It’s been an emotional few weeks for me. First, the horrific news of USC being severely punished for the crimes of Reggie Bush (may he rot in everlasting pig manure). Then, LA reclaims the NBA throne from the Celtics, which makes up for about 50% of the two bowl games the Trojans are banned from. [...]
Posts Tagged ‘travel’
Neener, Neener.
I’ve got a few moments before my flight to Texas, and I’d just like to use them to say the following: NEENER, NEENER. This doll is not creepy: You know who you are, ya little turd. You said it was creepy while I was making it, and that it would make the baby girl I’m [...]
I'm Lucky.
I really can’t complain. I have everything I could need right now. Shoot, I have almost everything I want and that’s a lot more than most people can say. I have so much food that I have to worry about not getting fat, never starving. I live a life of comfort and privilege and don’t [...]
No Farting.
I hate you, LAX. I hate you in the face. The line at security was long. The bathrooms were dirty. Our plane was late. They changed the gate. Our plane was more late. We finally hit the air, which was the best part of the trip. I was seated between two nice non-smelly young women [...]
A Douglas Adamsy Moment
So here I am, sitting at the airport. My flight has been delayed by more than an hour, and I’m surrounded by dirty, smelly people who were too inconsiderate to refrain from breeding, and their spawn isn’t doing much to alleviate the general noise and clutter. There were no seats left, so I went and [...]
