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David Ferrer, I'm sorry you look like the guy who instigated the Spring Break gang rape of Marty Saybrooke, and that that's what I think about every time I look at you.
I'm not sure this even needs explanation. The background of the screencap is the craigslist URL listed in the foreground/IM window of the screencap.

Christina moved to the U.S. when she was 16, so every now and then there is something that throws her for a loop. And I can see how "banana seat" is confusing out of context. But I love that she believed for a few minutes that there really was a piece of tiny furniture dedicated to fruit.
Oh, and the best part of this? When she sent me this IM, she was eating a banana.

Christina moved to the U.S. when she was 16, so every now and then there is something that throws her for a loop. And I can see how "banana seat" is confusing out of context. But I love that she believed for a few minutes that there really was a piece of tiny furniture dedicated to fruit.
Oh, and the best part of this? When she sent me this IM, she was eating a banana.
I'm sorry in advance for this entry.
But as I was unpacking more stuff last night, I went into serious reminiscing mode. So when I was in high school I got Rolling Stone magazine for several years, and was too much of a pack rat (and obsessive metal fan) to get rid of any of them. Before I moved away to college, I went through every damn magazine and clipped out anything of worth and saved it. (This mostly included anything involving Guns N' Roses, Chris Cornell, surfing, or Conan O'Brien.) I'll be posting some of the other ridiculous stuff I re-found, but for tonight, I'm going to show you the most awesome thing in my high school heavy metal scrapbook.
The "Can you match each of the Young Ones with their vomit?" match game quiz:
Answers will be posted....never. If you don't know the answers, go rent both seasons of the Young Ones right away and stay up all night and watch them ALL. Or do like I've always wanted to do: lock yourself in your house for about 6 months and watch only this show and see if you walk out of your house 6 months later with a British accent or not.
But as I was unpacking more stuff last night, I went into serious reminiscing mode. So when I was in high school I got Rolling Stone magazine for several years, and was too much of a pack rat (and obsessive metal fan) to get rid of any of them. Before I moved away to college, I went through every damn magazine and clipped out anything of worth and saved it. (This mostly included anything involving Guns N' Roses, Chris Cornell, surfing, or Conan O'Brien.) I'll be posting some of the other ridiculous stuff I re-found, but for tonight, I'm going to show you the most awesome thing in my high school heavy metal scrapbook.
The "Can you match each of the Young Ones with their vomit?" match game quiz:
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Answers will be posted....never. If you don't know the answers, go rent both seasons of the Young Ones right away and stay up all night and watch them ALL. Or do like I've always wanted to do: lock yourself in your house for about 6 months and watch only this show and see if you walk out of your house 6 months later with a British accent or not.
In unpacking, I came across a couple of surprises I left for myself when I left Dallas. Two sticky-notes. Sticky-note quotes, the best kind of sticky-notes.
So at my going away party about a month ago, I set up all these little storefronts for all the various crap I was trying to get rid of. In the Bed Bath and Beyond section, one of the items I was trying to give away was a classic wooden rolling pin I got from my mom, and it had a ribbed cotton protective sleevie thingie. George saw it, and asked:
The second note is slightly more mysterious, because I only caught the tail end of whatever Micah was talking about. Your guess is as good as mine...
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