Blog Poll Of The Day?

Are you sick of Valentine's Day propoganda?

Here is something I wrote while I was on vacation. I said it happened last night, but it was actually about two weeks ago now.

It felt pretty real because the dream was a lot like my actual working life is. In fact, I dreamt that I was at work.

The first part I remember clearly I was on a job site. To be specific, it was a mine. There was lot of dirt piled all over the place, and a huge pile of minerals off in the distance. What was kinda strange is that the part of the mine I was on seemed very new, and rather sparse. Usually mine sites have building crammed together (sort of) with not a lot of wasted space. Where I was there was only one huge building, built a lot like your average farm shop.

I went inside and there were guys working. A big guy, almost too big to be real, came over to me and started talking. They had a water treatment issue (obviously, or why would I be there) and they wanted to know what I could do for them.

What wasn’t so strange is that they were looking to me for help because my bosses (real one’s) had gotten in touch with these guys and said that we could work miracles. That’s not such an unusual thing. What made it weird is when I found out what they expected to do.

I didn’t really get the point of the problem at first. They explained that they wanted to run the mine waste through the water treatment equipment before discharging it. That’s not such an usual thing to suggest. However they kept going on about how difficult this was proving to be, and how other people had failed at the attempt before. At one point the big guy stopped in explaining the problem, and went into this story about a previous supplier that came in with these HUGE tanks, and absolutely massive pipes to connect to the feed system. Everything was in steel. He was talking about pipes that an ordinary man could walk inside. Now this was strange because the scale of things that I’m commonly doing is in the 4 inch or 6 inch as the largest pipe size. I’ve designed something with 12 inch pipe but we won’t be building it.

So the story goes on and everything seems more and more weird. They are talking about weird temperatures and absurdly small pressures and I start to get the feeling, is this ultra-filtration? Then they show me a piece of equipment that a previous supplier left behind and it looks a lot like an ultra-filtration module from GE Water. Or at least that’s what’s stamped on it, and its blue in color.
Then the big guy starts talking about temperatures of 3000 Kelvin and I almost dropped my lunch. That’s preposterous! You don’t treat water at that temperature. Its not even water then. They don’t want to treat water, he tells me, but molten potassium sulphate. Apparently the whole building I’m in is built over a storage pit where they have a massive amount of potassium sulphate, all in molten form at 3000 K. I honestly know next to nothing about potassium sulphate but this big guy assures me that if potassium sulphate is not kept under pressure, it immediately changes to a molten form that exists at 3000 K. I’m starting to get the idea that this is a dream now.

But for some strange reason I still make plans like I can treat this like water. The whole thing is getting clear now. They want me to put potassium sulphate, at 3000 K, through a reverse osmosis membrane, extract the water, so that they have pure potassium sulphate they can sell. But the craziest thing about this hare brained scheme is, I’m actually buying into it. I start thinking I can do this!
So I’m doing a bunch of research and looking up different membranes. I’m trying to find something that would be resistant to the temperatures they are talking about, or coming up with a way to re-pressurize the molten potassium sulphate.

The last thing I remember is the floor to the building starts to come away from the foundation and I see this molten potassium sulphate burbling in the reservoir under the building. I’m shocked about this but no one else seems to even worry about it. I drive away still thinking of ways to treat this scenario, while the building collapses into the reservoir.

All it takes to realize that Miley Cyrus has no talent and deserves to go no where, is to have her try to perform a duet with Taylor Swift.

Funny picture!

I think I am musically schizophrenic. In the past 90 minutes I have heard, and enjoyed (in this order, but not consecutively):

AC/DC - Its A Long Way To The Top . . .
Alice In Chains - Rooster
Kelly Clarkson - My Life Would Suck Without You

Does anyone know where it is I go to apply to become Jennifer Love Hewitt's new boyfriend?

Having a 'Student Driver' sticker on the rear of your car does NOT entitle you to drive only 2/3 of the speed limit, when conditions are fine, and traffic is moderately heavy.

Put your damn foot down and drive with the rest of us!

Why does everything have to be so difficult?

I have an MP3 player. Its actually a very good one. It can play videos, in addition to music. Its got a nice interface, even if the touch bar is a little sensitive. I get a little frustrated with it sometimes, because its so touchy, but the output from it is stellar.

The trouble is, its not brand new anymore. And being not brand new anymore means that NOTHING wants to work with it. As you will note from the time stamp on this post, I am awake at 2:30 in the morning as I struggle to make this work. I've finally gotten my computer to recognize the damn thing but I've basically blown off sleeping now.

