so i was watching some youtube videos on the fonz. Don’t get me wrong, they are hilarious. That being said, a couple thoughts crossed my mind. One, who would ever think the fonz looked tough? He didn’t look tough at all. He looked kinda scrawny. Two, actually i only had the one thought. I’ll probably post another one later today, cause i forgot to post this one yesterday! fail.
this always happens… especially at cultus. there are so many people out and about on their motorized monstrosities that it really doesn’t leave a lot of room for us little guys. Anyhoo, the third panel is me butchering one of my favorite japanese prints! woo.
I once drank a whole glass of orange pop… about half way through drinking it, I put it down for a second, and when I went to pick it up, I couldn’t find it. I could only find a half-drunken glass of coke. So anyways, long story short, it turns out I wasn’t drinking orange pop, I was drinking coke the whole time. The last two stories make me look a little crazy i think? ah well.
Read the comic first! The story wrecks it.
Yesterday, me and Diana went to the beach. She was in a swimming mood, I was in a sit on the beach and bake type of mood. I always take my car key off of my key chain and bring just the key along, so i can tie it into my bathing suit or whatever. I don’t want people stealin’ it! Anyways, so i’m sitting there, thinking about skipping rocks… and I have the key in my hand, and a hyundai key feels very much like a smooth stone.. and so I stood up, not even thinking, about ready to skip my key across the lake, and I was about to throw it when I realized what it was, and what I was doing, and how hard that would of been to explain. I’m kind of an idiot, i guess? I mean, who almost skips their keys across the lake?
Me and Diana went “antiquing” the other day… but i tell yah, what passes as antiques… it was more like walking into an episode of hoarders… except everything was nicely organized. “In this pile, we have a bunch of swiffer sweepers! Who wants to bid? Circa 1999, these swiffers are truly any collector’s dream.”
For all my friends currently undertaking academic pursuits: you know i loved college. I’m not bein’ a hater.
And remember: If you are going to college to buy time before life starts for real, what you are ACTUALLY doing is giving your profs money for food! and that is a nobel endeavor.
people always gotta one up yah, i tell yah, the nerve!