Really Frodo form
I have been meaning to write more, seriously, but then I got Google Earth and spent 4 hours marking all of the places I worked in LA.
Short musings.
I don’t know of anything on Earth that has a higher fun quotient than Guacamole.
It’s fun to say.
It’s fun to make.
It’s fun to eat.
It’s fun to mispronounce. Calling it gawk or guac, or moley, whatever.
It’s fun to substitute as a swear word: Holy Guac-a-mol-e!
It makes things more fun when combined. Sure you have a sandwich or a burger, add some guacamole and you are suddenly more interested. It’s even fun to apply.
You can call it Mexican Mayonnaise, Mexican Mayo, Mex Mayo, South of the Border Substitute Lard
The only thing stopping it from being the most fun thing on Earth is that it doesn’t come in different colors (naturally). But if you want blue guac, you could probably use food coloring, and I bet it would be fun.
Sex can lead to bad happenings, like having to kick her out with “yeah, that was cool, but now you got to leave.” It can also lead to marriage, which is the opposite of fun. NOT LIKE GUACAMOLE. NOT LIKE GUACAMOLE AT ALL.
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I really think there should be an age limit for boob jobs. I think you have to be at least 20. And while were on it, you can’t get your first boob job after 49. You can get them modified if you already have them, but not a fresh set.
When you are a teenager, you don’t need bigger boobs. There is still tread on the tires, the odds are you haven’t been morally bankrupted yet, and the odds are also good that you aren’t a complete slut yet. You are still able to get away with your overall charm without breasts.
After you turn 20, and everything begins to go downhill then get the implants. It will only make the downward spiral less difficult. Charm only goes so far in a strip club, you know. Well, that’s harsh, but to be fair, sugar daddy’s like big cans too. They are only human.
The 18 or 19 year old can get away in the Halloween Costume made out of duct tape and used beer cans by giggling and prancing around. We know the 20 year old has done blow of someone’s shlong.
Take a look at Southern Kalee. She doesn’t need the boobs yet, and I don’t need to see the scars on the bottom of her jammers.
This is also clearly another left wing rant on the necessity of stem cell research.
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The designated driver is something of a mixed blessing. They are wonderful humans for doing so. But unless they are in AA, they take a turn for the worse when you return for the bar, as they want to drink with you and they keep making you do shots. At least that’s what it’s like in LA, where cabs are an arm and a leg and everyone’s a complete lush.
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This is why I can’t leave LA
http://www.thecobrasnake.com/partyphotos/arivingatlax/IMG_0385.html
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I have said it before, but The Simpsons is at a point where it’s really good again. This years “The Italian Job” was among the best of the decade. The single joke writing is as good as it’s ever been, and even though the stories aren’t as good, they are getting back the rythym of string jokes of the great years.
Homer: Oh my god, I’ve killed that horrible bug!
Homer’s Devil: Bury it, no on will know.
Homer’s Angel: OOOH, I’m gonna tell!
Homer’s Devil: The hell you will. *kills the angel with a Trident*
Homer’s Devil: Now we’re in this together.
Homer and his Devil high five and then: Yeah!
+++++
http://www.bradelterman.com/6.html
Take a look at his belt. That’s when you know you are the shit.
http://www.bradelterman.com/10.html
In 1978 the Eighties started, mainly because of Animal House and Star Wars effect on culture. I can go on about this, but really, this picture of the greatest punk band ever in these clothes would be my closing argument to a post you don’t need to read.
http://www.bradelterman.com/17.html
From Sex God to radio god in a mere 25 years. I love you Indie 103.1 and I love you more Steve Jones.
++++
Daft Punk is
Playing in my house
++++
As much as Dvorak has ruled my Itunes the last year, I think that the best singles of last year have to come down to:
5. Hate it or Love it: The Game and 50
4. Since You Been Gone: Kelly Clarkson
3. Hung Up: Madonna. I still want to sleep with her
2. Do you want to: Franz Ferdinand
1. Amerie: 1 thing. I still want to sleep with her.
And that’s about it.
Short musings.
I don’t know of anything on Earth that has a higher fun quotient than Guacamole.
It’s fun to say.
