Holiday Cheer

I'm making an x-mas mix, chock full of songs to listen to while you splash yr egg nog around and decorate the Christmas tree! Have I mentioned that I LOVE Christmas?! Whew.



If anyone would like a copy, let me know!

PS. So far none of the songs are Christmas related at all! I'm just thinking of some good jams that I'd like to jam out to while decorating the Christmas tree slash sip the 23 year-old bottle of rum my dad's been saving for x-mas eve....yeah boyeee!



(Dat's Pops)

PS. I also can't wait for the Stevie-Pow reunion...

Buzz...Your Girlfriend...Woof

There is a gang of construction workers sitting near me in the coffee shop right now talking about various construction-related things...and one of them sounds exactly like Joe Pesci's character from Home Alone...I'm afraid that if I look over there I'll see this...


"Eh, but it's cawst effective!"


"Boo!"

Ah, I love that movie. And it's almost time for my yearly viewing!

Okay, back to work, raggamuffins.



(rats!)

PS. ANOTHER group of construction workers came into the coffee shop, and they are going on about their wives, co-workers, and other friends right now like a bunch of gossiping hens! It's pretty funny to hear these big doods gossip like a bunch of bored housewives. teeheehee...

Tip O' Thee Day:

Put on a dreamy, summery record to counteract depressive effects of dreary, dismal days.

This is War!

Yeah that's right.

Little ole' me vs. the Homeless/Crack-Head/Jerky Kid population of Philadelphia...battle to the death!


"Huh?"

This afternoon I found my poor Corolla broken into YET AGAIN. Nothing stolen (I gots nothin to steal!). This is the second time in a month! WTF.




I am seriously considering taping up a similar note in the window of my car.

I was going to post a picture here of a mean looking dog and say something about letting it sleep in the backseat of my car as another method of destroying burglars...But after google-image searching for 'junk yard dog', I think this may be a better option:



Yeah, get 'im, Junkyard!

My Walk Home Tonight

Looked a little something like this:



A glass of milk, a s'more, and (hopefully) a good day tomorrow should fix me up.

Kersmash!

I know some of you will think I'm a traitor, a backstabber, a terrible fiend, and downright evil for what I am about to say (er, type). But right now the only thing in the world that would give me pleasure would be to either:

a.) SMASH my MacBook Pro into a thousand tiny baby computer pieces.

b.) CHUCK it out of the window to land to its fiery and painful death in the garbage bin and then get puked on by a haggard old homeless man...

OR

c.) Turn it into a s'more and then chomp it down with no regrets.



I HATE my Mac SO MUCH RIGHT NOW.

Also, what kind of hooligan is knocking at my door at 8 pm? Ridiculous, I say!

Dear Elbows,

Please stop crashing into things.

Thank you.

Love, Dan