Arabs are pretty awesome, what can I say buddy? In general, we're a kind and generous people my main man. Sometimes a few Arabs go crazy and make everybody suspicious and angry, but that basically happens for every other people everywhere too (except white people). I hope that by writing a positive review of Arabs this blog doesn't get banned in Switzerland, but I didn't want any of their Nazi gold anyway.
This is a pretty good Belgian style beer, but I drank one of these last night and then felt sick all the way until now. I blame Europe.
It depends if you want to write or attach things together. Uh, what else is on my desk? A coffee mug? A Jerome Iginla action figure? THIS BLOG IS NOT DEAD GODDAMNIT!
I'd sure like to eat it now, but there's no telling when a student is going to show up for his or her scheduled conference, and if I'm eating it when a student comes to my office then I'll show weakness by proving that I, like all humans, must eat. Also, it's hard to pick a reasonable color for turkey in MSPaint.
Nobody ever wanted to see a repeat of the disastrous presidency of FDR, so they decided that term limits should be set up for future presidents of the country. I guess that's a good thing, because Clinton probably could have been reelected, which would have been TERRIBLE! He lied under oath guys. Also, I'm sure Barack Obama could serve like 50 terms since he's the Antichrist and a master of devilish trickery.
This was a pretentiously named blog I started three years ago that had a bunch of other posters. We would blog about a specific topic every week. It was a good idea at first, but everybody else wanted to pick smart, thoughtful, political topics, and I wanted to spend the least amount of time and energy possible writing my entries. BAM.
Sometimes you will be talking to a person and then they say a thing that is odd or weird and you chuckle. That person has what is known as "Comedy Style" to scientists and other smartos. Comedy Style isn't easy to come by because it demands a careful balance of muscles and seratonin, but sometimes a person who has Comedy Style can come up and have a show or a special and say a dozen odd or weird things in a row that make you laugh or even chortle. In these tough economic times America needs Comedy Style more than ever, and those lucky individuals who possess it should be revered as the Patriots they are.
You got your poem about blue jays published in the Iowa Review? You're famous! Congratulations, John Keats!
When I bought this in 9th grade, my first Sonic Youth album, I thought I was so cool. To be fair, I was pretty right.
Argh, I think they're dropping down from the ceiling. WHAT COULD THEY POSSIBLY WANT FROM ME?
One More Day seems even worse looking back, because JMS worked very hard to get Peter and MJ back together throughout his run just to have Joe Quesada be a huge dick and make him magic them apart again.
The story is some incomprehensible nonsense about all the tech bad guys in the Marvel Universe working for some super terrorist, so Nick Fury sacrifices... you know what? It's got some pretty painted pictures and that's about it.
Thanos gets ultimate power, kills all the heroes, destroys the universe, then undoes everything at the very last second. Didn't we already see Jim Starlin do this?
I don't know if it's blogger malaise or what, but this was our worst month ever in post numbers. I'm going to try to fix that really quick. (Quantity > Quality)
Much like linguists, music dorks are no fun at a party. Next time you encounter a music dork at a party and they're spouting off about how Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band is some sort of pinnacle of human achievement, tell them that the Beach Boys album Pet Sounds is better (even if you don't believe it). First, they'll be a bit shocked, like they just saw you shit on John Lennon's grave or something. Then they'll be insulted, because secretly they know Pet Sounds is awesome. After that, they'll likely turn their back to you and start rattling on about jazz or Captain Beefheart or something. You'll probably get the stink eye from them the rest of the time you're at the party, but don't let it bother you, you ruined their whole night in just a matter of seconds.
Orbitz was a clear, thick, fruit-flavoured drink full of slimy little balls that slid down your throat like the semen of some horrible cartoon incubus. I think it was called Orbitz because you needed a healthy dose of Newton's inverse-square law to keep from puking it back up, or maybe it was supposed to sound futuristic or something. The 1990's were so fucking stupid.
Approximately as stupid as I expected, which, consequentially, was as stupid as I was looking for.
Daredevil Vol. 5: Out
Fantastic Four: 1234
The Incredible Hulk Vol. 3: Abominable
Mean Streets is a 1973 film directed by Martin Scorsese, starring Harvey Keitel and Robert De Niro. The film centers on Keitel's character Charlie, a small time debt collector for the local mafia. Charlie struggles to find a balance between his religious beliefs, his work for the mafia, his epileptic girlfriend, and his boisterous friend Johnny Boy (played by a young De Niro). Though shot cheaply in a loose hand-held style, it is interesting to see Scorsese's first attempt at tackling some of the themes that would become synonymous with his later work (Catholicism, New York, the mafia, Robert De Niro, etc.). For today's audiences, the film works better as a time capsule, capturing hungry young actors, a gritty vision of New York, and a brilliant director working his way up from his B movie roots. 
