I feel stupid for always linking to Hugh from Standing Room Only, but
you really need to read this entry. But please read the whole thing. Take 30 seconds of your life to stop doing the seven other things that are constantly eating at tiny fragments of your attention span and just read that posting. For me.
You didn’t finish it. Go back.
Someone jacked a postal truck in the hood and took the silly right-hand-drive thing on a 20 mph car
chase for four hours. Miami is awesome.
Another example of why Courtney Love does not deserve to exist. Here she strips and acts stupid in a cab for some Brit magazine. Her time is so over (because everyone finally figured out she was a talentless, ugly whore) and all she can do now is make a bigger and bigger show of herself until everyone points at her and laughs every time she emerges from her cave of depression and isolation, which is built out of pure diamonds, purchased through ongoing revenue from Nirvana’s work.
via Supermodels Are Lonelier Than You Think
Gossip about everyone on Earth with some notable exceptions — including my two favorite heirs-to-a-fortune.
Personal favorite entry: Drudge, Matt. FOD (gay –t) and egg fetishist who’s done great damage to his gay brothers and sisters by aiding the cause of fascists, intolerant orthodox Christians, and conservative scum. Ethically challenged hypocritical lackey and moral catamite to right-wingers. We remember you from the old days, Matt-o, and when you fall back to obscurity we’ll be waiting with sharpened knives.
via Gawker
Who says koalas are cute? This Yahoo News photo proves that they’re actually hideous creatures and maybe we could make burgers out of them.
Just kidding about that last part.
Lonely. Need me a coot.
I just went to the bathroom and tripped over a pair of shoes and cursed the owner and the owner was me.
He’s on Conan pimping his clothing and miscellaneous other gear in a totally shameless fashion. That’s truly lame.
Mr. Dr. Atkins, I’m sorry for insulting you so viciously during the first part of my induction phase. I no longer crave bread — tonight at dinner Raul had a big basket of delicious bread with olive oil and vinegar and I didn’t even flinch. My cravings are gone (mostly — potato soup is still a weakness) and I’ve lost two pounds since Tuesday (weighed myself Thursday morning). I’m happy and encouraged.
We’ll see what happens next.
So ends today’s extra-exciting diet update.
Why haven’t I seen this fantastic video before?
An illustrated history of pro wrestling in Northern California