07-12-2004, 07:31 PM
My cousin Daniel is two years old. I have absolutely no concept of what his abilities should be at this point. I was thinking he?d be potty trained and working on multiplication tables by now. In reality, he watches "Dora the Explorer" all day while shitting himself.
What the hell is the point of 40-second shock protection on a Discman? It really makes no sense. Have you ever hit a bump that lasted 40 seconds?
On one of my favorite shows on television, "Curb Your Enthusiasm," theyre always discussing the cut-off time for calling people at night. Its generally recognized as 10 or 10:30pm, with special extensions for birth or death. Twentysomethings? rules are a little more lax. We can pretty much call each other until 1am on a weekday, with special extensions if you have a really funny story about hooking up with a girl rated above a twelve-pack. The more important cut-off time is how early you can call a twentysomething on a weekend morning. I dont even turn my phone on until noon. But for some reason, my parents always try to call me at 9am. Maybe because they have nothing better to do.
Memo to dudes who gel their hair up into a little mohawk: see, that was cool like way back in the day, then it was out for a while, then it came back. And now that youre doing it, well, I think its pretty safe to say its lame again.
I dont quite know why, but I just hate people who put bumper stickers on their cars. It just seems so pointless to me, like seeing your political views while Im stuck in traffic is going to change my opinion. Maybe it speaks to the unity of this great country. Because whether youre for the war or against it, were all still dumb enough to deface our fenders for no reason.
What the hell is the point of 40-second shock protection on a Discman? It really makes no sense. Have you ever hit a bump that lasted 40 seconds?
On one of my favorite shows on television, "Curb Your Enthusiasm," theyre always discussing the cut-off time for calling people at night. Its generally recognized as 10 or 10:30pm, with special extensions for birth or death. Twentysomethings? rules are a little more lax. We can pretty much call each other until 1am on a weekday, with special extensions if you have a really funny story about hooking up with a girl rated above a twelve-pack. The more important cut-off time is how early you can call a twentysomething on a weekend morning. I dont even turn my phone on until noon. But for some reason, my parents always try to call me at 9am. Maybe because they have nothing better to do.
Memo to dudes who gel their hair up into a little mohawk: see, that was cool like way back in the day, then it was out for a while, then it came back. And now that youre doing it, well, I think its pretty safe to say its lame again.
I dont quite know why, but I just hate people who put bumper stickers on their cars. It just seems so pointless to me, like seeing your political views while Im stuck in traffic is going to change my opinion. Maybe it speaks to the unity of this great country. Because whether youre for the war or against it, were all still dumb enough to deface our fenders for no reason.
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