EARLY DOSE: "You're a Heart Attack-- Just the Kind I Like!"
Well, here we all, the end of another eventfully uneventful evening, and the joy I get from Blogging before bed, knowing that y'all will be able to read freshly-brewed bloggerdom in the morning.
Hmm, what to talk about? I mean, I impulse-buyed a comic called "Egg Story" off of Amazon today. Look for a review sometime next week, after it's delivered. It's my first foray into "indie comics" or any non-superhero comic for that matter. I'm hoping to find a great narrative in the story of an egg that tries to become a ninja. No, I didn't make that up. The reviews are great, and the concept is intriguing. In honesty, for eight bucks, I'm quite excited.
And not only am I quite excited, but I'm also SECOND PLACE! Yes, when big Pete Gunz brought a bunch of "Golden Gavel Second Place" ribbons to Bar Review tonight to hand out to the vastly inferior (but incredibly hottier (at least the womens)) Duquesne Law students, I couldn't help but make the statement that I am, in fact, the epitome of Second Place.
Other special moments of the night included the Fourth Adam (who Kup just realized is actually an "AJ") concurring with my assessment of a fellow lawyer/ballplayer (who shall remain nameless) as 50% asshole/ 50% bushleague. Which may just be the best insult I've ever divised. There was also Danielle pushing aside her Sexy Soccer Mom outfit for a more contemporarily bar-ish ensemble and then asking me what it means when her boyfriend Texts her "I want bed n i want you." Now, I know I'm a born-again virgin, but even I know what that means. Get 'er done! To top things off, there was a reunion with the long lost Melanie, which is excitment all its own. It's a pity she can't get me free beer anymore. And last, but CERTAINLY not least was the discovery of Mississippi-Bred Lizzy actually being my Westmoreland County Soulmate. First time I've ever discussed "Raccoon Lagoon," "Jumpin' Jungle," "Hootin' Holler" and "Greengate Mall" at a bar. Sometimes, pretty girls rule. She will certainly get the 1st Prize Ribbon I promised her.
DAMN! I have the strangest life. Seriously, I often believe that my life is a TV drama/sitcom series somewhere in the Alpha Centauri System. Just the way things have gone the last couple days (and they've gone well) the utter randomosity of it all seems super-TV-scripted. Upon thinking that, I realized that it is, in fact, November, and thus, the caziness of the last few days is just a byproduct of November Sweeps. So at least one of life's major questions has just been answered, "Yes, Virginia, there are Nielsons in the Alpha Centauri System." Now, I just have to be sure to avoid any near-death type cliffhangers, or revelations that i am, IN FACT, Victoria's Baby's Daddy. (an aside: if you're a girl, and you REMOTELY found ANY of the preceeding paragraph to be interesting/funny/witty, please email me, i'm pretty sure I could marry you.)
But sure-- that DAMN! was because I just talked to, of all people, the Queen Bee (ie: the cutest 1L at Pitt) on the phone. Apparently she was distraught, and Jeanie ran into her at a bar, and Jeanie, the ever-present winggirl/superfriend told her that she needed to talk to me to feel better. Low and behold, a Wonder-Twins power activation and a cell phone call later, no more tears! Why yes, I am awesome. And also humble.
Anywho, let's do a little Link of the Day.. this is ALSO brought you by Jeanie, and it's http://www.despair.com I'm thinking of investing in the "Mediocrity" poster. That's good stuff. In fact, they're all funny. Go have a good laugh, on me.. really-- I'm buying.
(and yes, my mood has CRAZY-CHANGED since starting this post.. ah well.)
the Song of the Day was originally all set to be "Round Here" by the Counting Crows, but it has been uncerimoniously axed by my mood swing. Maybe someday, Adam Duritz. In the meantime, go stalk Monica Potter and bed women way out of your league. (For the Record, do you think Monica Potter listens to "Mrs. Potter's Lullabye" and just sort of freaks out? I'm pretty sure I'd invest in a one-way ticket to restrainingordersville if I were her.) Anywho, the Song of the Day will be whatever comes up fourth on my Winamp Shuffle.. just give me a second..
TOUCHDOWN! one of my sure-fire favourites! If you ever want to get me to dance like a buffoon in my bedroom, just cue up "Mother We Just Can't Get Enough" by the New Radicals. It's pure happy-go-lucky adrenaline. Perfect for right now. Download it and play it. Trust me, even KUP likes this song, and he hates all my favourites.
