Last night my friend made me watch this show called EliteXC Fights on CBS. It’s female extreme fighting and I just saw this chick get MESSSSED UPPPP. They called the fight after the second round and the announcer said “her face looks like it was put together like a ransom note.” She got kicked in the HEAD!! She got beat down so bad another face started growing out of her face And that face was black and blue too! Dawn Summers has found her calling.
Archive for May, 2008
Just saw the best name ever for a lawyer league softball team:
The Harmless Errors!
What one refers to as “the heart” is really just your head making your stomach hurt.
May you have many many many many many more years of making me Key Lime Pies. Hmm…I guess that’s more of a happy birthday wish for me…okay, how about may you have many many many many more years of me praising the amazingness of your key lime pie.
“I wish anybody else in the world was here with me but you. Anybody.” -Karol
I was watching this movie with a bunch of friends…I think it was called Cover –there is no need for anyone to see it, it’s a about black men on the DL and what happens to one wife who finds out that her husband’s boyfriend is HIV positive — anyway, at some where the wife is despondent and is cursing God, her pastor tells her this story:
There was a blind woman who hated her life because she was blind. She was unhappy all the time and hated herself. Her only source of joy was her relationship with her boyfriend who loved her very much. She would often tell him that if only she could see, the first thing she would do was marry him. One day a donor was found and the young woman received the eye transplant which restored her sight. Once she healed she opened both her eyes for the first time and saw all the glories of the world around her. But she was surprised to find out that the boyfriend she loved was blind. Disappointed, she told him she couldn’t marry him after all and left him. Distraught, the boyfriend killed himself, leaving behind a note that wished her well and asked her to take care of his eyes.
Now, all my friends immediately were like “what a bitch” “she’s so selfish”, so umm…I said the same thing cause I like to fit in. But in all honestly, I think the boyfriend was a complete dillhole. You don’t give gifts expecting to get something in return. There is a joy of giving that the giver gets entirely apart from any praise from the recipient. And he must have known this, that’s why he didn’t just simply say “honey, how about this. I will give you my eyes, and we will get married.” Instead, he gave a present and he has to be able to accept that she would take his present, thank him for it and then go live her life. She doesn’t owe him anything. I mean, sure, she now has to live with the fact that she’s dumping him for an ailment that he accepted in her, but that’s on her.
But a gift is a gift — it’s something given not something received, right? Though, there is something to be said about maybe really knowing someone before you give them a really nice gift, you know, like your eyes, because buyer’s remorse can suck.
This is just humiliating.
NEW YORK – A construction crane collapsed Friday on New York’s Upper East Side, smashing into a 23-story apartment building as it fell to the ground, killing one construction worker and seriously injuring two others.
It was the second deadly crane accident in 2 1/2 months in the city, which is undergoing a building boom.
Bring back the crack whores and drive-bys pleeeasseeee? LA is so gonna give us a wedgie at summer camp this year if cranes and exploding gas pipes are what we have to fear in NYC.
I’ve been MIA from the Scrabble scene for a couple of months, but with Clyde’s death, I had to get in touch with them, although I confess part of me was hoping I had missed everything. I called Nancy today and she was very sweet and yelled at me for disappearing. I asked her about memorial plans and she said “oh, no it’s perfect that you called today, we’re having the service tomorrow. A bunch of us will be coming out.” I then had to tell myself over and over again not to ask if people will be playing, because I am starting to miss the game. So, she’s talking and giving me directions and I’m all “Do not ask about playing. Do Not ask about playing. Do not ask about playing.” And then Nancy goes: “oh, and we’ll be playing, so bring your set.”
HAHAHAHAHH I love those wacky crackheads.
Well, that blows. HAAHAHAHAHHHAHHAHHAHHAHAHAH How long till the new season?