Not that you care, but the Penguins fourth goal in game four of the Stanley Cup Finals is an absolutely beautiful goal. I've seen the replay a few times now and still captivating.
Riding back from NYC on the train with Jackie was an interesting expirience. For starters it's the first time I can remember where I rode back in the daylight. So that was fun. But the real excitement was provided by an old lady in the seat in front of us. Upon boarding the train she was a little chatty with her husband. Which I was ok with, because you know that's what people do on a train. They talk to each other. After a few minutes they got quiet and started reading their paper, while Jackie and I discussed very relevant and appropriate topics including but not limited to, when she would move to NYC and how are old friends of hers doing and such. While that was going on the old woman was making remarks under her breath, but clearly loud enough for us to hear her. All in all she was an ass. And because of being raised not to be a dick to people, and my general apathy, I just let it go. But I wish I wasn't so awesome and polite, would have been some fun to get into an argument with her, certainly would have been a good way to pass the time.
The old lady's antics got me thinking, how much longer until I'm old enough to pull that shit, you know just be a complete dick to people? Five years? Twenty? Thirty? I'm hoping for sooner rather than later because it seems like fun.
Fun fact, took a facebook quiz type thing to determine how gay I am once and for all, and one of the questions was "how often do you listen to coldplay?"
btw, 24%.
Andrew WK + Explosions = Best Game Show. Ever. Of all times.
Watch the preview it will be the best minute and half of your life, you know barring any time I naked around you.
I don't know what to believe in anymore. First the Red Wings lose the Stanley Cup despite far superior beards, and then Mets perfect closer is no longer perfect because AROD is clearly the sneakiest man of all time. I hate life right now.
"There's a reason why I drink,
there's a reason why I'll die here
singing along to comfortless verses and smashing glasses of wine to prove my point"
Eleventh He Reaches London "Britain and Structure"
Maine was pretty fantastic. Got to hang out with some good friends and do lots of fun things inlcuding but not limited to...
-Beach stuff
-Federal Jack's, and having my venegance.
-Gritty McDuffs and going to look at the brewery only to end up outside.
-Red Hook, and it's awesome things like cheap awesome tours guided by Byron. Postcards to drunkenly write out. Good food. Legendary sampler. Free ingredients and a rather exciting ride home, that I slept through most of.
-Finally getting ice cream.
-Reggae bands and 25 cent pbr. Not that I had any, went classy with Arogant Bastard Ale.
-Pitch and putt golf, throwing left handed for a hole in one on sixteen then promptly taking five strokes to make it.
-Learning new fighting techniques then immediately using them against Tim.
-Taking over the world in Risk.
-Autonomous Collectives.
-Tim ruining said ACs.
-Snorlax and his ability to destroy Tim.
-Finally, finishing Notes From A Small Island and starting Boys of Winter.
-That damn kid ruining my birthday and saying I look like the devil.
True story, there's a book about to grow your penis on the internets for downloads. And no, I didn't download it. Yet.
The new Cobra Starship song, "Good Girls Go Bad" is so incredibly catchy. But it's also making it harder to continue to support and preach the greatness that was Midtown. Damn you Gabe.
The new All Time Low record is a good pop punk record. And their lead single, "Damned if I Do Ya(Damned If I Don't) which was produced sounds like it would fit right in on Butch's own Left of Self Centered. You know with the obvious exception being that Butch has better vocals.
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