Listening to Jet Airliner, and came across this little gem. Fate has many faces.
DAMN YOU NOTRE DAME
Since you have decided to let me down, I have decided to abandon you for the warm embrace of an old friend. That friend? N64. The game? Super Smash Brothers of course. I’m about to Falcon Punch the shit out of some bitches.
[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]
Van Morrison - And It Stoned Me
Love it.
GO IRISH!!!
WOOHOO!!!
No swine flu, just regular flu! I also just ate something for the first time in a couple days. Let’s hope everything stays where it’s supposed to.
They Live (1988): I wear my sunglasses at night...
Do you believe in aliens? I do! And I’m not talking about little green men with big creepy eyes that probe you while your sleeping or cute ones with skinny fingers asking you to “Phone home” or ones that have glowy sex with Steve Guttenberg! I mean aliens that look like humans on the surface but are actually scary skeleton people underneath with terrible wigs. What makes them even more frightening is that the only way to see them is with huge square post cataract surgery sized sunglasses. Problem is, you can’t get these shades in a store, they’re only found in your local trash can. So, good Luck with that!
Enter “Rowdy” Roddy Piper, and this guy, who are going to save us from these glass eyed freaks. These two come out guns a-blazing ready to go because this is America boy! Did these Aliens think we were going out without a fight!? Did they forget that these colors don’t run? Don’t you forget it either pal! To top it off these sneaky alien bastards also put hidden messages* in our products because like the man, they’re trying to keep us down!! Assholes.
“I have come here to chew bubblegum and kick ass… and I’m all out of bubblegum.”
* Why do I get the feeling that Shepard Fairey has seen this film before?
god DAMN, I love this movie
Aaaaaaand this is the sickest I’ve ben in a long time. Apparently drinking your balls off in NYC for five days, getting on an airplane petri dish, and then continuing to drink said balls off can have consequences. I felt it coming on last night, however due to a prior obligation, I ended up helping some very lovely young ladies move in to their new house. I was doing fine until the drive home. That’s when the destruction began. I’ll spare you the gory details, just know there was an EMPTY cup in my truck that was almost full by the time I got to Walgreens.
Sixty dollars and one hell of a fever later, I sit in the dark with a bottle of water, an emergency garbage can, and a thermometer. On the upside Goldeneye is on, and this makes me happy.
Yes I’m whining, but my mom is 1500 miles south, so any of you PDXers feel free to come baby me.
GPOYW- “Whiskey and cheeseballs at The Levee” - edition
being without an ipod for a day has forced me to break into my limited CD collection, HOWEVER with it came a reminder of how awesome the band Sevendust is. I mean come on, look at this guy.
Nothing but love for an R&B singer turned metal.
CSI:Kremlin
I found these photos of Vladimir Putin that I think embodies Horatio Crane’s charisma. I planned to make a CSI:Miami style meme, but a) I’m not funny and b) I’m lazy.
Done and done
