I guess the economic intricacies of the BCS weren't everyone's cup of tea.
Rather than do my 25 Random Things next...oy...I want to let everyone know about a blog I've added to my links on the right. Fraser From Iraq is written by my friend Ashley's friend, who I believe is an Army helicopter pilot deployed to Iraq. I've never met him, but have heard some interesting stories about him, and he seems like an interesting person. Anyway, his insights and stories also seem pretty interesting, and I think I'm going to enjoy following his first hand account of military life in Iraq, which is sprinkled with humor and political insight. Maybe some of you will too.
Also I'm adding another link, which I thought long and hard about before doing (that's what she said). Its "Hot Chicks With Douchebags." Let me explain for those of you who aren't down. How many times have you seen some ridiculous character, sporting a faux-hawk, overly tight or thin Ed Hardy shirt, flashing excessive tattoos or piercings, and flexing or preening for no apparent purpose? These guys are idiots, right, or as the kids call them these days, "douchebags." Sadly, we all know that these guys get an offensively large share of the hot chicks. There's some odd exception to evolution that draws women to these cretins, instead of to sarcastic middle age lawyers with cool cars who incessently make Top Gun and Pee Wee Herman references. I've heard. Anyway, the guy who writes this blog has way too much time on his hands. People send him pictures of "hot chicks" posing with "douchebags," which he publishes and mocks with added commentary. The mocking is often brilliant. As an expert in the art of sarcasm and insults, I give it an A+. This site is always good for several quick laughs, and although its sometimes borderline, generally its not vulgar or offensive. Unless you're a douche, of course. Enjoy.
Next-25 Mundane, err, Random Things about...[falls asleep at keyboard]
1 comment:
I love the Hot Chicks with Douchebags!!!!! I see this happen all the time when I go out to clubs, which is, you know, like, all the time! Actually, I've seen it happen with Daniela. When I am with her. And somehow, I don't get asked to be in the picture. What's that about?
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