Okay, off to bed. Stay tuned for some more prose from yours truly, regarding Boston.
i love you all.
oh yeah-- welcome to the Kingdom, T-Billz.
-apk
Hmm, what to talk about? I mean, I impulse-buyed a comic called "Egg Story" off of Amazon today. Look for a review sometime next week, after it's delivered. It's my first foray into "indie comics" or any non-superhero comic for that matter. I'm hoping to find a great narrative in the story of an egg that tries to become a ninja. No, I didn't make that up. The reviews are great, and the concept is intriguing. In honesty, for eight bucks, I'm quite excited.
And not only am I quite excited, but I'm also SECOND PLACE! Yes, when big Pete Gunz brought a bunch of "Golden Gavel Second Place" ribbons to Bar Review tonight to hand out to the vastly inferior (but incredibly hottier (at least the womens)) Duquesne Law students, I couldn't help but make the statement that I am, in fact, the epitome of Second Place.
Other special moments of the night included the Fourth Adam (who Kup just realized is actually an "AJ") concurring with my assessment of a fellow lawyer/ballplayer (who shall remain nameless) as 50% asshole/ 50% bushleague. Which may just be the best insult I've ever divised. There was also Danielle pushing aside her Sexy Soccer Mom outfit for a more contemporarily bar-ish ensemble and then asking me what it means when her boyfriend Texts her "I want bed n i want you." Now, I know I'm a born-again virgin, but even I know what that means. Get 'er done! To top things off, there was a reunion with the long lost Melanie, which is excitment all its own. It's a pity she can't get me free beer anymore. And last, but CERTAINLY not least was the discovery of Mississippi-Bred Lizzy actually being my Westmoreland County Soulmate. First time I've ever discussed "Raccoon Lagoon," "Jumpin' Jungle," "Hootin' Holler" and "Greengate Mall" at a bar. Sometimes, pretty girls rule. She will certainly get the 1st Prize Ribbon I promised her.
DAMN! I have the strangest life. Seriously, I often believe that my life is a TV drama/sitcom series somewhere in the Alpha Centauri System. Just the way things have gone the last couple days (and they've gone well) the utter randomosity of it all seems super-TV-scripted. Upon thinking that, I realized that it is, in fact, November, and thus, the caziness of the last few days is just a byproduct of November Sweeps. So at least one of life's major questions has just been answered, "Yes, Virginia, there are Nielsons in the Alpha Centauri System." Now, I just have to be sure to avoid any near-death type cliffhangers, or revelations that i am, IN FACT, Victoria's Baby's Daddy. (an aside: if you're a girl, and you REMOTELY found ANY of the preceeding paragraph to be interesting/funny/witty, please email me, i'm pretty sure I could marry you.)
But sure-- that DAMN! was because I just talked to, of all people, the Queen Bee (ie: the cutest 1L at Pitt) on the phone. Apparently she was distraught, and Jeanie ran into her at a bar, and Jeanie, the ever-present winggirl/superfriend told her that she needed to talk to me to feel better. Low and behold, a Wonder-Twins power activation and a cell phone call later, no more tears! Why yes, I am awesome. And also humble.
Anywho, let's do a little Link of the Day.. this is ALSO brought you by Jeanie, and it's http://www.despair.com I'm thinking of investing in the "Mediocrity" poster. That's good stuff. In fact, they're all funny. Go have a good laugh, on me.. really-- I'm buying.
(and yes, my mood has CRAZY-CHANGED since starting this post.. ah well.)
the Song of the Day was originally all set to be "Round Here" by the Counting Crows, but it has been uncerimoniously axed by my mood swing. Maybe someday, Adam Duritz. In the meantime, go stalk Monica Potter and bed women way out of your league. (For the Record, do you think Monica Potter listens to "Mrs. Potter's Lullabye" and just sort of freaks out? I'm pretty sure I'd invest in a one-way ticket to restrainingordersville if I were her.) Anywho, the Song of the Day will be whatever comes up fourth on my Winamp Shuffle.. just give me a second..
TOUCHDOWN! one of my sure-fire favourites! If you ever want to get me to dance like a buffoon in my bedroom, just cue up "Mother We Just Can't Get Enough" by the New Radicals. It's pure happy-go-lucky adrenaline. Perfect for right now. Download it and play it. Trust me, even KUP likes this song, and he hates all my favourites.
Okay, off to bed. Stay tuned for some more prose from yours truly, regarding Boston.
i love you all.
oh yeah-- welcome to the Kingdom, T-Billz.
-apk
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