Why can't stuff just work? I say this about ten times a day but why can't things JUST . . . EFFING . . . WORK!?!?!?!

Blog Song Of The Day:

Perfect Circle - Judith

I have decided, after a long and arduous decision making process, that I do not like fluted drinking glasses.

Shopping carts do not belong in the express lane.

I swear these people were too stupid to live. I actually put most of the blame on the woman because she looked like she was a heinous bitch and the husband was just doing whatever he could not to be in public anymore.

They were in the express lane, but they had a shopping cart.

But first, more stupidity.

There is a long line for the express lane. I think there was 8 people in it. The line was VERY obviously turned to the right because of its length. Nevertheless miss 'I'm Too Important to Wait In Line' cuts ahead of three people and just lines up behind the person most directly straight out from the counter. At least 45 seconds of dirty looks got her to go to the back of the line.

Then I stopped to truly examine this situation. There was two of them and they had four items. They were, and I note:

- one small beef roast
- 1 L container of milk
- bag of apples
- bag of indeterminate vegetables

For this they needed a shopping cart. For two of them. Not a hand basket. This was the full, four wheels, can hold $1000 worth of groceries. Four four items and one serious bad attitude.

Why is it we can't exterminate stupid people on sight!?!

Let me just run a scenario by you. Tell me what you think.

For the sake of argument, let's just say we all started driving electric cars tomorrow. No more gasoline/diesel engines on the road anymore. They are all gone.

However our electrical power generation didn't change its complexity at the same time. We still manufactured most of our electricity from coal.

Wouldn't that mean that we were essentially driving coal powered cars?

Think about it.

Should I download the Windows 7 Beta release?

Blog Question Of The Day:

Should I re-write the script to Star Wars, and shoot an alternate version that had coarse language on par with your average Samuel L. Jackson movie?

Blog Question Of The Day:

Is there any box in this pile that I should keep?




Blog Question Of The Day:

Grant's 4 AM Epiphany:

Pepto Bismol really does taste like ass.

Blog Question Of The Day:

Should I take more pictures?

Here is today's funny. And its from Star Wars!

Boba Fett

Blog Question Of The Day:

Should I buy a ShamWow?

Blog Quote Of The Day:

To the last, I will grapple with thee... from Hell's heart, I stab at thee! For hate's sake, I spit my last breath at thee!

This is pretty funny!

XBox 360




I hope the link holds for awhile.

What time is it folks?

IT'S TIME FOR OUR YEARLY GAME!!!





That's right my friends, its time to play, Guess How Much Is In The Tip Jar!

Same rules apply as always. Everyone guesses, no one finds out how much is inside without a guess. To be fair, if you guess, and its wrong, don't tell anyone what your number is. It'll ruin it for others.

As usual, the prize is up for grabs as well. If you can guess the exact amount, within $1, then the pot is yours.

Happy guessing!!

All I hope for the future version of Windows, tentatively named 'Windows 7' is that it have the following installation option.

When you first set up the OS, and you're creating user accounts, they need to include the following dialog box:

"Would you like the /Moron/ version of this operating system or the /Expert/ installation?"

Each of /Moron/ and /Expert/ would be buttons on the dialog box.

Its very important that they set up the installation of the new Windows 7 operating system in this fashion so that people like me, DON'T HAVE TO SEE ALL THESE BLOODY CONFIRMATION BOXES!!!!!!

Why are we being forced to watch this game? Who thought this would make for an important feature game on Sunday afternoon? And furthermore, who is the jackaloupe at CTV that, when the game became the world's worst snooze-fest, persisted in showing this as the feature game?

Let's review.

Arizona is from a warm weather climate. They like to play a fast, pass-oriented offence. They have already clinched a playoff spot and have little to no motivation for this game.

In the other corner we have the New England Patriots. To my great disgust, they are the premiere organization in the NFL over the last 5-8 years. They lost their quarterback but have still managed to stay in the playoff hunt. They are not in a comfortable playoff position and are playing for their lives.

The game is from New England. Its cold and happens to be snowing today. The Patriots are all but unbeatable at home in December. They need this win and the warm weather Cardinals don't really care that much.

Who in the HELL couldn't see a blowout coming!?!

I would like to go on the record about something:

I will be buying Guitar Hero:Metallica when it becomes available.

That is all.

Do you know what I would really like to get for Christmas, that wouldn't even be that expensive?

The movie 'The Hunt For Red October' on DVD.

