
(via axelrod:atheistramblings:webbunny)
1993
S & P
packin’ and mackin’
Bamboozlin’ and smackin’ suckers with this track
Throw the beat back in!
| — | Anthony Lane |
I just found out that someone I don’t really know, but with whom I share many mutual friends, once used the word “narrow” to describe me. I’m confused about a lot of things right now. That’s weird, right?
At last night’s IMPRESS THESE APES finale, Christina performed an original song and dance number. In roller skates. With a kazoo solo.
She is my BFF.
One of my co-workers found out that someone stole his Netflix. He realized it when the discs were returned to Netflix before he received them. Still, what considerate mail thieves! Once I received a Netflix that had been opened, but whoever was tempted to steal my mail realized that they had no interest in watching Alice Doesn’t Live Here Anymore and put it back in the mailbox.
I’m sure some of my co-workers think I’m a major contrarian who stirs shit up because I get some kind of enjoyment over watching people argue. Really, though, I don’t care that much, and when someone sends me a snippy email in response to a legitimate question regarding the relay of a procedural reminder, I become less and less invested in a job I already don’t give much of a shit about.
Billy Ocean, “When the Going Gets Tough, the Tough Get Going”
Just so we’re all clear on things: As far as I’m concerned, the world would be a better place if every movie ever were a Michael Douglas/Kathleen Turner vehicle.
I listened to this twice this morning.