Sunday, October 25, 2009

I'm not very good at studying.

Some of my midterms are this week, so I've basically spent the weekend sitting here watching TV and trying to study. Needless to say, I've been doing more of the watching TV, and haven't gotten much of the studying done.

So earlier tonight I made dinner, The Shining came on, and I got distracted again. I've always liked The Shining, even though it scared me when I was little. Now most of the parts that scared me are either just creepy or make me laugh really hard.

I was watching this movie earlier this year with one of my friends when I kept wondering out loud "who does that kid remind me of?" Then I realized that I thought the kid looks like a young Charles Manson. At the time I didn't have a camera, or a phone with a camera, and I've been too lazy to take a screenshot online... so... I just took a picture of my TV now to prove my point.

I mean if you think about it, they're not much different. Rearrange the letters in Helter Skelter and you get Redrum. Don't try spelling it out, just trust me on this. That's about as far as I've went into this. So...



Trust me on this.

EDIT: For the record, this was the part that used to scare me:

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

Sometimes I think I should sell my TV.

Everyone has always told me how much funnier the British version of The Office is so much funnier than the American because it came first. Now, no matter how many episodes I watch, it hasn't become any funnier for me. I came to this conclusion pretty fast:

I didn't say all British comedies, but watching British The Office makes my face do this thing where I can't laugh or crack a smile for a whole 30 minutes. The worst thing is now that it's on Adult Swim (you know, since it's not a cartoon, it belongs on Cartoon Network) they always show the ugly face of Ricky Gervais. If he has so much money, can he get his teeth--nevermind, I say he should just put a paper bag over his face. If you haven't figured out yet, I don't proofread most of my blogs until after I post them, and type it all out as I'm thinking it. Anyway Ricky Gervais bothers me.

If I wanted a lot of awkward silences, I'd leave my room more often and actually talk to people. At least with those awkward silences I can have awkward laughter to make it stop, when it's on TV I just grab for the remote. Yes, all British humor is very high brow. When I think high brow, I think... man in a dress.

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

Snuggie has gone too far

I honestly don't understand how there has been a market for Snuggies in the first place. Way to go everyone, you've invented the backwards robe! Here's an excellent idea if you want to be the douchebag messiah, wear a Snuggie and Crocs.

The point is, their newest commercial is what has my eyes and mind vomiting. First of all, the lame "dad round house dance" thing confuses and infuriates me. Add in a Snuggie and I have a heart attack trying to figure out what the hell is going on and why no one is dying. Here's lame white dad raising the roof:

What in God's name is wrong with these people? I mean, there's this:

This douchebag contest:

I hope these people burn to death on their camping trip:

If Smokey the Bear owed me a favor, that's where I'd cash it in.

Seriously though, dog Snuggie? What the hell is wrong with you people? This is possibly the worst form of animal cruelty ever invented. If you've ever wondered what an ugly dog looks like when they're contemplating suicide, this is it:

So not only was it forced into a Snuggie, but they threw some glasses on it, shoved it into a crevice of the couch, and stacked a book on top of it. Clearly these are heartless people we're dealing with here. If I were this dog, a shoe in this house would never go poopless again.

Monday, October 12, 2009

Another Fun Filled Monday

This week was off to an interesting start this morning on the way to class. Everything started off more or less normal when I got up. Woke up and rolled back in forth for about half an hour to avoid getting out of bed, ate breakfast, took a shower, and got dressed. On my way out I went downstairs to the mail room to open the mailbox for my roommate, because I think during move-in they gave all of us keys to the mailbox that don't work. I couldn't get the damn thing open almost a month ago and asked for a new key from one of the maintenance guys, so that's the only reason I can actually get in. Our mailbox is full of mail to people we don't even know and advertisements. I guess it really wouldn't matter if we couldn't get into it now that I think about it.

Anyway, on my way to class I usually don't pay attention to what's going on around me. I just start walking and try not to run out in traffic. Usually. Some days I like to mix it up. But today I walked past some areas that they've been doing construction on and walked by what might be an awning or just scaffolding. I heard this "SCREEEEE" noise right by my ear, and I thought it was just a rope falling down or something. I kept walking a second, turned around and there was a dead bat laying on the ground. A bat almost landed on my head. Now, I was expecting to eventually get hit in the back of the head with a bat, but a baseball bat seemed more likely than the animal. Out of all the animals in the city (rats, pigeons, homeless people...) I wasn't really expecting a bat. They usually just get stuck in the garage and the grill of my dad's car on Halloween back home in the middle of nowhere.

So that's pretty much all that happened today. I just went to class for 6 straight hours in the same room, took a quiz, listened to recordings from the 1890's/1900's, came home and wrote this. I lead a very exciting life.