Blog Word Of The Day:

asswad

I think there should be a tattoo (and/or piercing) board to which you have to submit your body modification choice. There are some people out there that are making some horrendous choices.

I went to Princess Auto the other day. I'm not going to going into the whole laundry list of body modification mistakes this girl was making. She was probably around 20-22 years old, so it was a pretty long list for someone that young. The most egregious choice however was an Enormous tattoo of the Pilsner rabbit on her left forearm.

One should never, EVER proclaim their beer choice with a tattoo. That is ESPECIALLY true if you believe in Pilsner.

Pilsner is moose piss.

This is the funniest asshole you will ever see:

AssHole

Do you know what pisses me off? Costco idiots.

These arrogant bastards make the left turn into Costco, and there is CLEARLY no room in the roadway into the parking lot for them. Clearly no room. This is evident to the point that, the person ahead of them has their rear axle still in the street. So what does said Costco idiot do? Why he pulls his Ford F-250 in behind the mini-van ahead.

YOU'RE BLOCKING THE ROAD!!!

Heaven god forbid this jack-a-tard doesn't get to Costco to buy a pallet of mayonnaise for $378.56 (a 0.59/lb bargain). Yes I should have to come to a grinding halt on a major Saskatoon roadway so Captain Nigglenuts can get in line to go to the most ANNOYING god damn store on the planet.

I gotta be honest about something.

In this new video - "Single Ladies (Put A Ring On It)"

Beyonce looks a whole hell of a lot like a transsexual

Random acts of stupidity that I witnessed tonight:

London Drugs has a product in their flyer, and a display model on the shelf, but no versions of it in their inventory. WTF!?!

Some jackass at Canadian Tire is so arrogant that he parks in front of the damn shopping carts, with the vehicle idling, while he shops. I went in, bought my stuff, gawked around at other stuff, came out and the moron was will running in the parking lot. Good for him that gas is half the price it was this summer.

I go to Extra Food for groceries and the cashier girl has adopted the style of urban males and her pants are down around her mid thighs. Which might be okay, in some instances, but this girl wasn't pulling it off. If her shirt hadn't been 26 miles long, I would have no only seen her ass /crack/ but the whole ass, and probably her va-ja-ja. It wasn't something I wanted to see.

I am becoming deeply concerned with my growing obsession with Taylor Swift.

The problem with the movie 'The Golden Child' is they rushed the ending. You can't help but notice how shoddily they edited the last 15 minutes of the movie.

Let's cut through the crapola here. Does anyone really buy this sob story that Taylor Swift has boy trouble? For Christ sake she's gorgeous, sweet and self aware. What non-gay man could resist that?

Blog Question Of The Day:

Who all thinks we should start referring to Dion Phaneuf as 'Number Two'?

I went to a store I'd never been to before last night. I get the flyers in my mail and usually I throw them out. But there was something on the front page of the last one that caught my eye so I kept it. I pondered the purchase for a few days before going to the place.

The store was: Bianca Amor's Liquidation Supercentre.

Oh my GAWD was that a freak show. It was dark, so I didn't notice it driving up, but when you get to the entrance, its hard to not notice the plywood over some of the windows. Plywood. That was the first indication but you step through the door and its like immediate culture shock.

I thought maybe I'd stepped through a dimensional portal, and somehow ended up on the streets of Calcutta. The clutter than infested the place was just like a hundred movies you've seen about the congestion in India. There was just stuff . . . everywhere.

And not neatly, like you'd expect from a store. There was a box here, a box there. What made it worse is that this was obviously someone's idea of neat and orderly but it was just so . . . wrong on a variety of levels. I keep talking in similes but I felt like I'd wandered into a small town flea market. 37 year old merchandise lined up haphazardly into a vague resemblance of order, marked down drastically to make you think you were getting a bargain.

The lone cashier had a name tag made up with a Jiffy marker.

The /supervisor/ slouched back in a broken office chair, yawning loudly and frankly didn't seem to care if the store was open or closed.

The aisles were labelled with poster board and more Jiffy marker lettering.

The cash-out area was more plywood across saw horses.

You couldn't find a god damn thing in this unholy mess. I was desperate to leave but still wanted my $4 boxing gloves. Which, I suppose, is what draws anyone to this type of ungodly hell hole. Yes, its a living nightmare but you can get something cheap.

I couldn't get out of there fast enough. I don't know how you could work there. Which probably explains why I sign on the entrance offered $15 an hour to start. You'd go mad if you stayed any length of time.

