Archive for June, 2004:

More pictures

I’m borrowing my mom’s digital camera for awhile, so you’ll have to endure (or ignore) more pictures.

My new haircut

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A man. A plan. A tapeworm.

This story is fucking hilarious. It’s by a guy who got a tapeworm, and how he got rid of it. I know it sounds gross, but it’s written so well it’s very worth the read. An excerpt:

“Monsieur,” he finally said, “ce n’est pas grave. Je pense que vous avez un ver solitaire.”

I had un ver solitaire? What was that? A solitary worm? A lonely worm. A worm that kept to itself; a moody worm. My kind of worm. An individualistic worm that had taken up residence in my intestines. A worm of character. The English term suddenly snapped into my head. “You mean … I have a … I gotta … there’s a para– a parasite … a living thing … in me?”

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Digital camera

I want this camera. It’s way too expensive though, even refurbished on eBay. Oh well.

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Survive the nuclear apocalypse? Nah, I’ve read that comic book

Now you can find out which survivor of the coming nuclear apocalypse you will be. I’m Arnold Schwarzenegger. Apparently Death couldn’t spell my name so he left it off the list. Or California will be so awful by then, even Death won’t go there.

Ironic, isn't it?
Which Survivor of the Impending Nuclear Apocalypse Are You?
A Rum and Monkey joint.

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I’m an idiot

I keep my protein bars in the refrigerator so they don’t melt, but I don’t like to eat them when they are cold and hard, so I put one in the microwave to soften it up a bit. Unfortunately, I forgot that the wrapper is made of foil. I turned on the microwave, turned to walk away, heard a crackle and saw blue sparks in the corner of my eye.

Witness the carnage

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