I'm a slacker.

One day soon, I hope to return here and start writing actual blog entries again. Until then, check out my other blog for fun things I find on the internet!

Claspy.tumblr.com!

Holla holla!

My buddy Bobby made his debut on SNL last night and KILLED that shit. I've seen him do that "pepper" sketch many times on the UCB stage, and it's always been one of my favorite sketches ever. So weird/wonderful to see it on tv. Congrats to Bobby, and congrats to Saturday Night Live for picking him up.

You cut me with your words

I'm in a video! Check it out! Stay for an adorable outtake after the credits!

I'm a gay man stuck in a straight girl's body

George Michael is going on tour.

Don't judge me, I'm well aware of how stupidly excited I am. I'll be making some important purchases for myself and my roommate on George's official website while I wait for tickets to go on sale April 6th. You in?

Additionally, I found these while image searching:

Fantastic!

And a cat named George Michael!

O, R they?

Alright, I've been tagged. I wouldn't normally do this, but I'll punch a baby in the face before I turn down a challenge.* Here are some (different people who have done if have anywhere from 5-15 quotes, so I'll pick as many as I feel like**) quotes from some of my favorite movies, or movies I quote the most. If you guess them correctly, you win my respect or a pony. Choose wisely.

1. Hey! Dancin' boy!

2. If Benjamin were an ice cream flavor, he'd be pralines and dick.

3. So there's that. I guess I have that.

4. The phone! The phone! Where's the fucking PHONE?!

5. I've had a rough year, Dad.

6. After my divorce from Luther I scraped by with baby-sitting gigs and odd jobs - mostly the jobs we call blow.

In turn, I'm tagging these people: Scollins, Katie Cheek, Evan Pohl and Tim Dunn.


*Probably not true. Unless a baby challenges me, in which case it's on, baby.
**Bonus quote in the title! Aaagh!

I made a mistake today

That was it. I can't imagine why someone would buy this in the first place, there's nothing appetizing about something flavored like shrimp that you can buy with cigarettes and a lotto ticket. Sure, I tried a couple, but didn't pay money for it. I was curious and someone had left them up for grabs in the office kitchen. Now all I want to do is find out who bought this garbage so I can judge their poor money management. I'm going to go throw up, brb.

My dog Finn is an adorable asshole

So, the pants that I'm wearing... I think my dog peed on them. I'm actually sure of it, because my pants smell like dog pee and I didn't put it there (...Evan? Anything to confess?). I inconveniently noticed this shortly after I got to work, so have been spending the day distancing myself from my coworkers and doctoring a photo of the little rascal. I know I won't have the heart to scold him when I get home because he will have forgotten and I am a sucker for a pretty face. Again I find myself a pushover for an adorable asshole.