Yup, so I’m at work and pretty fuckin bored…yes, I’ve already watched all the youtube I can handle in one day (check this out: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S4Red6g9MS0 - you most definately won’t be disappointed – its a pretty balls-ass video)
I’m thinkin bout taking a dump in my office and hiding it somewhere – I’m that bored. Maybe I’ll go buy a Perfect Strangers DVD and watch several seasons. I kinda wish I was hungry but I’m not (breakfast tacos go a long way). I’ve already taken two dumps so thats out of the picture as well. Black Sabbath anyone??? well, don’t mind if I do. The Wizard is pretty balls-ass.
Yup, still kinda bored…I put my shoes on the wrong feet and even that wasn’t as exciting as it usually is. Maybe if I smoke another cigarette, I’l be able to poopy. That would be balls-ass.
So, two cigarettes later…no poopy…NOT balls-ass. But War Pigs is on so thats pretty balls-ass.
Maybe I should lobby for the office to get a pet. Perhaps a hampster in a hampster ball. Or maybe a donkey in a donkey ball. That would be double balls-ass.
Last night at a show At Austin, a man approached Joel and commented on his bears hat. As the man proceeded to walk away I yelled at him, “Don’t encourage him.” After a few seconds of Awkwardness and him approaching me. I stated how I was a colts fan and from Indiana. This is where the situation becomes quite funny and fucking stupid at the same time. The man, which I think needs a name. How about Cock Sucker! Cock Sucker looks at me after insulting Indiana and says. I would rather have Orton or Grossman than that retard of a quarterback that you have. You could here a pin drop! First off you don’t insult Indiana and then give praise to half ass quarterbacks that quite frankly will be remembered for have awful they were than for any good that they have done. Well with one exception. I think Grossman could have easily recieved the Super Bowl MVP for the colts! Secondly after insulting Indiana does Cock Sucker not realize that ole REx is from Indiana, and Orton went to Purdue which is in Indiana. Dumb mother fuckers should not talk! As a result of this situiation I came home kicked my dog and went to bed.
Any gramatical errors I blame on my High School english education.
Well, as you know we’ve moved deep into the heart of University of Texas football country. The Longhorns are one of the best teams in the land with a record of 10-1. However, they are currently being upstaged by the pigskin powerhouse of Ball State University. I just watched BSU defeat Central Michigan to become 11-0. Undefeated with just one game remaining in the season.
This is in fact astonishing to a BSU alumni such as myself. At this time last year the Cardinals had six wins and five losses, and we were shocked by a winning record since it was our first in who knows how long. We sort of got used to losing season after losing season. That appears to have changed of late. Go Cardinals!
Dave went into a cleaning trance today. The type that is indescribable and really must be seen to be believed. Maybe it is the fumes of the various bleaches and disinfectants that take hold of him and send him into his anti-bacterial stupor, but no germ within a 20-foot radius can divide and multiply in peace when he is on his cleaning warpath. Anyways, in the process he discovered this picture:
Doc
This is Dave’s dog from back in the Hoosier state. His name is Doc and in this picture he is 2-3 months old. There is nothing more to say, except that Doc never liked me when I went to visit Dave and I was pretty much terrified of him. It is hard for me to believe he was once so sweet and adorable. Thanks for the pic Dave. And for cleaning the apartment. It looks and smells very tidy.
It’s true. I mean c’mon, Roy Schneider is fighting a giant shark gladiator-style from the mast of a sinking ship. spoiler alert: this movie is about a shark.
The RobotHouse watched JAWS last night and though it was the 3,112 time that I’ve seen it, it still managed to be awesome. Marcus had only seen it in snippets on cable and as a result had been deprived of the full experience, so Joel and I took it upon ourselves to cure him of this deficiency. Joel put down the Great Waldo Search, went to retrieve the 30th Anniversary DVD, lowered the light level of the room and commenced watching.
It has come to the Robot House’s attention that Sir Lewton of Newcastle has never seen JAWS. I was a bit flabergasted and even a bit pissed off by this revelation. But then I thought that this would be a great oppurtunity to observe Marcus’ initial reactions to an awesome film. I look foreward to seeing his giddy reactions to the hard-nosed Quint, noble-hearted Brody, and Jewish Hooper. Bottoms Up!
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I got a foot long roast beef on wheat featuring the following toppings: lettuce, tomatoes, onions, banana peppers, pepperjack cheese, and Subway’s Southwest Chipotle sauce. Its my spin on their specialty sandwich from a few years ago (if you recall) called the Southwest Steak and Cheese.
I have decided against buying the Bone Thugs CD for reasons I would prefer not to discuss on this public forum.
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I am thinking about getting a Bone Thugs CD
Also: Josh and I are going to Subway and I haven’t yet decided on what to get…will keep you posted
The Know More Robots website is nearing completion. I have been working on it for nearly 14 hours straight and am happy to say that I have made substantial headway. I will make sure to post again when the site is actually up and ready to be seen by human eyes. In the meantime go outside and play, or read good book, or do something that you’ve been meaning to do for a while. Like learn to knit so you can get started on that sweater you have been promising yourself for three years now. Anything, so long as it keeps you busy so you don’t die of agonizing anticipation while waiting for the website launch. I promise I’m going as fast as I can.
At approximately 6:50 PM on Wednesday, November 12th Marcus Lewton escorted Joel and I to the KFC on riverside. With stomachs growling, and after a near scuffle over the listening selection, we were on our way. Marcus had a lead foot on the return trip and we reached home in record time. The meal was consumed quickly and results were mixed to say the least.
“It fucking sucked.” Marcus growled from the couch during the 42nd Annual Country Music Awards. “The biscuit was really good.” More details will follow and I will keep you posted on any future trips to KFC.
“Fuck KFC. When I say extra crispy I don’t want Original Fucking Recipe! Fuck KFC!”
