I am a triskadekaphobophobe, which means I am afraid of triskadekaphobes, who are people who are afraid of the number 13. Today is friday the 13th, and I know that somewhere there is a little person cowering in the corner of a padded room, barely keeping himself from tears because of the date. That man scares me.
Dr. Hobo is (was) a character from VG cats, one of the funniest comics on the internet (the source of such jokes as the rat-flail and “Moniez for n00bz, plz!”). He was one of the funniest characters in the comic, in my opinion. He was first introduced as a doctor in this comic, and he
only
got
better.
Seriously.
Yeah, this one too.
Ok, I think I’ve made my point.
But then they had to go and kill him. Well, this will not go unnoticed! WE WILL AVENGE YOU, DR.HOBO!
I had a dream once…
In that dream, my friend Kato sent me an IM that said this:
Kato: hey Zib!
Me: hey, sup?
Kato: check out this site:
Kato: http://www.guildofagecrafters.org
Me: NO WAY!
And I clicked the link…And I saw those beautifully dark blue forums…
….And there was a new post from Bedford…
…And then I woke up, and the forums were still down…
…Ah, but what a dream…What a dream…
Ok so here’s something I’ve been wondering. Have you ever worn new clothes, and someone says to you “Wear it in good health”? I have. Every new clothing item I get, I get a WIIGH with it. So here’s what I’m wondering: If I’m supposed to wear all the new clothes I get in good health…
What am I supposed to wear when I’m sick?!
Is WIIGH an order? Do I have to wear this shirt in good health? Or is it just a suggestion? Oh that’s a nice shirt, it would be a shame to barf on it. Wear it in good health. But all the same, when you get an ugly clothing item, you still get a WIIGH with it. So…what are you supposed to wear when you’re sick? Hmm…
Where it in bad health for a change!
Well, our school vacation ends tomorrow. The vacation has been great, but as always…It didn’t seem long enough. Channukah was this week, and here’s what I got:
-Yiddish with Dick and Jane
-A Weeble and Bob plushie
-French for Your Cat
-A book on 3DS Max 6
-A Magic 8 Ball
-$75 in iTunes gift cards
-A Napolean Dynamite Talking Pen
-An Abercrombie and Fitch long sleeve shirt
-And a book about crappy cars. Lolz.
Yeah, so that was fun. 2 items off of my list, but the others are great too. The 8 ball is now an official desk toy, joining the Slinky and the Super Noodle Ball (which technically isn’t mine, but it’s on my desk.)
I wish I had gotten a shirt (or 6) from thinkgeek, but that’s what birthdays are for, right? 😛
This is a bit scary. This woman appears to have an extremely flexable spine, as she bends it at a right angle near the beginning. It’s worth watching just to see her sit on her own head near the end, and then do the worm.
Well, right now I am at my friend Cutter‘s house, having a sleepover party. Only problem is…these people don’t have Uru, and I suddenly am really really bored. The kind of boredom that can only be cured by Uru.
So here is my solution to Uru (and other game) withdrawal: A Western Digital 80gig portable hard drive. Install Uru directly to that, then simply boot it from any computer at hand! 😀 It’s crazy, but my sleep/Uru-deprived brain seems to think that I’m a genius, and I feel like believing it. I’ll probably either find some flaw in the plan, or realize its complete stupidity tomorrow morning. 😛
This is so cool. The guy got 1/8 of a ton of silly putty. I want that. 😀
My family is Jewish, so we (obviously) don’t believe in Mr. C, but due to the recent barrage of holiday movies (mainly The Polar Express), my little brother has a bit of ‘the magic’ in him. Today he brought up the whole idea of Santa Claus and his enterprise, saying this:
“So is Santa the leader of the present factory?”
And I replied “Yeah I guess,” (an easy way out of the conversation which would probably end in me telling him that Santa doesn’t exist). He thought about this for a minute, then said:
“But in Polar Express, there’s that leader elf. So what if Santa is just the delivery boy?”
That surprised me. I guess I never really thought about it, but it makes sense in a way. Why would the guy who leads all the elves bother delivering the presents himself? Why not get the elves to do it for him? The answer: The big C is actually employed to the elves, who are too small to deliver all the presents themselves. The big, jolly, red-suited man we’ve come to know and love is actually just the delivery boy for the elven empire!