palmerpink

I'm such a terrible person, but at least I can laugh about it. Do you remember Lamb Chop as well as I do? Watch as much as you like, but what gets me is right around 18 or 20 seconds in: See, funny thing, Shari Lewis died of pneumonia. Lawl. I bet Lamb Chop's really missing her now.

We'll get to the lulz in a second but first...I gotta brag a bit. "brag" may be a bit overwrought a word, actually, but still. I'm fucking stoked, dude. See, I ordered a wireless keyboard for my computer, and it arrived yesterday. And it works like sex on toast, baby. My old keyboard was just that--old. And wired. The latter wasn't such a bother until I set up the new desk, as you'll understand in a just moment. Meanwhile the keys stuck--don't even start--and made a shitton of noise (I only fully realized how obnoxious this was when I started using the new keyboard) and otherwise looked ugly and out of place. Also, I had a plan. See, the middle bit of the new desk's desktop is actually a flap that lifts up to reveal....well, a space. A sort of drawer. A place to put things (away), like, oooooh....say....a wireless keyboard & mouse when they're not in use/not needed? Oh yeah. It looks fabulous when everything's put away. So yeah, th...

I'm perfectly aware what a judgmental asshole I can be. But I'm also quite capable of being open minded. That's the only way I could have watched as much of Vin Diesel's short film Multi-Facial as I did. Actually, it was somewhat interesting. Apparently he can kind of act. And has, like, principles. Or his character, Mike, does. Whichever, it's transparently himself. I think he wrote it himself, too. So yeah, surprisingly somewhat interesting and watchable. Right up until he started rapping.