World Cup, whoo, exciting! The office seemed quiet this morning. In particular, I came in this morning to see my manager’s jacket and bag at his unoccupied desk in the cubicle next to mine. Two hours later I still hadn’t heard or seen him at all, so I figured he might have just left it […]
Sad Keanu This is too weird not to share. The internet is a wonderful place. Song to download: Passion Pit – Tonight, Tonight
Oh no. Apparently we’re having a team event today for work, where we’re all going to have a picnic at the beach. Unfortunately they only announced this new updated plan last Thursday…while I was away from the office. And obviously as I ain’t no chump, I didn’t bother to check my email on the weekend. […]
I cannot be the only guy that thinks that show The Mentalist has a really stupid title. I see “mentalist” and I think of immature derogatory terms like “gaylord” or “dickweed” – the show might as well be called The Stupid Retarded Guy, “mentalist” means the same thing to me anyway. Where am I going […]
Scraped knees, a bruised and bloodied thumbnail, various aches in previously unknown muscle groups, regular bouts of devastating anxiety and self hatred, a compulsive need to repeat it all again the next week…diagnosis: softball. I surely suffer from some sort of mental disorder that makes me constantly yearn to play softball, and yet at the […]
Something something something, links LET’S GO – Whoa, first glimpse of a new Mortal Kombat movie? Of course not you dummies. It’s clearly the intro of a new game, one that seems like a huge departure from the previous iterations. Which is pretty noteworthy news by itself, actually. How could an actual movie remain under […]
Check out Armando Galarraga getting shafted out of a perfect game by an absolutely terrible call at first, with 2 out in the 9th inning. Hi-larious! There have already been two perfect games and a no-hitter pitched this season…another perfect game on top of that would have been too insane. Eat it, Detroit. Armando Galarraga’s […]
One day, I will restore our glorious tagboard so that we don’t need to rely on this barbaric comment system that’s completely spam infested. Unfortunately that day is not today. – I know now that Roy Halladay’s perfect game would never have happened in Toronto. It could only happen in Philadelphia. Only when he could […]