I went to the Nine Inch Nails concert on Monday night. A lot could be said about how freakin' awesome that was. The show was great. The music was amazing but the lighting was beyond words. They did stuff with lights and screens that I couldn't believe. They rendered this image of a swamp at dusk, with water rippling; it was amazing.

I say all of that but unfortunately the enduring image in my head is from the opening act. Which would be unusual, because who remembers the opening band? Its been said before that I don't like to swear (too much) on my blog but,

WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT!?!

First of all, I think 'The Bug' was actually just the DJ. At least that's the assumption that I've made. The skid mark was constantly sampling from his collection of 'world's most annoying sounds'. You wouldn't think there would be that many awful sounds, or that someone would take the time to compile them all in one place. Nevertheless, The Bug had the full collection, and I'm pretty sure he played them all for us. Twice. At full volume. With over-the-top amounts of bass. For Christ sake, the damn curtains were waving!

And can someone explain to me who the fuck that person singing was? I think The Bug was the DJ but was the person doing the singing just some drunk bastard that stumbled onto the stage? Christ was that annoying! I made a joke about The Bug being reggae rap; who knew I'd be so damn close! I was not in the mood for rastafarian rapping; leastways some that made no fucking sense.

I'm not usually one that campaigns for decency. I'm usually a pretty offensive person myself. But I can honestly say that I was hoping the police would step in, and put a stop to The Bug's performance, when that Jamaican poser started screaming about 'hardcore'. The only saving grace was that it was dark as ass in there during The Bug's show. I think I'd have gone dead inside if I could have made out what she was doing on stage, while she screamed at the top of her lungs about wanting it 'hardcore'.

I can sum up tonight's trip to the grocery store in one sentence:

Where in the HELL are the god damn bacon bits!?!

It never ceases to amaze me how utterly selfish people are.

I'm standing around with nothing to do at the Blades game tonight. It was early; there was no one interested in beer yet. This women is standing by concession stand, eating something that I could not identify. I'm guessing a sandwich of some kind. A tomato falls out of it.

Its not like she didn't notice. She looked down at it on the ground. But she looked down, seemed to make the decision that it was not her problem, and walked away.

Come on! I'm not saying you have to eat the damn thing but at least pick it up. People drop fries and popcorn all the time. I'll let that slide, although its still a bit on the rude side. But a whole freakin' slice of tomato? That's gross.

FYI . . .

Being 'backstage' at a concert sounds exciting until its a Kenny Rogers concert at which you find yourself backstage.

Not a lot goes on backstage at a Kenny Rogers concert. If it had been a little less dim, I'd have probably seen the tumbleweeds.

Things That Piss Me Off:

What the hell is wrong with people that come to the HOCKEY rink and complain about the selection of alcohol? Its the damn hockey arena! We're not gonna have a 96 variety selection of your supposed 'top-shelf' alcohol to choose from. So what if the damn vodka is Alberta Spring? To your unsophisticated palate, vodka is vodka.

Idiots.

Its not a perfect match but bear with me as you make your evaluation. If you study him doesn't Michael Phelps, the guy that won 8 medals at the recent Beijing Olympics, look a little like Screech from Saved By The Bell?

Blog Question Of The Day:

If you had written code for Windows Vista, would you put that on your resume?

Blog Question Of The Day:

Is there anywhere in, or around, Saskatoon where you can take a good picture of the city at night?

If someone could set me up with Nicole Biggins from the Morning Mash-Up, I would appreciate it.

Thank you.

I am logging on to take this opportunity to tell everyone that it is categorically impossible to wear a beret, and look good.

Thank you, and good night.

Blog Question Of The Day:

Does a female rock band have groupies?

And if so, are they still female?

Blog Question Of The Day:

How long is the average Facebook session?

Blog Question Of The Day:

Do they shoot porn movies on the weekend?

Am I weird? I know she's good looking but Megan Fox doesn't do it for me. I can't figure out what all the fuss is about.

Blog Question Of The Day:

What is the stupidest idea I've ever had?

Here's what I don't get.

Its not like the instructions are that hard to follow. When the airline representative comes on the mic to announce pre-boarding, they are very explicit about to whom this applies.

- People with children
- Children flying alone
- anyone that needs extra time getting on board the plane.

Why is this so hard for people to understand? About every fourth or fifth flight you'll see this phenomenon. They announce 'pre-boarding' and all of sudden everyone jumps up and runs to get in line to get on the plane. Its pre-boarding! You idiots are just impatient, not infirm. Meanwhile there's people with toddlers and old people that can barely hobble getting trampled by impatient, rude assholes that just want to get on the plane and start reading their Globe and Mail.

