This is a reminder to everyone that I, for a time in 2007, had magenta hair. Three things stand out about this photo to me:
- It’s an unusually good photo of me, probably top 5 or 10 all-time, despite the obvious absurdity of wearing prescription sunglasses indoors. Regardless of whatever else you want to say I’m not very photogenic and you won’t convince me otherwise. Something’s always “off”.
- I am willing to go to great lengths to do WILD AND CRAZY things for really important reasons, like softball. I promised to do this if our softball team swept a doubleheader. They did. (LOL I’m so random!)
- For the first time people noticed something about me first other than the fact I’m a giant, which was refreshing in its own way.
So yeah. The Magenta Summer of 2007, ladies and gentlemen.
GPOYW I need a haircut edition. Been a while since I did one of these, but as I’ve said before I need to do something to justify my investment in a webcam.
SPORTS SPORTS SPORTS! I don’t envision a time in my life where I will ever not be pleased by these kinds of gifts. More than just for the gifts, however, this was an outstanding Christmas and I hope you all had a wonderful time too.
Speaking of sports, there’s a big slate of Boxing Day EPL action tomorrow with City playing on tape delay at 2:30, before I get to experience the Giants firmly kicking me in the junk again at 4:15. I didn’t say much about last week, if only because I was so fabulously exhausted from my birthday party that I was furious for about two minutes and then fell asleep again. That was a pretty good weekend, to be fair, and the Matt Dodge-Giants Defense Tag Team of Fuckery wasn’t going to ruin it. So I slept it off for an entire day. And yes, I’m planning on wearing this Darryl throwback BP jersey at least through the middle of the week. I mean, there’s a blizzard coming anyway, so who’s gonna care?
Since it’s December 15th, I feel obligated to remind everyone that I share a birthday with former New York Mets first baseman Mo Vaughn, seen here about to devour a sandwich made from twenty lesser sandwiches. To be honest, I’d probably eat it too. Today is also the birthday of one of my musical heroes, Clash bassist Paul Simonon, who didn’t make the headline this year as I couldn’t find a picture of him with a massive sandwich. Happy birthday guys!
I know it’s a “thing” to sometimes post pictures of what one eats on Tumblr. I am currently eating three large breaded chicken breasts and a can of sweet corn. Am I doing this right? I’m sick and I just took a four hour nap after a long day, so I’m pretty sure I’m in some trouble as far as opening the store tomorrow. But this…this is delicious right now.
I also wish Adult Swim would stop showing the Tim and Eric Crimbus Special. It’s been on all week. Enough.
Hey guys I got a webcam! I got a microphone for potential online gaming and since the package with the microphone and the camera was only $10 more, I thought, “Hey, why not, I might need that one day.” Needless to say, I’ve had utterly no use for it except for fooling around with stupid pictures like this, where I’m casually showing off my guns and the weights, and the fact I can’t grow facial hair. No big deal.
One thing I did try with the webcam was chatroulette. I don’t know why this is a big deal. If I could describe chatroulette in one word, it would be: dicks. If you’ve been on the internet for less than 5 minutes and are still wondering if there’s any shortage of men who desperately want to show their personal wares off to total strangers, the answer is “no there isn’t”. This is old news but it’s been months and that is still, as far as I can tell, the biggest demographic for that website. “Please keep your clothes on!” it pleads in vain, amusingly. Nobody got the memo.
Since I’m not a web exhibitionist, the only other possibility is an inspired web-based TV show where I invite celebrities over to my house for interviews on today’s hot topics. This probably will not happen. At least I have that microphone for if I ever decide to play Warcraft III again, though.
If you’re going to celebrate D+D Fridays, I say go all the damn way.
I’m sitting around Ralph’s waiting to head to the fields. I’ve also forgotten to shave for two consecutive weeks, and probably will continue to forget until my sister’s wedding. It’s my way of showing that I don’t care about standard facial hair conventions, like a true rebel or hipster.
I know what you’re asking yourselves. “Who are these two incredibly handsome and no doubt successful men?” Well, let me explain.
Remember that whole “Doppleganger Week” thing a few months ago that was happening on Facebook? Well, long story short, one person decided I looked like Dr. Sweets from Bones (John Francis Daley) and said he was “lame” and when I made light of this to one of my good friends she jumped all over it and got me to put up the former Sam Weir as my Facebook picture. I can sort of see it. Anyway, the other day, I turn on my TV and abruptly Dr. Sweets himself was staring me in the face from a few feet away, and I kinda sorta freaked out for a couple of seconds. It was bizarre.
I still didn’t watch Bones, though.
GPOYW NEW METS THREADS OMG. Just in time for them to lead me on a bit longer and then collapse into the abyss. But I’ll look GOOD while watching it unfold!
Is it too late for a GPOYW? Not in the central time zone! I like all the new stuff they added to CitiField this year, especially the Mets Hall of Fame. Also: the home run apple has been rendered slightly ironic, because the Mets don’t hit many home runs.