It’s fun to make.
It’s fun to eat.
It’s fun to mispronounce. Calling it gawk or guac, or moley, whatever.
It’s fun to substitute as a swear word: Holy Guac-a-mol-e!
It makes things more fun when combined. Sure you have a sandwich or a burger, add some guacamole and you are suddenly more interested. It’s even fun to apply.
You can call it Mexican Mayonnaise, Mexican Mayo, Mex Mayo, South of the Border Substitute Lard
The only thing stopping it from being the most fun thing on Earth is that it doesn’t come in different colors (naturally). But if you want blue guac, you could probably use food coloring, and I bet it would be fun.
Sex can lead to bad happenings, like having to kick her out with “yeah, that was cool, but now you got to leave.” It can also lead to marriage, which is the opposite of fun. NOT LIKE GUACAMOLE. NOT LIKE GUACAMOLE AT ALL.
++++
I really think there should be an age limit for boob jobs. I think you have to be at least 20. And while were on it, you can’t get your first boob job after 49. You can get them modified if you already have them, but not a fresh set.
When you are a teenager, you don’t need bigger boobs. There is still tread on the tires, the odds are you haven’t been morally bankrupted yet, and the odds are also good that you aren’t a complete slut yet. You are still able to get away with your overall charm without breasts.
After you turn 20, and everything begins to go downhill then get the implants. It will only make the downward spiral less difficult. Charm only goes so far in a strip club, you know. Well, that’s harsh, but to be fair, sugar daddy’s like big cans too. They are only human.
The 18 or 19 year old can get away in the Halloween Costume made out of duct tape and used beer cans by giggling and prancing around. We know the 20 year old has done blow of someone’s shlong.
Take a look at Southern Kalee. She doesn’t need the boobs yet, and I don’t need to see the scars on the bottom of her jammers.
This is also clearly another left wing rant on the necessity of stem cell research.
++++
The designated driver is something of a mixed blessing. They are wonderful humans for doing so. But unless they are in AA, they take a turn for the worse when you return for the bar, as they want to drink with you and they keep making you do shots. At least that’s what it’s like in LA, where cabs are an arm and a leg and everyone’s a complete lush.
+++++
This is why I can’t leave LA
http://www.thecobrasnake.com/partyphotos/arivingatlax/IMG_0385.html
++++
I have said it before, but The Simpsons is at a point where it’s really good again. This years “The Italian Job” was among the best of the decade. The single joke writing is as good as it’s ever been, and even though the stories aren’t as good, they are getting back the rythym of string jokes of the great years.
Homer: Oh my god, I’ve killed that horrible bug!
Homer’s Devil: Bury it, no on will know.
Homer’s Angel: OOOH, I’m gonna tell!
Homer’s Devil: The hell you will. *kills the angel with a Trident*
Homer’s Devil: Now we’re in this together.
Homer and his Devil high five and then: Yeah!
+++++
http://www.bradelterman.com/6.html
Take a look at his belt. That’s when you know you are the shit.
http://www.bradelterman.com/10.html
In 1978 the Eighties started, mainly because of Animal House and Star Wars effect on culture. I can go on about this, but really, this picture of the greatest punk band ever in these clothes would be my closing argument to a post you don’t need to read.
http://www.bradelterman.com/17.html
From Sex God to radio god in a mere 25 years. I love you Indie 103.1 and I love you more Steve Jones.
++++
Daft Punk is
Playing in my house
++++
As much as Dvorak has ruled my Itunes the last year, I think that the best singles of last year have to come down to:
5. Hate it or Love it: The Game and 50
4. Since You Been Gone: Kelly Clarkson
3. Hung Up: Madonna. I still want to sleep with her
2. Do you want to: Franz Ferdinand
1. Amerie: 1 thing. I still want to sleep with her.
And that’s about it.
posted by Indiana at
3:31 AM
1 Comments:
What do you know about boobs or guacamole, you haven't been laid since the Clinton presidency and your idea of mexican food is creamcheese taquitos from 7-11.
Maybe you should do the world a favor and wander your longwinded boring ass into oncoming traffic.
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Anonymous, at February 13, 2006 2:48 PM
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