One of my favorite bars, MacCracken's, is super frat-tastic tonight. I've never seen so many sundresses and polos in the middle of October. Southern Tier Pumpking is making up for it, though. And my butt is ass-tastic in these leggings, y'all.
I was not, but watching that video was very stressful. I've only been to that station once, but if I ever repeat my taco crawl I am going to need to remember that because falling on the stairs is terrifying to me.
Fun fact: A person who gets into a serious spat with a waitress about a single beer being accidentally placed onto their tab is somebody that I don't ever want to hang out with again.
Not even overtly hot, but this is my favorite picture of Emma Watson ever in history. Oh the lengths I would go to for her to touch me on the penis.
I downloaded the Tig Notaro album. Definitely worth five bucks. Also my new favorite pick up line:"I want. To. Buttchug. You."
I have seen nearly all of what I would consider the greatest living musical acts perform live. Despite the exhortations of friends I never went to a Springsteen show because I did not consider myself a big fan. Finally I went to one. I am an atheist and that was a goddamn religious experience. Just to be sure I went to another one and had another goddamn religious experience. Bruce Springsteen is a living god; Max Weinberg is the Metatron.
Right, so, I am out of Bacardi Rum. I tend to go through booze quickly, and am looking for a cheaper alternative than Bacardi for my rum and Cokes. I've only really drank Bacardi, so I don't have anything to compare it against for quality of less expensive rums. Any input is appreciated. Also, I don't know about any of your BJ's wholesalers, but mine is selling 1.75 liter bottles of Tito's Vodka for $26.99. That's three bucks cheaper than Absolut. I'll be picking up one of those today!
Where I'm from I'm much more likely to see a Native American than an actual Indian. When people here say "Indian", they mean the feather kind.
At the risk of sounding like a gigantic snob (I am), if you need to scale down to a cheaper rum than Bacardi, my suggestion is for you to drink slightly less. Bacardi is rough enough.
Yeah, man. Bacardi is lighter fluid. You could always go the Ronrigo route. Plastic bottle, smells like someone dropped vanilla extract into a bottle of wood varnish. Those are the active ingredients: rubbing alcohol, vanilla, brown. I imagine the company's distiller (Jeff from shipping and receiving, registered sex offender) tasting the stuff, "Hmm, needs more brown." Let's be honest. Only a sex offender makes a liquor like that. Crack was invented for people like you. When rotgut drugs just weren't good enough and didn't incrementally increase the risk of brain damage. You danger slut.
Given the amount of traveling I've done in the US and time spent on and near reservations, I always feel like I need to clarify when I say "Indian." I didn't realize it was assumed that nobody has seen or will see a Native American. Wikipedia says the 2010 census indicated about 5 million claimed "feather" Indians, 2+ million of which claimed no other race...
Agreed. I'm from New Jersey, grew up with Bruce as part of the life's soundtrack, and can't stand his music. Never could. But, as a friend pointed out, I needed to see him live. So I went, and I have to say the man puts on a hell of a show. As a musician, I really appreciated the production/musicianship of him and his band. Am I now a fan? Nope, still can't stand his music.
Also, I have spent an entirely unreasonable amount of time this morning watching this girl's youtube channel thanks to a .gif that's been making the rounds.
I'm right there with you VI. I also grew up in dirty Jersey and couldn't stand his music. In high school I worked out in the same gym that he an Clarence Clemons used to go in Red Bank. A few years later some friends and I were drinking down at the Stone Pony and he showed up and put on an impromptu show. All I can say is wow. I still didn't like the songs, but I have to give it to him, he's one hell of a showman.
The worst thing about sweater weather (besides it signifying the descent into winter) is when you get all cozy in bed and are ready to fall asleep until you realize that you never took your bra off (because I usually just change into comfier pants when I get home and end up sleeping in that arrangement) but it would take so much effort to get it off, unlike in the warmer months when you can slip it off around your dress or T-shirt. So you come up with this great idea in your half-asleep state and think you can just unhook the strap and it'll be just like you're not wearing a bra at all. But, I'm here to tell you, that just ends up in new and different feelings of discomfort, especially if you tend to sleep on your stomach. Don't do it. Also, continuing my pattern of strangeness this week, I sliced my finger open in my freezer somehow late last night and it wouldn't stop gushing blood so I put a Bandaid on, and this morning I learned that cats FREAK OUT when being pet with a hand that has a Bandaid on one of its fingers.