July 24th, 2002 by eviljim | Permalink
Okay, so altoids introduces a new candy and shoves it down those mini-aisles that entangle the checkout area. The candy looks innocent enough, surely, as you can see below:
Yup, a perfectly innocent candy treat, right? Yeah, until you open it:
You see, apparently it is now legal to package, distribute, and sell sour crack conviniently placed near your checkout lane. Mmmm, crack.
July 24th, 2002 by eviljim | Permalink
Pepsi Blue is the most tasty beverage I’ve had in a long time. Seriously. For some reason someone in Ohio mailed me twelve bottles and I’m quite glad they did. The stuff won’t hit the shelves until August 5th and I now realize I must ration my 10 remaining bottles so I don’t run out before then.
Try it, really, once it comes out. You won’t regret the greatalicious flavor. (It tastes, I should mention, like blue. If you ever freebased blue, it would be this.)
Mmmmm.
July 24th, 2002 by eviljim | Permalink
We all get angry at one point or another — sure, the things that upset each of us vary, but there’s something that’s guaranteed to tick off each and every one of us.
The thing that bothers me above all else — and bear with me here, because I’m not sure if this happens to other people — is when I’ll get pissed off about something in particular… then, while still being pissed, forget completely WHY I originally got pissed off. It just bothers me beyond all belief that I HAVE a good reason to be ticked off, but just can’t remember it.
So, really, does this happen to anyone but me?
July 22nd, 2002 by eviljim | Permalink
I like to think that, for some reason, small events often set the mood for occassions. A subtle joke, a passing animal, a strange looking local freak… whatever. Sometimes you can just see something and say ‘okay, I know exactly how this weekend is going to go.’
This weekend I went on a trip with some friends of mine, including my soon-to-be-school-roommate Brian. On our way to Destination Ohio by car (anywhere from a 5 to, sadly, 9 hour ride) we stopped at one of Indiana’s beautiful and scenic rest stops for lunch.
I take a look to my left, and immediately, I know exactly how this weekend is going to go. This is what pulled up:
Yeah. That’s the stuff.
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