Idiots!

Blog Question Of The Day:

Could Mike Tyson, in his prime, have won at UFC?

I feel like I should be using the word 'pedantic' more often.

It is really, really fun to watch girls play Boxing on the Nintendo Wii.

. . .

It probably doesn't hurt that they were a little drunk too.

Is there anything more redneck that smoking while driving . . . with a 5-year-old in the passenger seat of the car?

This will never get boring.

Go on, try it!

Blog Question Of The Day:

Would I enjoy wearing the new AXE body spray?

I personally identify with David Wooderson

The Same Age

I have isolated a problem with the consumption of iced tea. If you are really thirsty, it becomes WAY to easy to just chug the entire bottle in the span of about 36 seconds.

If you drink something carbonated, the burn of the bubbles keeps you from draining the bottle in Olympic record time.

Blog Question Of The Day:

How does one decide when they need to update their Facebook status to 'in a relationship'?

How does a girl decide when a guy she sees is ugly?

The Daily Show with John Stewart needs to be required viewing for all American voters.

For the love of God can someone PLEASE explain to me why they let Rod Black do anything serious!?!

Is someone watching these re-runs of Frasier?

Blog Question Of The Day:

Should I eat more apples?

Finally, what I wanted my entertainment center to look like:

Can someone please explain to me why they've been allowed to make 'Saw' movies all the way up to number FIVE!?!?!?!

I have seen the future of my obsession and it is Blanka Vlašić.

Blanka Vlašić

Does anyone want to trade me a regular, Canadian 20 dollar bill for this American one I don't want?

MEMO

TO: Jim Van Horne and broadcast partner
FROM: TELK

Please do not repeat, over and over until its nauseating to hear, that the pitcher's name is:

Lauren Bay Regula
Lauren Bay

Its infuriating to the nth degree to hear this so many times when its utterly pointless. Unless her Mom calls her Lauren-Bay, I seriously doubt we need to.

Blog Observation Of The Day:

How embarassing would it be to compete for one of the fringe nations at the Olympics, somehow pull off winning a gold medal, only to stand on the podium and have you national anthem be a disco song?

Blog Olympics Question Of The Day:

How does someone find the strength to sprint to the finish line after running 26 miles!?!

Blog Question Of The Day:

When you become a gymnast, and first take up the sport, how do you learn how to do the difficult vaults without piling into something and killing yourself?

What's with all the spam on MSN lately? I'm just sitting here minding my own business, and suddenly girls with obviously fake Hotmail addresses (maybe obviously fake girls?) are messaging me, offering to send me pics, chat with me, or (maybe) do something naughty on a webcam.

First of all, why would this approach to marketing work? Is it random? Are there 12 year old girls getting the same messages as me? If so, how many of them want to see naked pics of Millicent?

Second of all, STOP MESSAGING ME!!! I know how to find pictures of girls on the internet. I don't need you to send me any. Besides, the pictures you'd be sending aren't of the person on the other side of the chat window. Everyone lies on the internet. I know the hot, redhead coming down the runway isn't the person on the other side of the text. I'm pretty sure I'm chatting with an over-weight, bad complexion, balding 36-year old man from the Ukraine, earning 14 rubles a day, trying to convince stupid, horny men North American men to give them their credit card number.

Watch this video. The pay-off is hilarious!

The Babysitter

Once again I have been betrayed by Windows Vista:

"You cannot use Remote Desktop Connection to connect to computers running Windows Vista Starter, Windows Vista Home Basic, Windows Vista Home Basic N, or Windows Vista Home Premium. You can, however, connect from those editions of Windows Vista to computers running other versions of Windows."

What It Means To Be An Engineer

I need the answer to a question. I need the answer because I studied this all night and I couldn't figure it out.

What the hell is wrong with some people that they think its perfectly okay to come up to the side of the bar, and demand that they get service? When did that turn into a good idea?

We had a more 'temporary' bar location tonight. As such, it wasn't as well delineated and barricaded like our normal station is. Hence, people seemed to think this gave them free reign to just wander up and order from wherever they pleased. I looked up at one point and this stupid bitch was basically behind the bar, standing right beside the girl she was demanding a drink from. If I wasn't so far behind on pouring Kokanee, I might have gone over and taken a swipe at this witless cow.

One more example of the decline of modern civilization:

Blog Question Of The Day:

If you were guaranteed that you would be taken care of financially, for the rest of your life, would you be willing to have one gay experience?

