Goddamn I'm amazing.
Gozer the Gozerian, Gozer the Destructor, Volguus Zildrohar the Traveller has come. Choose and perish.
During the rectification of the Vuldronaii the Traveller came as a very large and moving Torb.
Then of course, in the third reconciliation of the last of the Meketrex supplicants they chose a new form for him, that of a cute, 65lb mutt. Many Shubs and plastic containers knew what it was to be roasted in the depths of the Mutt that day I can tell you.
After approximately 25 years, 7 months, 3 days, 8 hours and 15 minutes, I can now finally say that I have shaved while driving.
I recently purchased a Braun 360 Complete (8985), and it’s fucking awesome. I have no clue how such a thing would manage, but it appears to get a way closer shave than even my Mach3 Turbo ever has, without cutting my face up!
It’s an expensive purchase, especially since I think I’m permanently stuck at the beginning stages of puberty. With this thing, I don’t think I’ll end up waiting a month or two before I remember or feel like shaving again. It takes no time, makes no mess, doesn’t leave me with shaving cream behind my ear where I didn’t notice it, and doesn’t require changing the blade for 18 months. The bloody thing even cleans and recharges itself!
While I totally recommend this thing… uh, keep it limited to your face, fellas. Just take my word for it.
Great Jhonen Vasquez inspired artist drawing a picture
Tried drawing and told him how I need to strengthen my skills
Went for a walk with him and some girl
Went into a building, think it was a school
up some stairs and I tried swinging up onto the beams across the ceiling
Baboon came and started attacking me, I struggled free and ran outside
Was in a tiny plane and somehow ended up back inside, trying to get them away from the baboon
I also remembered about a dream from a while back that I never wrote about. Got in a giant shuttle all by myself, it was deafeningly quiet inside. I took a long, long, long flight out into space for some reason.
My friend Chad was in New York City this week on business, but had pretty much all of Friday free. For the first time in the 11 years we’ve known each other, he was finally somewhere close by enough where we could meet up.
Naturally, I filled out the paid time off form for my work, telling management:
I trust this will remain private and confidential, and I feel you deserve the honest truth.
The woman I’ve kidnapped and been keeping in my trunk for the past week now has 3 days worth of food next to her and is starting to smell. I will be travelling out-of-state to meet a friend who will help me dispose of the body. We’ll then be going out for smoothies.
Fortunately, only some of management thought this might be a serious concern which should be reported to the authorities. I was still a free man to travel to NYC, the perfect city to meet Chad in.
Without further adieu, THE MAP!
That’s right. Chad and I are about two of the biggest Ghostbusters losers you could possibly imagine, and we hold that unique label with great pride. We set off to see several of the cooler locations used to film one of the greatest movies ever made.
Please join me as I regale you with the retelling of our journey and links to pretty pictures!
Continue reading “We came, we saw, we kicked its ass!”
I occasionally do freelance work for a doctorb in Chestnut Hill. On my way home, I’ll often head a few minutes out of the way in order to get a burrito from Boloco. It only sets me back about 20 minutes, and it’s the closest thing there is to enjoying the giant, delicious burrito’s from the Black Bean, in Flagstaff, AZ. Justin enjoys these wonderful burritos as well.
Recently, Justin scored the both of us several coupons for Boloco, each granting us a burrito for a buck. He did this by somehow finding a way to digitize our love-seed and eMailing it to the president of the company, and this was their thanks in return.
Continue reading “GPS was made specifically for me.”