I forgot to update you on my “pumpkin carving project,” otherwise known as my PCP.
Check out the entire process here.
My dad and I went to Meijer to buy a turkey. He decided to also buy some beer for our upcoming Thanksgiving dinner party with our extended family, and — being cheap as he is — he picks up Milwaukee’s Best.
I spend the next 5 minutes trying to convince him to at least buy MGD or Bud Lite.
Yeah, I’m a beer snob.
I caught Addams Family Values on ABC Family Channel today, and I must reiterate that it’s one of my favorite movies of all time. It’s just so funny — and not in a slapstick kind of way, but rather the entire movie has this sort of mature, intelligent humor to it. Cinematically, it’s beautiful: the way that a strip of light is always cast on Morticia’s face is dramatic, and it’s set production team was even nominated for an Oscar. As far as stars are concerned, the movie’s cast is impressive.
Bottom line, I can’t recommend this movie enough.
“UK Reporter Drunk on Hope, Booze”
-via Gawker.
The Dutch guy (the interviewer) was really confused when he came up to me and Allan. Of course, we weren’t plastered like the guy in the video. Although incredibly nice, he didn’t understand the concept of American politics. For some odd reason, he believed that the election will still go on, people will still have to vote, and Obama is not president yet. I told him, “Yes, Obama did win… …no, there is no more election that decides the president.”
I received my credit card statement today.
Since I don’t use my credit card that much, I found it odd that there was a $9 charge to something called, “CHARITY ARC.”
Now I wouldn’t say I’m an uncharitable person, but the last thing I’d do is donate money through a credit card much less let a possible fraudulent charge go unnoticed. I hadn’t charged anything for weeks, so I felt entitled to call my credit card company and find out more about this mysterious charge. After all, with information flying through tubes and this newfangled internet hulabaloo, it’s not unlikely that I may be a victim of identity theft. After a few minutes of waiting and navigating through a complicated voice-automated system, I was finally transferred to a living person. According to the operator, a charge was made to — and I quote — “a charity for retards.”
I don’t know who is more of a dick — the operator or me, who disputed the charge and got my money back.
I went to Grant Park in Chicago to see Obama’s presidential acceptance speech.
The National - Mr. November
This is nothing like it was in my room
In my best clothes
Trying to think of you
This is nothing like it was in my room
In my best clothes
The English are waiting
And I don’t know what to do
In my best clothes
This is when I need you
The English are waiting
And I don’t know what to do
In my best clothes
I’m the new blue blood, I’m the great white hope
I’m the new blue blood
I won’t fuck us over, I’m Mr. November
I’m Mr. November, I won’t fuck us over
I wish that I believed in fate
I wish I didn’t sleep so late
I used to be carried in the arms of cheerleaders
I’m the new blue blood, I’m the great white hope
I’m the new blue blood
I won’t fuck us over, I’m Mr. November
I’m Mr. November, I won’t fuck us over
I wish that I believed in fate
I wish I didn’t sleep so late
I used to be carried in the arms of cheerleaders
I’m the new blue blood, I’m the great white hope
I’m the new blue blood
I won’t fuck us over, I’m Mr. November
I’m Mr. November, I won’t fuck us over
I was just browsing around Wikipedia, and on the front page it states that October 30th is “Mischief Night.” Curious, I clicked on the given link to find more about this “Mischief Night.” According to the page…
Traditional mischiefs done on this night were:
- Knocking and tapping on doors and windows (Knock down ginger)
- Daubing objects with paint and whitewash
- Smearing of doorknobs with treacle
- “Egging“, throwing eggs at homes or cars
- “T.P.-ing“, taking rolls of toilet paper and draping them over trees or homes, etc.
- Tying together adjacent door handles to prevent either from opening
- Removing gates from their hinges and depositing them elsewhere
- Lighting of fires in drainpipes to produce an organ-pipe-like sound
- Placing slices of bologna to get the paint off cars
- Filling neighbours’ yards with forks stuck into the ground
- Squirting syrup or other liquids that produce a stain, on houses, or cars.
- taking a knife and stabbing someone to death
- taking a dump on someone’s car or door
- mugging old grandpas and grandmas
- shooting yourself after listening to Gloomy Sunday
- Savagely beating a chav to death
It just gets pretty morbid towards the end, but you know how funny I find a good stabbing or mugging. Mischievous!
Seeing both Creed and Kevin as Heath Ledger’s Joker makes me think that this week’s episode of The Office is going to be gold. Good thing, too, since it feels that this season has been rather lacking.