So what is the deal with having your keys on a string?

Everywhere I go lately, everyone has their keys on a string. Or a lanyard, or whatever the hell you want to call the concept which, when boiled right down to its essence, is a string.

I don't get this at all. Why is this suddenly a freakin' status symbol? You drive down the street and you see a group of three or four kids, invariably in pants that don't fit, and a hat on sideways. I could do a whole rant on how god damn stupid these idiots look but that's for another day. This isn't downtown Detroit, and you aren't a hoodlum. You're stupid ass-hat in upper-middle class Saskatoon. Act your proper station in life.

Back to my point.

You see this group of three or four idiots walking down the street, and almost without variation, there's a damn string hanging out of their pocket. One of these miscreants will be fumbling with theirs and you realize its their keys. They've all go the string from their keys hanging out of their pocket!

Please, someone, explain to me why this is a good idea. Why is it that you have the keys that secure all of your valuable property on a god damn string hanging out of your pocket such that anyone that wanted to, really, could grab it from your pocket and you'd never catch them. You'd never catch them because you're damn pants are hanging down to your bloody knees and you can't get a proper running gait going.

And who else is sick and tired of hearing about Brent Hayden!?!

I hate the voice of the guy who is doing the radio ads for Labatt's where they are promoting 18 can packs of Labatt Lite and Labatt Blue.

Who's with me?

Is the hole in the middle of a donut there because they tried to cut out all the calories?

Blog Poll Of The Day:

Should I build a sauna in my basement?

"Can I have two double rye's, and a Pil?"

"No. We can't serve doubles, and you're only allowed two drinks per person. Plus we don't have Pil."

"Why can't I have a double?"

"You just can't. Its in the liquor license."

"That's stupid."

"Sorry. I don't make the rules."

"Okay, then give me two singles, with very little pop."

"I have to fill the glass up. It has to be a mixed drink."

"That's stupid."

"Sorry."

"Why does it have to be a mixed drink?"

"Like I said, its in the liquor license."

"That's stupid. So I really can't have a double?"

-- pause --

"NO!!! You can't have a fucking double!!! I've said that like six fucking times already! Who the fuck do you think you are anyway!?! Its a god damn rule! I'm not personally singling you out for persecution, you idiot! The last guy couldn't have a god damn double rye, and the next person to ask ain't gonna get one either. And no, it doesn't help if you ask for a double vodka, or a double rum either. No doubles!!! That's the god damn rule! Now why do I gotta keep standing here as your feeble fucking brain looks for the bloody loophole that isn't fucking there!?! What are you? Fucking retarded!?!"

And one more for the record . . .

Black nail polish does not look good.

At all.

Ever.

From any sort of perspective, it looks stupid and ridiculous. If you're thinking about doing this, just don't. Its a bad idea.

The following is a real advertisement on Sirius satellite radio:

"AshleyMadison.com is an interactive web site for men and women already in committed relationships who are looking for something more. AshleyMadison.com exists because needs often get neglected and relationships change over time. And because real people have real feelings. Relationships of different kinds are started at AshleyMadison. Some want to talk; some want to do more. So if you are looking for something new, visit AshleyMadison.com."

AshleyMadison = www.imahugedouche.com

Blog Question Of The Day:

Why are oven instructions always in multiples of 25 degrees?

Is it just me or does Manny Ramirez look like the Predator alien when he's wearing a batting helmet?

I just watched the Nancy Drew movie. It was entertaining enough, without being a sensational experience. I was impressed that it was not over-the-top kid oriented.

I have two comments that come from the movie:

Knee high socks and a short skirt is a very sexy look.

Emma Roberts is hard to buy as a 16+ year old girl. She very cute, but Emma still looks like she's about 12.

Blog Question Of The Day:

Why do some girls feel compelled to wear stupid hats?

Blog Question Of The Day:

If you are a pair of beautiful young girls, dressed and ready to go to the club on a Friday night, why are you in Home Depot buying 1" clear vinyl tubing?

Blog Question Of The Day:

Who the F&%K cheats on Christie Brinkley!?!

McLovin is my hero.

I want to be McLovin.

"Watch the lumbering sloth of the napasaurus, as it tends to the bar at the ungainly slow Cirque Du Soleil show . . ."

I'm pretty sure Stewie Griffin is going to grow up to be a homosexual.

With the net as big as it is, it really should be inexcusable for a soccer goalie to get beat through the 5 hole.