Chas? Is that you?
The Living A'rn
If Locke and I ever do an album (and there is still a possibility that this might happen,) then this will be the cover.
Hair sells for a lot
Amanda and I are trying to sell her hair. It turns out that hair - especially say, 14-15 inches, goes for anywhere between $500-$800. Just search “sell your hair” on Google and a bunch of links for it come up.
I mean, all that hype about “Locks for Love” is cool and all, but five hundred smackers? I love helping people as much as the next guy, but…FIVE HUNDRED SMACKERS.
I made this for the back cover of the doodoronomy album.
A blast from the past: The Hella Show logo.
“By that point, the fuckin’ game will be over!”
I went to see Squirrel Nut Zippers last night with my wife and it was awesome. After we left, some superfake, flakey couple came up to me and Mr. Brodydude was all like,
“Hey, ‘sup brah, y’know where there’s a sports bar around here so I can watch that Lakers game?”
I should note at this point that I have no relational ties to this person, whether by blood or by marriage.
I told him I didn’t, but I noted that there’s probably a sports bar somewhere up and down the main drag (N. Vernon) that’s outside of the Birchmere.
I then kinda perked up and realized something - since we were so close to DC, he could just head up 395 and get into Georgetown within a few minutes, and there are plenty of sports bars there.
…which, when I explained this, he rebutted with, “By that point, the fuckin’ game will be over!”
I don’t give a flying fuck about your retarded troglodyte ball-throwing game.
Go take your over-make-up’ed fake-o girlfriend, your Abercrombie gear and your Nissan Z and work on cramming them all up into your rectum. Once you’ve done that successfully, maybe I’ll volunteer more of my time to help you out further.
This is about what I saw.
Locked out!
Brodie and I went for a run yesterday before the bigass thunderstorm rolled in. It was a nice run, save the fact that, when I got back to my apartment, it turned out that the apt. key had gone flying off somewhere during the run! Big dog and I went back to where I had lost it and searched for like 15-20 minutes, trying to find the key, ‘cuz I had NO way back into the apartment OR my truck - the only two places that I could think of as being relative “safe haven” while a giant thunderstom is rolling in.
Many, MANY thanks to one of the women in my apartment complex who allowed me to use her phone in order to call for some help. One of the apartment tech dudes let me back in and I was mega-greatful for his help.
So, long story short - what started as a 1/2 hour run turned into 2 and 1/2 hours trying to get somebody to let me into my own home. Yeesh!
Mulpuri before he became a professor. Rock, rock on!
This, too, is true.
This is also true.
It’s true.
You should GIS for numbers.
I recently started google-image-searching for random numbers. It’s kinda neat what comes up. It’s cool that there are so many different images out there that are simply assigned a number and shoved down the series of tubes.
Now, be careful - you can’t just type in a large-ass string of numbers and expect awesomeness. You have to search 4-digit or 3-digit strings in order to find truly interesting stuff.
For example, 4903 are the last four digits of an oscillator chip. I GIS’d “4903” and you get all sorts of crazy, neat stuff.
Try it out!
I pray for academic divine intervention.
Dec. 3rd: 434 Final
Dec. 6th: Mp3 is due
Dec. 7th: 263 Final
Dec. 11th: 433 Final
Dec. 13th: 445 final, 262 final
Dec. 17th: 433 project due, 460 final
Good fucking lord. Please save me.
