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Christopher Walken is a great golden god. For examples confirming his status as a deity, I refer you to these:

Bobcat.mp3
Boobs.mp3

In other news, the house has not yet been burned down. It is, however a mess. I'm thinking of erecting a mighty tower of empty soda cans, an altar to a god of being home alone, or something.

I feel like going grocery shopping around 11:30 tonight.

Spiderz

Man, I know I don't need to tell anyone readng this, but the internet is sooo fucking cool! For example: sitting on my front porch, I've become well aquainted with our yard's diverse and plentiful insect population. Maybe some of you know of the Daddy Longlegs, the colloquial term for the Phalangids or Opiliones species of arachnids. You can see one over to the right there. Anywho, I'd always learned as a wee child that they were beneficial spiders who won't hurt you and take care of pesky aphids and such in the garden. Simple enough.

Then, however, came the march of classmates and the slanderous lies and misinformation they spread, much like locusts. They said that the Daddy Longlegs was the most poisonous spider in the world, but couldn't bite you because their fangs are too short to pierce human skin.

Thanks to Wikipedia, it turns out everyone's wrong! They aren't even spiders, and most of them don't have venom glands at all. And I learned all this by typing two words and clicking twice! THE INTERNET! GUHHHHHHH!!!!

Yes. So, I finally got a date for my retail training for Elitches. Wednesday. 4 days from now. Hopefully, I will start actually working by mid-August.

I've been reading the MIT Technological Review, a magazine (and webpage, I guess) run by MIT to inform you about breakthrough new technologies, risky startups, and other nerdy stuff. (typical article: "Rising Stars of Biotech") So I was reading this article on The Business of Blogging, and I learned a few helpful hints to make my blog an instant classic. Ok, here goes: Paris Hilton Paris Hilton Paris Hilton Paris Hilton Paris Hilton Paris Hilton Paris Hilton Paris Hilton Paris Hilton Paris Hilton Paris Hilton Paris Hilton Paris Hilton Paris Hilton Paris Hilton Paris Hilton Paris Hilton Paris Hilton Paris Hilton Paris Hilton Paris Hilton Paris Hilton Paris Hilton Paris Hilton Paris Hilton Paris Hilton Paris Hilton Paris Hilton Paris Hilton Paris Hilton Paris Hilton Paris Hilton Paris Hilton Paris Hilton Paris Hilton Paris Hilton Paris Hilton Paris Hilton.

Thank you.

Pimpin' Progress

Yes, friends, that is a picture of me cutting the ceremonial ribbon, opening my house to the pimping of myself and Matt. As you can see, I'm disturbingly happy. I mean, really.



Handy before and after pictures of the cabinets in our - my sitting room.



A before and after shot of the glass display table in my living room.




For some reason, there is a sign that says "Bonjour" in my house. I really don't know why. Anyway, it now says "Bono," which I think you'll agree is an improvement.


And, more random pics.

Stay tuned, kids. Pimpage is more than a one-day activity.

Yo, Bobby out.

Pimp my House

So, just got back from an interview at The Container Store, which is a cool place. I love putting stuff in boxes, and that is the truth. It turned out to be three interviews, and I thought they went well. They'll "be in touch."

Also, my parents are gone, so let the house pimpage begin. Matt's coming over, and we're turning my house into a new paradise, what with Star Wars stuff, fridges in my room, and a special surprise. I'll let you in on a little secret, now. One word. Rims. Look forward to more posts on this subject, featuring pretty pictures.

Words on a Page

As per my previous post, I find it extremely difficult to refrain from posting out of sheer boredom. I like writing, even if my words don't necessarily meet any eyes along the way. It's a way of talking wherein you can go on and on and on about any subject, and what you have to show for it is a series of neat, tidy marks on a screen. I like going for a ride on my train of thought, kind of a free association activity that's fun alone or with a friend. Observe:

Lantern
Jack-o'-Lantern
Cowboy Bebop Movie
Yoko Kanno
Tank
Abrams
Dentist
Retainer
Wall
Drug
Brian
Hippie
Woodstock
Snoopy
Lacrosse
Titanium Shaft
John Shaft
Samuel L.
Mace Windu
Christopher Walken
Dead Zone
The ice is gonna break
Breakin' the law
Judas Priest

See, I could go on for hours. You have no idea what I'm talking about, but it makes sense to me.

Furthermore, I'm sitting on my front porch, as is the custom of my people in order to better leech off a neighbor's wireless network. It's a bit hot outside, and I hear it's going to hit 90 for the next few days. My parents are going out of town for a month, so I have the place to myself.

Looking back at that paragraph, it doesn't seem to be all that coherent

I like batman, but I'm not a fan of the style of comic book illustration that makes the heroes inhumanly musclely. It just looks weird. I mean, don't people wonder "Hey, why does Bruce Wayne have more muscle tone than Dolph Lundgren?"

<= I do not like this style

Yeah, it's hot out here.

Mission Statement

So, yesterday I wrote three blog entries, This is not due to some medical condition bordering on obssesive-compulsive disorder, but something close.

I'm bored.

Summer is usually boring to a point; it's supposed to be. That's one thing that's so great about it. There comes a time, however, when it's good to do stuff. In my case, thanks to the good people at Six Flags Elitch Gardens, "stuff" means cashiering. I finished orientation yesterday, and now I have to take retail training god knows when. I just hope I start working sometime before September.

In other news, my laptop is awesome. I just finished getting all my old files and such onto it, and I'm currently re-organizing my music so I don't have to listen to "Unknown Artist - Unknown Album - Unknown Song.mp3" any more. Not that it isn't a great song, mind you. Nay, it is truly a fine recording, fit for kings and emperors.

In any case, look forward to me writing an insane number of entries until I start actually doing something, or become bored even with this. Whichever comes first.

Yo, Bobby out.

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Top 10 Convoy Songs

10. Ramones - Havana Affair
9. Canned Heat - Going up the Country
8. John Williams - Raiders Theme
7. Yoko Kanno and the Seatbelts - Tank!
6. Tokyo Ska Paradise Orchestra - Scaravan
5. Charlie Daniels Band - Devil Went Down to Georgia
4. Deep Purple - Highway Star
3. Queen - Bohemian Rhapsody
2. Blues Brothers - Peter Gunn Theme
1. John Williams - Star Wars Imperial March

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