There. Now that all you Type-A types are paying attention, I'd like to spread some of my no-can-do attitude, really bring it down a notch. And you're going to like it! Because if you don't make it to the end of this blog, you officially LOSE at reading. I'm timing you. Read More »

...As soon as I finish this blog.

I mean it, Mozilla! We're through! Gmail, get off my nuts. Twitter you @sshole, would you do... anything, for once? I don't understand how we can spend so much time together, and still have nothing to show for it. Read More »

Is it true? Am I actually blogging again? To be honest, I'm not certain what will happen when I click "publish post." I halfway expect "Internet is full, please try again."

*edit: my PIC blogger account is so old... that yup that pretty much happened. That'll teach me not to live in 2007* Read More »

1. His recent Zach Galifianakis collaboration.

2. Putting 50 Cent's money where his mouth is.
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Transformers are less impressive than they appear.
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A Hollywood book signing with Mike Faerber, enjoy:

Only Fan - Hey Mike, my name's Aaron, I love your wri-
Mike - Aren't there supposed to be... more of you?
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Well look at that. Mike started writing again. And also talking in third person. But as long as he's not here. I wanted to let you know that Mike is pretty much in love with this man.

More specifically this video created by that man.
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Nathan called me out, I've been lazy lately, and ironically enough on a film set. But he forgot the part about me idly wasting hours with a beer in hand.

Alas, it was not in vain, for it was on a film set that history was made.
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Why I Don't Get Laid Read More »

Dreams are a funny thing. Just the idea of your brain not getting enough thinking activity in during the day, and has to have its little play time is kinda creepy. Division of the conscious and unconscious, emergence of feelings that were previously repressed, it kinda makes you wonder who that "other" person living up there is, and whether you can trust him.
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I've recently rented the first season of Scrubs from netflix *Smiles while holding up red envelope* I now have the first four seasons waiting in my queue, and here's why.

Scrubs is Unfuckingbelievafuckingble. Fucking.

In fact, Scrubs is so good, that here is a list of non-fabricated (exaggerated hyperbole to follow later in this blog) reactions I have to the show. Read More »

I don't understand homophobia.

Even among close friends, who aren't bible-beating, shotgun-pumping, big teste-d, Frat-ball player steak lovers, I still feel a lot of resentment and hate-speech a la. "Seriously Mike, I'm beginning to think you're gay."

Okay, so I kissed a guy.
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I'm referring for once not to me but Curtiss... the jackass who does fucked up shit with enemas and things and now writes about it in his PIC column... Also don't forget Chris Phelan. But i'm sure this is old news.

And since Court hasn't been blogging lately, I figured I'd fulfill that whole "PIC Behind the scenes" role.
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It's 3 am, I'm blogging, and I'm rattling off as many one liners* as possible. Let's do this.

Asking someone to be your Netflix friend is like saying, "Tell me how to be like you."

I like Nyquil, because between its name and slogan, you know what it does. Water: The swallow liquid.
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...that make you suddenly want to write. Is it the inability to sleep? The need to focus your mind on something?

Or is it the seemingly profound thoughts that come into your throbbing head, causing you to seek anything that relieves that pressure.
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