Archive for December, 2007

My lungs

Friday, December 21st, 2007

Getting sick is fun! I especially love being congested!

Lungs
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Lazy Boi

Thursday, December 20th, 2007

My eyes are bothering me, I think I'm getting sick, Amy's in bed coughing up her lungs, so I'm going to be lazy today and just post a quick meme. It's a clever twist on the iTunes/iPod meme that was going around. And it's eerie how many of them can be interpreted to answer the question!

Rules: Put your music player on shuffle, press forward for each question and use the song title as the answer.

What does next year have in store for me?
Low, by Coldplay

What's my love life like?
Youth of America, by The Muffs

What do I say when life gets hard?
Every Breath You Take, by The Police

What do you think of on waking up?
Smiley faces, by Gnarls Barkley

What song will I dance to at my wedding?
Explosivo, by Tenacious D

What do you want as a career?
Cherry Blossom Girl, by Air

Your favorite saying?
Blister in the Sun, by Violent Femmes

Favorite place?
Foreclosure of a Dream, by Megadeth

What do you think of your parents?
Gunshy, by Liz Phair

What's your porn star name?
Doughnut, by Lillix

Where would you go on a first date?
I Looked At You, by The Doors

Drug of choice?
Artificial Sweetener, by No Doubt

Describe yourself.
I Can't, by Radiohead

What is the thing i like doing most?
One of Those Girls, by Avril Lavigne

What is my state of mind like at the moment?
Now, Right Now, by The Reverend Horton Heat

How will I die?
Right Between The Eyes, by Garbage

Starcocks

Wednesday, December 19th, 2007

"Hi and welcome to Starbucks. My name is Taylor. Can I take your order?"
"Hi! The car in front of me isn't pulled up all the way, so wait a second!"
"That's a Venti Milky Way Latte with extra whip cream?"
"No. Please wait a second!"
"Okay. There's no need to shout, sir. Let me know when you're ready."
"…."
"…."
"Okay, I'm ready now."
"Yes, sir. Please go ahead with your order."
"I'll have a Venti Toffee Nut Latte with skim, no whip, and a Venti steamed Eggnog."
"That's a Venti Toffee Nut Latte with lowfat milk and no whip cream …"
"Yup."
"And a Venti Eggnog Latte?"
"Nope. I just want a Venti Steamed Eggnog."
"Latte?"
"No. Just eggnog, in a large cup, steamed."
"What do you want?"
"Cup. Eggnog. Steamed. That's it. No latte, no whip, no milk. Just a steamed Eggnog, all by itself, in a venti cup."
"Please wait a second."
"Chickenfucker."
"What?"
"I said, I'll wait."
"…"
"…"
"Sir, this is the manager. Taylor is having some trouble understanding your order. I have here that you want a Venti Milky Way Latte with extra whip, a Venti Toffee Nut Latte with lowfat milk and no whip, and a Venti Eggnog Latte, but somehow different?"
"First of all, there's no Milky Way Latte. Please remove that completely. Secondly, the Toffee Nut Latte is correct. Finally, all I want is just pure, 100% eggnog, steamed, in a venti cup."
"Okay, sir. Now, I'll have to charge you extra for that."
"You will? So eggnog is more expensive than eggnog and the other shit you put in it to make a latte?"
"I don't know."
"So why would you charge me extra? All I'm asking for is essentially that you heat up some eggnog in a cup. It's easier than what you have to do for a coffee. I'd think you should charge me less, but I'm willing to pay normal price for it."
"Okay, sir. No need to get snippy. I'm just trying to do my job here. Please pull around for your total and your order."
"Thanks a latte."
"What?"
"Chickenfucker."

Help!

Tuesday, December 18th, 2007

Ok, holy world of wise and intelligent blogocraticspherites. I've given my share of unsolicited advice, supportive noncommittal comments, backhanded compliments and answers backed by absolutely no research whatsoever. Now it's time for me to reap something in return.

What do I get my parents for Christmas?

They have everything they could possibly want. My mother hates flowers, and I already get my father a box of cigars every month. Last year I got them a weekend at the Ritz-Carlton over on Amelia Island so they could stay the weekend, play tennis, and have fun, and they liked that, but I don't want to duplicate that gift. My mother buys what she wants when she wants it, and my father doesn't want anything.

I'm pulling my hair out, blogophiles! And it's getting a bit thin on top, so I can't afford to pull any of it out.

I have one week. And I need your help.

