I was reading some article on Slashdot a few days ago (I don't remember which one) and someone posted this quote from "Buffy the Vampire Slayer":
Anya: OK. A man walks in to the office of a doctor. He's wearing on his head, um, oh wait, there's a duck, is that right?
Guy From Audience: You suck!
Anya: Quiet, you'll miss the humorous conclusion.
And for some reason, I thought that was extremely funny, even though I didn't really watch the show and quite liked the movie when it came out. Even with Rutger Hauer.
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Yes, it's almost the end of January. But everyone needs to tell someone their New Year's resolutions, otherwise who will commiserate with you when you break them?
Whereas, it is a New Year and Resolutions are traditionally created for a New Year,
Whereas, it is tradition to enumerate such Resolutions in a list,
Therefore, I do resolve as follows:
Be it resolved, that this year I will do more writing.
Yes, I know it's been almost 1.5 years since I've written in this thing. I keep getting crap about it from almost anyone who knows I have one of these things. So more writing in the blog. More writing emails to people. More writing code, because I have some ideas for projects that I really should try to get running. And lastly, more writing in general. I have all these little people running around in my head, saying and doing all these things with each other, and I think the only way to get them out is to write about them. They keep me up at night.
Be it resolved, that this year I will stay in touch with the people in my life. Or if they have fallen out of my life, I will bring them back in.
Apparently, my friend
Bert has an entire site with a blog and all sorts of
ginchy pictures and everything. And I'm not saying that they're ginchy just because I happened to turn up in two of them. And the things is, we haven't really talked to each other in quite a while and there is all this stuff that's happened to both of us that neither of us know about. To turn a phrase, we've become Christmas card friends. And that makes me sad. So time to bring her back in.
Be it resolved, 185 by the end of the year.
When I shaved off the goatee as part of the "New Year, New Look" initiative, I noticed something I hadn't seen before. The start of a second chin. What the fuck is that all about?
Be it resolved, that this year I will learn how to play those fucking guitars.
I've got two of them. And I can play a few
Ween songs, and few
Barenaked Ladies songs, and surprisingly, Johnny Cash's version of
Hurt. But I can't wail. And that electric guitar I bought a few years ago is just sitting around. It needs to thrash, and so do I!
Be it resolved, that this year I will stop saying the word "fuck".
Okay, I won't. I figure you need one resolution to break, to help you keep the other ones. This is the resolution to break. Besides, when you put the words "fucking" and "goofiest" together in a sentence, it's like aural harmony. "That's the fucking goofiest thing I've ever seen!" Even better, you can switch the order of the words, and it still sounds good. "You're the goofiest fucking person I've ever met!" Brilliant!
Be it finally resolved, that any past resolutions which have held up and are still in effect shall stay in effect.
The live music one is always in effect.
Adopted this 28th day of January, 2005.
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