If you measured how long shampoo and/or body wash lasts, the halfway point would be approximately here:
Is it just me, or does anyone else see the Norv Turner getting fired, Lane Kiffin getting hired, the Chargers get a high draft pick and waste it on the Honey Badger, perfect storm shaping up?
My friends’ aunt tried selling her handmade greeting cards to family and guests all Thanksgiving day. I guess in the past she’s even set up a table in the living room.
The Baseball Hall of Fame Ballots just came out, and somehow Jeff Bagwell has missed it on his first two tries. I will forgive this egregious error if it allows for him to be inducted with another should-be HOFamer Craig Biggio.
So me and bigorangematty decided to put up the official Sketchouse Christmas tree up the other day, and started stringing lights up on it. Without planning, we ended up with this color combo of lights on our first three strands below. Any ideas for what we should do for a star on top?
Does anyone else feel that Daniel Day Lewis is exactly what you imagined Abraham Lincoln would be like?
Black Friday is starting to get on my nerves more every year. Aside from the whole commercialism aspect, the expectation of violence, and the fact that spending a grip of money is the exact opposite of savings, the effect it has on families is pretty significant. I’ve heard several stories from friends this year about the great lengths they’ve gone to spend quality time with family, only to have other family members leave Thanksgiving dinner early to go stand in line for hours to ‘save’ a few bucks. Every single one of them would rather have the family time over the present. And stores opening up on thanksgiving evening? Way over the line.
I was introduced to the binary scale of women a few weeks ago, and I have to say I’m a huge fan. It takes all of the pointless debate about how hot someone is on a scale of 1-10, and simplifies the conversation to an easy ‘would you go out with them’ yes (1) or no (0). Evidently, we were on to something passing notes in third grade.
Here’s the transcript from the beginning of a conversation I had with my friend bestbuy a couple weeks ago:
Me: Hola, it’s been a while. What’s the latest with you and the fam these days?
Bestbuy: Hey man, are you in a serious relationship right now? I mean, seeing anyone… I mean dating… I mean… I’m not sure how to do this.
Me: Are you trying to set me up with one of your friends?
Bestbuy: Yeah. I’m not sure how to do that.
Me: Let’s start with her name.
Bestbuy: do you know my friend Matt EnterLastName?
Me: Not interested.
Me: That’s not an answer that should start with a guys name.
Bestbuy: Gotcha. There’s a girl [Charlotte] that we all want you to hook up with. I mean go out with.
Me: Let’s go with option two.
The conversation may have started out a little rough, but fortunately her friend had sent him a biographical email including pics to fwd to me as coercion. It worked, she’s a solid 1, and we’ve been out several times in the past few weeks. Hopefully there’ll be more details on that later.
As much as I wanted Mike Trout to get the MVP this year, I’m stoked that Miguel Cabrera got the award. The Triple Crown is a rare classic in baseball, and Miggy’s winning is proof that traditional baseball values still apply. Besides, I have a feeling Trout’s going to have plenty of MVP trophies before he hangs up his cleats.
I’m not embarrassed to admit that I have copious amounts of cereal for dinner on a regular basis.
If you’re at an all-you-can-eat breakfast buffet and they have a whole bin full of bacon how much do you out on your plate? One one hand, you don’t want to look like a pig (no pun intended), but on the other hand, it’s bacon.