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Sunday, October 22, 2006

Cities vs. Rural Town (aka Farmland)



Steve and I had a debate tonight on the phone about which was better. So I wanted to show some photos of the difference. You decide.

Although the contest is not really all that fair because Pittsburgh looked *beautiful* this day. And, really, looks beautiful every day. But still.

Remember that if you vote for Pittsburgh, you may be damning me to a soulless life in L.A. So, please, think of my soul.

Tuesday, October 10, 2006

Best. Quote. Ever.




I rediscovered this quote this evening while I was over at Jill and Kathy's and we were looking at the programs saved on their TiVo. Tivo is such a genius that it recorded Queer As Folk without either lesbian even telling it to. Amazing! BUT since it appeared on a cable channel, part of the episode was nixed out. It was the part of one of the episodes where Justin (the blonde in the photo) is talking to a counselor about being gay since his parents are forcing him to. This quote is what he says to the counselor... and also the part they cut out of the ep---

"I like dick. I wanna get fucked by dick. I wanna suck dick. I like sucking dick, and I'm good at it too. "

It's also going to be my personal motto. Just sayin'.

PS- Brian Kinney is... woah. The man. He'd be done. And that's for realz.

Monday, October 09, 2006

A Personal Letter to the Denver Broncos


Dear Denver Broncos,

I know we haven't always been friends (especially last AFC championship). The me part of the "we" being Pittsburgh and the Steelers, of course. But that was then and this is now. And tonight you're playing the Baltimore Ravens. I'm sure you want a win. I mean, what team doesn't? So that's your incentive. I'd also like to implore you to pretty-motherfucking-please beat the shit out of the Ravens. You know, the douchebags you're playing tonight. You hate them, I'm sure. We hate them. And they're also in control of the AFC North right now. Please note the unfortunateness of this situation (you have to follow the link.. I apologize. Finding an actual chart that I could C&P was tricky)-- http://www.nfl.com/standings Not to mention that I also notice this will tie you up with the Chargers (who happened to just beat our asses last night.. I don't know if you saw), so you can later destroy them in your division. I mean, hell.. this might be your year. ::takes break from writing to cough and mutter things like "unlikely" and "like hell"::

So, you see, it's in both of our best interests for you to win this game tonight. To dominate the Ravens, in fact. Dom-in-ate. And yes.. I do hate Jake Plummer. And I do hate Mike Shanahan. But I don't hate *Denver*... and I might even consider moving there sometime in my life. And Lord knows I don't want to move to a city with a pussy, losing football team. But you should have the upper hand anyhow... I mean, hell, it's spewing frozen rain on you right at this very moment. Baltimore's not used to that shit. I insist that you pony up and beat the hell out of the Ravens. I will be watching. Don't disappoint me.

Most Sincerely,
Sam McAfee


PS- I dig your logo. It's one of the few I like. Just sayin'.

Sunday, October 08, 2006

Please F*ck Your Dog- Children Playing


Hello All...
Yes, it's the most devastating thing ever. You see that sign there on the left of the photo? That's the sign that used to be on Corey Rd. at the first house on the right. It was an amazing sign by that alley. And we even tried to put a FUCK sticker on it. Then it was suddenly gone, and I was very sad. AND THEN I was walking to Kathy and Jill's apartment one day and saw it outside the SUPER SCARY house at the end of Cummings Rd. Y'know.. the one with the kid mitten? And rocking horse? God, scariest window decorations ever.

So I waited and waited for a day when I would see the scene in daylight (because I was actually terrified the scary house people would come outside and abduct me, House of 1,000 Corpses style) so I could take a photo. And I finally got it. So please, everyone, join me in being completely sorrowful that this has happened. *Nothing* will ever be the same again. Sigh.

Thursday, the 5th-- In Retrospect


... I hung out with these bitches and watched V Mars and Grey's Anatomy. And I realized something. Every time I ever take a picture at Jill and Kathy's apartment, it seems to *always* involve this couch. I think that's a sign. I never see these bitches *except* on this couch. Heh. Not actually true, but that's what it must seem like.

Thursday, October 05, 2006

Because My Cat Was My Only Friend This Weekend..



That's not true. But we hung out a lot more than I even had the opportunity to with anyone else. So, kind of true. Anyhow.. it became quite obvious to me that my cat was obsessed with my computers. Note how, on the left, she is sleeping on my computer chair, lounging on top of the desktop computer's keyboard. Note on the right how she is clearly marking her ownership of my laptop. She does this daily. In fact, most of the time she lays directly across the laptop keyboard.. or sits in the middle of it. If you're ever IMing me and you get a bunch of random gibberish in response... blame Lele. She pwns computers.

I've Missed 4 Days..



It's bad. I know. Here are some photos as a quick recap...


The same day as the show at Ryles (Friday) I finally met Allie's boyfriend, Eric. He's a wonderful fellow and they were super cute together. Here's a photo of them whispering sweet nothings at the show. And a follow up picture of Allie's eyes being so weird due to the flash. Also, I think they're kind of perfect for each other.. and it makes me happy for them.

And since I also hung out with Allie tonight while we were at Jill and Kathy's watching Grey's Anatomy (I've been spelling it wrong all along!!)... I was reminded that I never succeeded in posting these photos. So here we go.

Sunday, October 01, 2006

My Fav Funny Thing Steve Has Said In A While


"If I take my roommate and my girlfriend to San Diego for Thanksgiving and my roommate and my girlfriend have a threesome with my sister... I will end my life."

-Steven J. Lewis