...And Everything In Between.

Things I learned about myself and others in recent and not so recent days (that was the worst sentence ever):

-This is the best: "Oh man! Remember when you put those grey shorts on that koala bear?" I don't know if that happened in this dimension but I know I heard that sequence of words.
-Chipotle, not for olds.
-I am easily fooled... by robots. Italian blog robots? Italian blogbots? Italiblogbots?
-I probably should smile with my teeth in college just to avoid being "that guy who looks like a date rapist."
-Also, everyone should be date raped one (1) time in their life. That was the decree.
-I can help bake, but mostly I can food process.
-Goats are tastey.
-Wesley Snipes has brights. This should make finding Asian bitchszzzz for him to munch on a little bit easier.
-'Tis more fun to drink than to drive. (I want that put in macrame "Bless this mess" font.)
-Cosmopolitan, the magazine for very worldly women, is mostly a manual for how to be a whore (no one can say anything to change my opinion on this), but it does contain and advance copy of the New 50 Great Short Stories book.
-Am I losing the Battle of the Bulge? Not exactly, but kind of.
-ABDC! ACDC! M&MDC?
-Everyone looks better with a tan.
-I can handle the silence. A broken radio is the best thing to happen to me in a while.
-Ripostes. Good at'em.
-There's no danger in listening to Neon Bible four times in one day. Or Night Ripper.
-I can't make decisions anymore.
-I don't want to go to college anymore. Like at all. I think I'm just gonna chill for forever.
-THINGS FALL DOWN. PEOPLE LOOK UP. AND WHEN IT RAINS, IT POURS. (That one's just for me. But it is very fitting to the weather this week.)

Will this blog get a book deal? No. But my-oh-my things are a-changing.