Fuck the Turks

Monday, December 17th, 2007

Three things first:

1. I just got all the Christmas cards finished finally – over 218 of them in the mail, some as far as Australia and Singapore. I, of course, expect at least 200 cards in the mail in response.
2. I also got a new smiley – check it out. Thanks to Tori for the GIF!
3. I haven't read blogs or commented in three days, nor have I replied to anyone's comment. I'll get on that today.


When I was 8, I read the entire Chronicles of Narnia series over the course of a weekend. I was absolutely enthralled with them. The books had adventure, love, mystery, death, war, sadness, happiness – everything you could want in an epic tale. I loved Aslan the Jesus Lion, Puddleglum the Marshwiggle, Reepicheep the brave mouse, and Bree the Horse. But most of all, I was fascinated with the idea of Turkish Delight. What could this food possibly be that had such a hold over Edmund that he would betray his whole family just for more of it? I could only imagine how delicious and mouth watering this delicacy would be, and part of me thought that I would die before ever achieving my dream of tasting Turkish Delight.

But like a balding, bespectacled Superman, Dan from All That Comes With It swooped to my rescue. Early last week (I would have posted this earlier, but I had to answer everyone's questions!), I received a package that was practically brimming over with magical goodness in the form of Turkish Delight.

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Eagerly, I tore the package open. And while I didn't experience light from the heavens and an angelic choir when I opened the box, my anticipation was at its breaking point.

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I grabbed a lemon one and bit in with gusto.

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Like the connoisseur that I am, I savored the flavor and bouquet.

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I also grimaced at the flavor and bouquet.

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Maybe it wasn't the lemon flavored one that Edmund loved so much.

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Well, it sure as fuck wasn't the rose ones! Who thinks it's a good idea to make a delicious magical candy taste like stale rose water mixed with rotten rose petals?

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Someone liked it. But she also eats food that smells like my ass.

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Thanks to Dan for hearing about my dreams and answering them by lifting them high above the earth and letting them plummet at terminal velocity through the atmosphere, bursting into flame and smashing in a charred pile in a car crusher, which then crushes those dreams into a small tablet that is fed to a homeless person who then just shits it out on the sidewalk.

If C. S. Lewis wasn't dead already, I'd kick him in the head.

Lazy Sunday XIX

Sunday, December 16th, 2007

This one's a cross between a survey and Family Feud.

1. How long do you spend in the shower?
Usually I spend three seconds cleaning my body, thirty seconds cleaning my face, forty seconds shampooing my hair, beard, and other hairy spots, and ninety minutes cleaning my penis.

2. Name something a football player wears under his uniform?
I thought football players didn't wear anything under their uniforms. Or is that Scotsmen and their kilts?

3. Name something people hate to find on their windshield.
Richard Simmons

4. Name something a man might buy before a date.
A roll of duct tape.

5. What's another word for blemish?
Somewhat blem.

6. Name something you cook in the microwave.
A cat poop and spinach casserole.

7. Name a piece of furniture people need help moving.
I'll choose random houses and go in and help them move their televisions out, even when they're not there and haven't even asked for my help.

8. Name a reason a younger man might like an older woman.
You can perform oral sex and motorboat her boobs at the same time.

9. Name something a dog does that embarrasses its owner.
Get arrested for shoplifting.

10. Name a kind of test you cannot study for?
Testicle.

11. Name something a boy scout gets a badge for?
Shaft handling technique.

12. Name a phrase with the word Home in it?
I tried to put Grandma in a Home, but they wouldn't accept posthumous check-in.

13. Name a sport where players lose teeth?
Minesweeper

14. Name something a teacher can do to ruin a student's day?
Laugh at the size of his penis.

15. What is a way you can tell someone has been crying?
Snot trail.

16. Name something found at a séance?
Otho. (If you don't get this, I'm very disappointed in you).

17. Name a bird you wouldn't want to eat?
One that had been firmly lodged in anyone's rectal cavity. Or a parrot.

18. Name something that gets folded?
My clothes, by the magical laundry fairy.

19. Name something a person wears even if it has a hole in it?
Hazmat suit.

20. Name something that gets smaller the more you use it?
A bizarro penis

Couple of vids

Saturday, December 15th, 2007

Direct link: http://youtube.com/watch?v=5PsnxDQvQpw

Direct link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3hTxGmvUo_0

Is this fucking week over yet?

Friday, December 14th, 2007

First, go see my guest post over at Tracy's. You can also see the full image here.

Secondly, go wish Britt's son Devin a happy birthday!

