Random Thoughts

Come on really? Who do these guys think they are? LMAO! My favorites are Steven and the Seth Green look-alike. I’ve watched thise video quite a few times and it doesn’t get old. If you’re in need of a good laugh, I suggest you watch it.

Do I need to be liked? Absolutely not. I like to be liked. I enjoy being liked. I have to be liked. But it’s not like this, compulsive, need, to be liked. Like my need to be praised.

(via michaelscottdaily)

I love Michael Scott. I’m very sad this is going to be his last season.

Here you go… the Foo Fighters fan’s very own version of the “30-Day Tumblr Challenge”! If you are a hardcore fan of the greatest rock band in the whole fucking universe, and If you feel that you’re running out of things to blog in your Tumblelog, this will be very useful.

So, here is what you’re…

In one way, I suppose, I have been “in denial” for some time, knowingly burning the candle at both ends and finding that it often gives a lovely light. But for precisely that reason, I can’t see myself smiting my brow with shock or hear myself whining about how it’s all so unfair: I have been taunting the Reaper into taking a free scythe in my direction and have now succumbed to something so predictable and banal that it bores even me. Rage would be beside the point for the same reason. Instead, I am badly oppressed by a gnawing sense of waste. I had real plans for my next decade and felt I’d worked hard enough to earn it. Will I really not live to see my children married? To watch the World Trade Center rise again? To read—if not indeed write—the obituaries of elderly villains like Henry Kissinger and Joseph Ratzinger?

Hitchens on battling cancer. (via cajunboy) (via soupsoup)

Brilliant and jarring… For as long as it takes to read this essay, you will have his cancer. And when you are done reading it, you will not have it anymore. (Hopefully he won’t, either.) But what you will be left with in your newly-minted “still hopefully cancer-free” state of health is a better appreciation of your life.

(via jhnmyr)

Absolutely amazing. Makes you look at your life differently even if only for a few minutes. Some people should read this everyday and realize how good their life is…

“Starsky and Hutch” is a great movie. The first time I saw it, this was the only scene I laughed my ass off to. I was in tears. I thought the rest of the movie sucked and then I watched it again and again…. It’s now become one of the most funniest movies I’ve ever seen. I love Ben Stiller and Owen Wilson together and Vince Vaughn is fucking awesome.

jhnmyr:

The artist’s tools

 Some guy at my office uses monkey butt. He has really bad swamp ass (so he says). He leaves the powder all over the toilet seat.

jhnmyr:

The artist’s tools

 Some guy at my office uses monkey butt. He has really bad swamp ass (so he says). He leaves the powder all over the toilet seat.

And this is why she’s the coolest dog ever.

And this is why she’s the coolest dog ever.

Tonight is one of those nights.

It’s that kind of night when I just feel like going to a bar, have a few drinks and listen to some good tunes on the jukebox. I’m hoping the bar is not too crowded. I’m hoping by the end of the night everyone in the bar will hear a great song and we all will unite and sing it together. People don’t unite anymore. That’s kinda sad. Tonight I will be cleaning the house and going to bed. Oh well…..

I miss the days when all I would do in my free time was play the first version of (the video game) Halo. The game was perfect. It was so balanced in terms of risk vs reward you could lose yourself in it for hours, if not days. People would plan to meet up only to challenge each other to…

My game of choice was Tetris Attack. I totally kicked ass at that game. I wish the Wii would make it downloadable. Me and my friends used to play it for hours. You could never get sick of that game. I wish I could play it right now.

Earlier this week my aunt and uncle had to put to sleep their yellow lab, Emma, after 13 fun-filled years. Their goofy hound was loved by all, but in particular by their little girls, who’ve understandably struggled a bit this week. Last night, Jane, their youngest, asked my aunt to use her…