i like funyuns - although the fake onion flavor can be a bit overwhelming at times. i like beer too, i can't forget beer. beer and funyuns. check that, i like beer and pork rinds. well, i'm not sure about that, but i know that i like all of those things, just not sure if i like them together. i also like coffee, but i'm pretty sure that coffee wouldn't compliment fried pork skin, funyuns or beer.
what do you like?
Wednesday, October 31, 2007
Monday, October 29, 2007
can i declare myself a professional
the other day i was told that, after i made up a funny little rant, i should write a sports blog, maybe even professionally. they proceded to tell me that i have the wit and the knack to make it happen. flattering. yay. i'd be fibbing ever so slightly if i didn't admit that that was the original intent of creating this blog. professionally is quite a stretch, but to write a humorous and witty blog. maybe not about sports. maybe about life in general. or beer. or laundry detergent. there was never a defining "this-is-what-i'm-going-to-write-about" moment with me. i think i may have mentioned in my first post that i may even leave it up to my 2 readers to make the decisions on what to write about - of course, to do that, i'd need to write more and establish more of a fandom.
so what exactly does it take to write in that capacity?
(and i'm going to end with that although i could write more - it's time to go)
so what exactly does it take to write in that capacity?
(and i'm going to end with that although i could write more - it's time to go)
Wednesday, October 17, 2007
do me favor
why do people find it necessary to come to work when all they can do is cough every 2 seconds? the person that sits across from me gets bronchitis like clockwork - 15,980,765 time a year - no joke, okay, well, maybe a little joke.
if you're coughing so much and it's so uncontrollable that you cannot get your hand over your mouth to cover it you need to do one of two things.
1. don't come to work. i don't care what drugs your doctor gave you. i don't care what cough suppressant your taking. and most of all, i don't care if you don't think you're contagious. if you're coughing and feel like fecal matter - you're contagious (in my book at least).
2. wear a effing mask. that whole sars pandemic (was it a pandemic?) taught the world that masks could be fashionable and serve a health purpose at the same time. they're relatively cheap, unless you want ones that have some kind of logo or drawing or, god forbid, sequins.
please please please. i hate getting sick, and more than that, my fiancee hates me when i'm sick. if you're too cheap to stay home or buy a stupid mask, i'll make you one. i have tissue and floss, we'll make it work.
and for pete's sake, drink heavily at night to clear that ess up.
if you're coughing so much and it's so uncontrollable that you cannot get your hand over your mouth to cover it you need to do one of two things.
1. don't come to work. i don't care what drugs your doctor gave you. i don't care what cough suppressant your taking. and most of all, i don't care if you don't think you're contagious. if you're coughing and feel like fecal matter - you're contagious (in my book at least).
2. wear a effing mask. that whole sars pandemic (was it a pandemic?) taught the world that masks could be fashionable and serve a health purpose at the same time. they're relatively cheap, unless you want ones that have some kind of logo or drawing or, god forbid, sequins.
please please please. i hate getting sick, and more than that, my fiancee hates me when i'm sick. if you're too cheap to stay home or buy a stupid mask, i'll make you one. i have tissue and floss, we'll make it work.
and for pete's sake, drink heavily at night to clear that ess up.
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