43 Pounds in Two Weeks
I just saw this ad on msnbc.com:

Awesome. I like this part:
Colon Cleanse is the second part of my routine.
It’s called psyllium husk.
I just saw this ad on msnbc.com:

Awesome. I like this part:
Colon Cleanse is the second part of my routine.
It’s called psyllium husk.
Every time you people do this shit,

God kills a kitten.

Stop. Now.
This is the best year-end review I’ve ever written. I promise. 2008 was a year of contradictions. Around May/June, when gas prices spiked, we were told to expect sky-high oil and gas prices…”forever”. I don’t recall anybody predicting $1.35/gallon gas, yet that’s about what I paid this morning.
In 2008 we learned…with no advance warning…that the entire financial industry was suddenly frozen and we’d be thrown into an epic depression unless we instantly printed $700 billion within DAYS! If we didn’t see it coming, why was it so important to fix the problem quickly? Somehow the people who were blind-sided are the same people who now claim to know how bad things will be without bailouts. WTF.
2008 taught us that people will stop buying SUVs if gas prices go up enough. And as soon as prices drop, people will lose interest in the shitty economy cars, because tiny cars with wimpy engines and boring designs suck. GM sucks. Chrysler sucks. Ford sucks. Stupid tax policies on diesel fuels prevent Ford from selling their 65 MPG diesel car in the U.S.
That’s about it. Nothing else interesting happened in 2008.
I think I need a death file. Some sort of document that lists all of my online accounts, insurance policies, bank accounts, important documents, etc.
If I were to die suddenly, I don’t know how the hell my wife would clean up the mess I’ve left online.
These are things I fantasize about doing, but probably won’t. They are either impossible, or are things I may not actually enjoy if I had the chance. For example, people turn abandoned missile silos into homes all the time, but in reality, the homes are isolated, cold, and awkward to live in.
I just saw this Amazon advertisement show up in a Google search results page:

Hmm…free shipping…low prices…
For the record, I was searching for the Dumb Blonde Keyboard, which according to a local TV station’s news tease, is one of “this holiday season’s hottest gifts”.
The name is weird, but this is my favorite holiday treat. My Mom’s been making these every Christmas for as long as I can remember. She always makes a bunch, freezing the extras. That never stopped my brothers and I from eating them straight out of the freezer. They really are better warm, though.
Ingredients
Directions
I’m now tagging 5 other people to post their favorite holiday recipes and pass it along:
I saw this gem a few minutes ago:

They are searching for a murderer who apparently wrecked his car at 3:00 AM a few blocks from my house, and is now on the loose. On my way to work this morning I drove down Bryan Road, where the police were stopping everyone and searching for the guy.
The comments on the article might be written by the same person:

My Stupid American blog is number 35 on this list.
I admire this list — as a way to generate traffic.
I did not think of this first because I am only a Stupid American.