Arabs Are Funny
Posted on 8 March 2010 | 5 responses
Every so often, we find something to do on a Saturday night that doesn’t consist solely of drinking. At home. By ourselves. While trying to one-up each other with YouTube clips in the “music video nostalgia game.”
Last Saturday was one such night.
We ventured out of the house and into a comedy club to watch Brian Posehn, who is probably known best for his role on the Sarah Silverman Program. He also did a voice over in this year’s Scooby Doo! Abracadabra-Doo. Chances are, you haven’t seen either. But I can assure you he is HILARIOUS. Really funny guy. Read more ⇒
My Money’s on Siobhan Magnus
Posted on 3 March 2010 | No responses
I love this girl. She’s cute, she can sing, and she wore a t-shirt under a tube dress.
Aerial Skiers… Wow
Posted on 26 February 2010 | 1 response
I’ve been impressed by athletes before.
But HOLY MOTHER OF ALL THINGS HUMANS SHOULD NEVER ATTEMPT, the aerial skiers have been blowing my mind for the past couple of nights.
My heart literally races as I watched them flirt with death (or at least paralysis) for Olympic glory.
I mean, just imagine what it must be like.
It’s dark. You can barely see through the fog. And you’re about to catapult yourself off a vertical ramp to *hopefully* fly 50 feet in the air, do a bunch of acrobatics and then *hopefully* land on your feet, which—don’t forget—are still strapped into skis. Oh, and the whole world is watching.
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Falling Out of Bed
Posted on 23 February 2010 | No responses
I fell out of bed on Sunday morning. Does that even happen to grownups?
It actually reminded me of one of my favorite Smiths’ lyrics, only far less romantic.
The incident turned out to be the first in a string of rude awakenings I would experience over the next couple of days.
On Sunday night (or I guess, Monday morning), I dreamt I was on an elevator ride from hell. I traveled up and down and up and down (and sometimes from side to side!) at terrifying speeds. I knew someone was out to get me and I couldn’t get out. I woke up scared shitless and short of breath. Read more ⇒
“Mad As a Box of Frogs” and Other English Expressions
Posted on 11 February 2010 | 17 responses
I lived in London for two years and I’m not gonna lie, there were a lot of things I didn’t like about the place: the gloomy weather, the 3:30 p.m. winter sunsets, the congested (and overpriced) public transport, rampant petty theft, chavs, the cost of living, substandard customer service…
Hey, I said a lot didn’t I?
But there are a lot of things I don’t like about most places.
If there’s one thing I learned in my years as a nomad it’s that wherever you go, the pros and cons—however different in nature—pretty much even out. Duh, right? It only took me six years and lot of heartache to realize that.
But that’s another post for another time.
On to what I loved about England: my friends, free healthcare, Newcastle accents, socially acceptable pub lunches any day of the week, the architecture, the tabloids, four weeks’ vacation, Madchester, did I mention the pub lunches?
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