Thirdly, today is supposedly some blog crush day where you talk about your secret blog crush. Google it if you want more information – I'm too lazy. And while I have way too many blog crushes to list one in particular, I do expect several people to use their entire post today talking about me as their blog crush. Or there will be punishment!

Finally, I went to a friend's graduation from nursing school today over in Daytona Beach. The ceremony was quick, and it was nice seeing him get some recognition. On my drive home, since I was tired, I was blasting the radio and had the windows down, like usual. Flipping through the stations, I came across "I Will Survive" by Gloria Gaynor. For some reason, this song struck a chord, and I started singing. Loudly. And there may have been some dancing going on, too. I pulled up to a stop light in full-on gay diva dance mode and looked to my right. There was a car with four girls in it, all of the windows down, and they were listening to the same radio station and dancing and singing themselves. We glanced at each other, shared a moment, and finished the song in unison. Then, I went home, watched sports, grabbed my crotch, and watched lesbian porn. Is there anything else I should do to get my man card back?

Round Four

Thursday, December 13th, 2007

Last week, I opened the floor to questions, promising to answer every query posed. I ended up with almost 50 questions, so this has taken a few days. Round One, Round Two and Round Three are done, and here's the final round, Round Four:

31. AnnieB asked:

How does Freddy Krueger wipe his butt?

Very carefully.

32. Girl, Dislocated asked:

Why aren't you practicing law?

It took two summers working with a criminal defense attorney and a family law attorney to realize that the practice of law was not for me. Unless I was going to do something transactional, which held no interest for me, I couldn't face the concept of litigation being so far from the area of intelligent strategy and manipulation. People also assume that practicing law automatically means six figures when you're first out of school – this is only true if you work for one of the big name drone firms where they work you to death as a glorified slave. Many lawyers only make $40,000-$50,000 a year, especially at first, and so I decided to do something else, but use the education I received to help me succeed. And I'm glad I did.

33. Bec asked:

In the final battle between good and evil who will you be siding with and what will your role be?

I'll just stay behind the scenes and manipulate both sides, then come out with whichever side actually wins. I'm ambivalent, so I can go either way.

34. BorysSNORC asked:

You're the guest of honour at a dinner function. There's no one there except you, the caterers and every person you ever slept with. After dinner, you're expected to make a speech. What do you talk about?

It's funny you ask this question, because it just recently happened at a Girl Scouts meeting. We talked about cookies.

35. Gwen asked:

If zombie Jesus came back to lead the zombarmy in an epic battle for power against the evil forces of Santa and his horrible minions, keeping in mind that santa has demon reindeer that fly and zombie Jesus controls the awesome power of the zombarmy and is one of the living dead, what shirt would you wear to watch the fight go down?

I'd do the same thing I do when I watch Little League games. Go naked.

36. The boy blunder asked:

If you were Santa Claus, what would you get for George Bush this christmas!

A safety helmet to wear so that people would know that he was special.

37. Wayne asked:

How many licks does it take to get to the center of a Tootsie Roll Avitablepop?

Twelve licks, one nibble, four sucks, and a couple of jerks.

38. Y2K Survivor asked:

If your penis was a Transformer, what would it convert into?

Curiosly enough, it is a Transformer and it turns into a boombox.

39. Kylah asked:

What's the weirdest thing you've ever done in a public place?

I like to pull up in a large Six Flags bus, get out while dressed in an old man costume, and then do a crazy dance while everyone watching starts relaxing and gets on the bus. Then I torture them and skin them for my own private collection.

40. Nina asked:

When is the last time you shaved and went beardless?

I started growing the beard when I was 15. I was forced to shave it a few times by my parents, but from age 17 until now, 13 years later, I have had some form of the beard, whether it's just a goatee, a full beard, or some combination. I have no idea what I look like without one, and I'm scared to find out.

41. Robin asked:

If you were to have a Ben & Jerry's ice cream flavor named after you what would the name be and what would the flavor include?

If I had a flavor of ice cream named after me, it would be called Gorilla Balls. A banana, vanilla ice cream covered in chocolate sprinkles or, even better, chocolate shavings to look like hair, and malted milk balls. Oh, and a salty surprise at the bottom of the glass.


And that's it! Thanks to everyone for asking a question. I'll have to think about it and see which was my favorite and who will win the prize. If anyone has any suggestions for the best question, let me know in the comments.

