What the hell is that ad I keep seeing, the one with the young woman laying on the bed. Evidently, she wants to "hang out with me." What does that even mean? Does this "hang out with me" belong to the American idiom?
What the hell? The what! Hell what the hell!
I am from Borezula, right there on the border of Borneo and Venezula. I'm practically Mexican. So how on earth am I supposed to know what this "hang out with me" means?
Does this girl want to go hang from some branches? Is she a film maker making a film about humans trying to be apes? Is this what she means?
If so, yes. Yes, I want to hang out with this girl. I quite appreciate apes and what they do for the world. Apes build the bridges we go across to get from SF to Marin County. They built that bridge back in the 1700s or so. I think that's when Cortez brought the apes to that area.
This is another little-known fact, the one about Cortez and the apes. Yes, he was a conquistidor, but what did he conquist? The apes. That is the answer. He conquisted the apes and made them build bridges and bird-looking-crafts (airplanes we call them now). The apes were excellent engineers, and constructed primitive airplanes. How else do you think Cortez got all the way to Hawaii? Yeah, those statues, those big statues of faces. Cortez was the one who erected them with the help of the apes. That's why the Hawaiians don't want you to take rocks from that one volcano. They don't want the stone faces to get mad.
And Lou Gehrig. You know that dude? Yeah, I read a book about him too. I don't really remember too much about him, but I think he played on the Yanks. Or maybe it just seems good to say that he played for the Yanks because everyone back then played for the Yanks. The Yanks had 700, 800 players. Joe DiMaggio, Shoeless Joe Jackson, and people like that.
Man, this will sound sort of bad, but I sort of wish that Shoeless Joe Jackson got a disease, because then people with that disease would feel like allstars. "Hey," they would say, "the skin is falling off of my face and my bones are turning to dust, but that's alright. That's cool. I got the Shoeless Joe Jackson Disease."
Makes you want to get it, huh?
Pot, not marijuana, but coffee.
No parking, but I break the law.
Sporting the jersey. On the Phone. In the wind.
At work. Deep in thought.
Desperado, bitches!
Double bogie : (
Road signs are often confounding!
Just like Cortez
They were THIS BIG!
Across the table
My desk, where good things happen
Golfing it up.
2 comments:
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Shoeless Joe Jackson Disease!
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Damn, wait didn't I record this one?
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There is a picture of you on your blog. It is the one of you in your car, stopped in front of the "turn right" sign. This picture makes me laugh every time I see it.
It is hilarious.
I have shown it to other people.
They do not laugh as much.
They are not fun people.
I am going to use this picture to filter out any potential friends in the future. I will show it to them, and if they do not laugh, they will not be my friend.
The picture, it is Anton in it. We look like twins.
I like your way to see what kind of person someone is. I will start doing the same thing. I will find a picture. A picture of a dove eating with chopsticks, or something cool like that.
(I tried to make the dove sound cool. Chopsticks was the only thing I could think of. Pathetic, yes. Yes.)
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