When I was a kid, I’d see people win trips to Chuck E. Cheese’s on American game shows and I never got that it was a gross pizza place—I figured they served some exotic food product (huge blocks of cheese?) covered in the same orange powder they put on cheesies. I also didn't expect to see so many dead cockroaches lying around, although in hindsight the rat mascot should've given it away. However, my 3-year-old son had the time of his life playing all the crusty games, so I'm sure we'll be back.
Riding a bus can be a lot like a trip to the VD clinic. You have to wait around with a bunch of people who are there for the same reason you are, none of whom are usually too happy to be there. You don't really want to touch anything or get involved with anyone else who happens to be there beyond eye contact or exchanging brief pleasantries. You hope that you never have to repeat the experience, but deep down you know you'll be back. Also, you can be pretty sure that everyone around you has crabs. 
If nuts are sexy, and trucks are sexy, then nuts on your truck should be super sexy, right? That kind of logic can't fail! Well, actually, yes it can, and that's why you have a 10th grade education and work at the dog food factory.
About 150,000 years ago, some apes figured out that if they used a stick to beat on another stick while they talked, they could get other apes to pay attention and maybe even have sex with them, and metered verse was born. While the technique has long been abandoned by serious contemporary American poets, as well as other champions of liberty like Ezra Pound and T.S. Eliot, a few foreign poets such as Homer, Chaucer and Shakespeare have had modest success with it. In conclusion, it’s difficult to write in meter during a 90-second commercial break, especially if one is using both hands to cram Chick-fil-A into one’s slavering maw.
What, you want me to use iambs and rhymes and shit? This is poetry, man, it's not supposed to be work. Here's a description of a bird I once saw getting eaten by a smaller bird instead. Also, I don't even like using line breaks so now it's a prose poem.
This was written by Robert Morales, writer of Truth, who was supposed to have a long run on the book in which he was going to have Captain America become president. It's an interesting idea, but Marvel was like, nah, let's cancel this book and have Christopher Priest write an incomprehensible Captain America & The Falcon book instead. So all you end up having is a good story revolving around Gitmo and innocent A-rab men being dragged through Havana, then three forgettable issues to close out the run. Oh right, and art by the amazing Chris Bachalo.
Released in 1935, A Night at the Opera is a musical comedy featuring Groucho, Chico and Harpo of the Marx Brothers. The plot of the movie revolves around the Brothers' attempts to assist and unite two opera singers whilst also wreaking havoc on a number of snooty socialites. Despite being called A Night at the Opera, the movie is not overly bogged down by musical numbers (though there is a piano routine by Chico and a harp routine by Harpo). The movie contains a number of good gags, including the stateroom scene, the contract negotiation between Groucho and Chico and the sabotage of the opera at the film's climax. Though entertaining, the movie has some problems with pacing (due in part to WWII-era censors removing scenes and dialogue that referenced Italy). Also, those unfamiliar with the works of the Marx Brothers are likely to find that the impact of their gags and style has been lessened by decades of homages and reinterpretations. 
Congratulations! If your computer were a person, it would have syphilis, gonorrhea, chlamydia, crabs, heartworm, tapeworm, roundworm, ringworm, fibromyalgia, epilepsy, and a fleet of surveillance vans following it wherever it went. But hey, at least you can listen to Fruity Loops while you roll pennies, you broke motherfucker.
Congratulations! You're officially the hippest, least racist, most humanitarian, kindest, gentlest, biggest dicked/tightest vaged computer users on the face of the whole planet. Now if only I could ever in a million years afford one of your electronic crash boxes then I would be able to count myself lucky enough to join the ranks of the elite.
A Month Of Halloweenie Reviews #28
Wow Containers are plastic containers for people with no sense of capacity or volume. Say you made some food, but you made more than you could eat in one sitting. You could waste that leftover food (the new fad that's sweeping the nation) or you could store it in a container, so that it might be enjoyed at a later date. If you wanted to store said food and you were anything other than a complete moron, you would take a container that you already owned and then you would fill that container to full or nearly full capacity. Then, if there was still more food to be stored, you would simply repeat the process with another container. But now, thanks to Wow Containers patent pending Universal Quick Snap technology, there's a better way.
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