Round Three

Wednesday, December 12th, 2007

Last week, I opened the floor to questions, promising to answer every query posed. I ended up with almost 50 questions, so this will be a three (maybe four) day post. Round One and Round Two are done, and here's Round Three:

18. Preposterous Ponderings asked:

Would you ever consider jerking off with sandpaper then jumping in a pool of rubbing alcohol?

Consider it? It's what I do every Saturday night for fun!

19. Sybil Law asked:

What made you start blogging, and what are the best/worst things about it?

I started blogging after moving back to Florida from Los Angeles when I was very frustrated with the piece of shit that I worked for who was destroying the company I had created. It took me a while to get beyond ranting and posting random links, and I'd like to think I've evolved considerably in my blogging since then. I think the best thing about it is the sense of community and the friendships that result. Oh, and the blowjobs. The worst thing is some of the pettiness and childish nature of some bloggers who feel like anonymity gives them powers to be retards. Oh, and the blowjobs where they use their teeth.

20. DutchBitch asked:

So before you started shaving your balls… what did it look like over there? Did you trim it now and then or leave it grow wild? Did you braid it, dye it?

I usually dye it purple and give it a fauxhawk, but I'm partial to 1970's manbush.

21. RamblinRose asked:

Do you enjoy the smell of your own farts?

I don't believe in farting.

22. Turnbaby asked:

What's the most outrageous thing you've done on your own initiative? On a dare?

On my own, the only thing I can think of is driving about 120 down a dark highway at night with my lights off. It's exhilarating. On the less risk-taking side of things, I also took over my college television station for a four-day weekend and made Channel 2 say nothing but "The Avitable: Remember the name". On a dare, I streaked through a neighbor's backyard and got caught by my friend's grandmother.

23. Crystal asked two questions:

A. If you ABSOLUTELY had to pick between being a fully committed Catholic, Jew or Pagan, which would you choose and why?

I'd probably choose Judaism. I love potato latkes. As it is, though, I am Catholic, and Catholicism has a lot to offer, even with all of its faults. In the end, though, I'd like to be my own religion.

B. If love were hot dogs, how much would you love me?

A cheddarwurst.

24. Paticus asked:

Why is a raven like a writing desk?

Because you cannot ride either of them like a bicycle.

25. Dan asked:

If you were a cereal manufacturer, what would you market and what toys would you include for the free gift?

I think that Cinnamon Toast Crunch is almost a perfect cereal. I would just add chunks of chocolate to it (in a greater quantity than that shitty Life with Chocolate), and the prize would be an actual ray gun with pure vaporizing action.

26. Mari asked:

Okay, lets assume that you are home, uhhh, blogging. Yes, blogging! Strangely, you are fully clothed (hey, just play along!). The doorbell rings. It's either a Jehovah's Witless or part of the Mormon Brigade. How wiil you scare them away? Remember, you are FULLY clothed!

Well, the easy answer is that I would slowly strip down while talking to them and see how much clothing I could remove before they bolted. Another way is to just stare at them without saying a single word. They'll get more nervous and keep talking until they finish what they have to say and then leave. Also, I throw frozen peas at them.

27. Hilly asked:

Let's assume you're on death row and you have to order a last meal and you get one last request. What would the meal be and what else would you ask for?

My last meal would be a medium rare filet mignon, oscar style, with a side of Heaven and Earth mashed potatoes and a chocolate lava cake for dessert. My last request would be to get released. Duh!

28. HoosierGirl5 asked:

Okay, here goes: I have died and you have been named guardian of my 4 children. You can not ship them away or kill them. They HAVE to come live with you and your wife. What do you buy each of them for Christmas? REAL presents, not gag gifts. They are a 17 yr.old boy, a 16 yr.old girl, a 13 yr. old boy, and a 7 yr. old boy. And no fair saying you will send Amy or Britt to shop for you.

That's easy. In order: Car, iPhone, Nintendo Wii, Nintendo DS.

29. Dave2 asked:

Bo or Luke Duke?

Well, Bo had that curly hair and boyish charm, while Luke had the military training and older brother attitude. Tom Wopat played a villain in Smallville, and John Schneider played Pa Kent, so I'll have to go with Bo.

30. NYCWD asked:

If you were a character on Heroes, what would your power be?

Does this mean that I have to pick one of the specific characters or make up my own? If I had to choose an existing character, I'd be Bob with the Midas touch. If I could make up my own, I'd take superspeed. Something moving at superspeed is almost invulnerable, has strength that is multiplied exponentially, and has time in the day to do everything he wants to do. Plus, I'd finally have an excuse for sex only taking three and a half seconds.