I think knowing me really changed those girl's lives... (Is it weird to recognize that the hottest chick has the best equations?)
DAMN EMBEDDED PICTURE WON'T ALWAYS SHOW UP. SEE IT HERE.
It won't be long now before Notorious, Stos, the mystery person and I storm the beaches a Greece. I don't really know what to say about this because I don't really know what the trip will entail, though with Notorious there, we're almost guaranteed to find ourselves in an alcohol-fueled Fight-or-Flight scenario with some A-holes from a UN-friendly country.
I think Mr. T should have used the phrase "drag you down Ass Kick Ave." In this Snickers commercial but whatev, it's still cool.
I've been reading this magazine online called Nerve. What originally caught my internet-groping eyes was a semi-regularly published feature called I DID IT FOR SCIENCE, which as most of you know if my justification for all the illegal, immoral and irrelevant things I've done in my life, not to mention some of the legitimate stuff. It certainly won't be for all of you but articles about (allegedly) normal people trying things like female ejaculation and a Devil's Threesome are what I call good reading.
There's also a pretty intriguing selection of personal essays that goes back a good 10 years.
Found at Nerve.com
Speaking of science, I figured on a boring Friday night there was only one place to go if i wanted to see some totally slay-able book nerds: The Harry P. book drop party. Homeboy Goddard was in the market for a book and I was in the market to nerd watch. We both left disappointed.
the scene. We estimated 2000 cars in the lot.
Our hero (not me) waits in line next to middle school brigade.
This ticket turned out to be worth jack
I was disappointed no one peed when these appeared.
In completely unrelated news, imagine a weapon you could drop over a field of say, 50 or so hard mobile military targets, like a cluster of tanks and armored personal carriers. Now imagine this one 1000 pound bomb could seek out and kill all of those tanks and what-nots at the same time in one flurry of explosion-ness... Turns out we had it all along and even used it a couple time against the browner peoples. (that thing is scary)
Axe Man came yesterday to take the heads of 10% (25) of my co-workers. All employee meeting was called for 2pm and by 3pm I was watching folks do the unemployment shuffle out the front door.
I don't fear the Axe Man because I have a air-tight plan to take the severance pay (rumor was two weeks, which might as well be zero weeks) and invest it in the lucrative lottery ticket market. They say the Axe Man will be back today to finish his work.
