17 December 2004
16 December 2004
15 December 2004
Hitchhiker's Guide to the Middle of Nowhere
I always thought it would be neat to go hitch-hiking as long as you didn't have to talk to whoever picked you up. I would just sit silently in the passenger seat and look directly ahead. I think it would be best to make up some sort of business card to hand to the driver saying you are a deaf-mute. This would enable you to ride for hours in this silent manner.
13 December 2004
Jerk-Proof
There's also no such thing as "environmentally-friendly." The environment doesn't need friends, because it is the environment. And even if the environment wanted friends, do you really think it would want to be friends with you? I mean, come on, look at you.
I don't think it's really "gay" if you are a guy who has a crush on Indiana Jones. O to cling fast to that sweaty, swashbuckling archaeologist as you swing across an ancient, bottomless chasm, chased by a furious, desperate squad of natives who've for generations sworn to protect what you've just stolen from them, your cheek rubbing against his stubbly man-cheek...