There is a simple concept that I thought we were all following. This would be the concept that we all collectively decided to sacrifice a small amount of comfort for the SEMBLANCE of decency. I'm not talking about going out with your ass all hangin' out of your pants, nor am I talking(typing) about "decency" in the sense of revealing and suggestive clothing. In fact, I support more of this.
I just want to know who authorized the dude I saw in Jack-in-the-Box to wear a "RIP Biggie Smalls" tee shirt in the style of a poncho. No sides to the shirt, just an empty head through the hole. This was tastefully accompanied with one pint (estimated) of sweat that no doubt accumulated as he was running (possibly at the speed of sound) to get his burger. Add to this the most spectacular pair of jean shorts with an iron on patch of the American flag that was no less than 8"x 5". Also he may have fallen down 13 times on the run there. I did not stop to ask him as he grabbed his food, and I assume vibrated his body so fast that he literally ceased to exist. I can't tell for sure as I started ordering my food after he got his.
To the main point, don't go outside when you look like you were dressed by a retarded Alzheimer's patient. Someone will get really confused and not be sure if they are mad about standing next to you, or that they are so very much confused.
Tuesday, April 5, 2011
Friday, April 1, 2011
This is the start of something average!
Well, I think this will be the home for some longer form essays that I have and will complete soon. Unfortunately this font will not do. Excellent. This is much more mundane.
In order to leave this as something more than a post about how I will post in times to come, I will leave this.
I have prided myself on having a fairly passable vocabulary throughout my life. With this in mind, I have recently become aware of a word that not only did I not know the meaning of, but had assumed that it had no meaning at all.
Brackish. While I had an inkling that this word had a loose meaning, I had it pinned as completely made up. Like Skrilla. So I will now use the word properly for the first time ever.
"When that prostitute pissed on my face, it left a not entirely unpleasant brackish taste in my mouth".
In order to leave this as something more than a post about how I will post in times to come, I will leave this.
I have prided myself on having a fairly passable vocabulary throughout my life. With this in mind, I have recently become aware of a word that not only did I not know the meaning of, but had assumed that it had no meaning at all.
Brackish. While I had an inkling that this word had a loose meaning, I had it pinned as completely made up. Like Skrilla. So I will now use the word properly for the first time ever.
"When that prostitute pissed on my face, it left a not entirely unpleasant brackish taste in my mouth".
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