausted from the trip despite sleeping for 11 hours the night I got back. I had a good time and came back with the self-mandate to eliminate ( Read more... )

Did you hear this shit? This shit going down with Georgia and Russia? Because I haven't. I've read about it, but the Olympics have a fucking stranglehold on the news so instead of international conflict we get... reporters flirting with gymnasts? Michael Phelp's body proportions broken down? With so much in the dark on the conflict and a lot ( Read more... )

I woke up exhausted after going to sleep at 3am, because I put clothes in the washer around 6pm and completely forgot to move them to the dryer until about midnight. When I hiked back to the laundry room around 1:15, I was surprised to find that one of the dryers doesn't actually dry clothes, despite not having any kind of label letting people ( Read more... )

I know I'm not alone here, and I wonder if everyone accepts this and I just look out of touch to even say it, but I'm convinced that Back to the Future was conceived purely based on the idea that "30 years ago nobody would believe Ronald Reagan would be our president ( Read more... )

Is it the most depressing song I've heard? Probably not, but I find it impossible to listen to Ben Folds' "Fred Jones Part 2" without getting majorly bummed out and wanting to listen to it over and over again. Maybe it's cathartic. Who knows. Songs like this are the reason I like Ben Folds. His lyrics have such strong imagery, and songs like ( Read more... )

I've reached the level of apathy where I have zero prioritization on things I plan to do, yet a fairly reliable prioritization of things I want to avoid doing. Having finals to study for and a research paper due has given me all the inspiration I need to crank out some comic ideas I've been putting off until now. I feel like Andrew Jackson had ( Read more... )

Here it is: My most soul-crushing fear is appearing foolish. I mean, I don't mind dancing if I'm drunk, or saying something stupid for a laugh, but revealing my inner desires and being laughed at for them... I just shrink away from the idea. Being overly enthusiastic about shit that just doesn't make any sense to other people, or is a full-blown ( Read more... )

A term that I hate is "baby steps". Logically, they're a great method to getting things done, but they make me feel like a stupid baby. My typically-dormant machismo doesn't want to concede that I need to make things easier on myself to succeed. Oh yeah, so I'm chronically incapable of keeping a schedule? So what, I should get an organizer to ( Read more... )

Okay, so, about the Office. It's not an awful show. It's just an awful show the second time you see it. It's not something exclusive to the Office, and I can't put my finger on it, but something about the show is only funny the first time ( Read more... )