Fixed the sidebar

Thanks to everybody (and by "everybody" I guess I mean Jorge... the only person reading this) for coming out to Rose's party last night! An extra thanks to Claudia for hosting as well. Everything went perfectly.
I fixed the little bar on the side of the page. It took all of 30 minutes and is directly attributable to Jorge forgetting to end a quote (one of these ") on October 21st, 2004. You think I don't know what you're trying to do Jorge? Trying to sabotage the blog so that people can't use the nifty links on the right side or see the awesome picture of Stallone? I know. I know what you're doing.
So yeah, for future reference, let's finish those quotes. Punk.
Dude, Rose and I got home and flipped on the first OC DVD. Two episodes later it was four in the morning. Soooooooo good. We are soooooooo lame. But seriously, it's really good watchin'!

Wow. Nobody writes in here anymore.

Just in case anyone is listening...there's a free show at the 930 club on Friday featuing Dogs Die in Hot Cars, which is actually a really good band. Rose and I are going to go and you all should too.
See any and all on Sat. for Rose's b-day party if not tomorrow at the 930 club.

There shall be no shark jumping!

Jorge, while I appreciate your Jump the Shark reference, I do not believe that his blog has jumped the shark.
You could definitely argue the other way. You might argue that I didn't notice your jump the shark reference or blog posting until yesterday.... three days after you posted it. That's a good argument. You probably think you're pretty smart. You are.
I was thinking that same "jump the shark" stuff myself when I checked the blog this morning and then I thought, "Hey, the blog will pick back up next season." I think it will, but I also think that in the meantime we can use it for some other great stuff. Like all these pictures that Claudia sent me that I'm posting below:

Whither Sisqo?

What happened to Sisqo, the brain behind the 'Thong Song'? Did he die and I just missed it? Were he and DJ Jazzy Jeff murdered a la Biggie and Tupac? Things to ponder on a Monday.

Bush's Brain

I watched that movie with Rose and my mom last weekend. F*cked up, right? That Karl Rove looks like a fetus and is a mean little squirmy guy. I don't like it at all.
On a totally different subject, has anyone ever tried to get a cab in North East at one in the morning? Rose and I were at a friend of hers for a birthday thing over on 23rd st off of Benning road (y'know, the street with all the killings and fun stuff on the news) and had to wait an hour after calling a cab for it to show up. Then when it did show up I was busy waiting on hold to ask where the hell our cab was and missed the call. So we had to order another one and then after we had waited another half hour for the new cab, someone offered us a ride. It's now 2:37am, with initial cab ordered at 12:19am, second cab ordered at 1:22am and they still haven't called to say that our cab is there. Luckily, we're already home. Yellow Cab Co. of DC is now on my sh*t list. Right up there with US Airways (they suck), vodka (also known as "Greg's Arch Nemesis") and Karl Rove.

I could've done more!

But the good thing is that there's more to be done.

Race: Too Close to Call. Me: Sad, Dissappointed

I am so disappointed in my fellow americans today.
I woke up to listen to ass-munchers already giving the election to the "president". So sad. Can't even put sadness into words.
If w does win, I'm going to go through that month or two-long phase of saying "I could have done more!" and then eating some cereal.
The most telling thing this morning was when the paper came and I caught myself feigning interest in the Food section. I've never opened that section before, but was so scared to read about Daschle losing and Bush being a cocksure moron and this country thinking that four more years of the shit that got us where we are is a good idea.
And NOW I have to start writing letters to every friend I have outside of the US apologizing for my stupidass neighbors in all the little red states on that map.
On the bright side, I learned that if you're not going to use butter within two days of buying it, you should put the package in a ziplock bag and throw it in the freezer where it will keep for up to two months! (And you thought I was kidding about reading the Food section.)

Mo! Alright!

PCP will definitely make you do some cannabilistic stuff. I checked out the website for XXL and I must say that the amount of cursing in the letter from the editor really made something in my heart say, "wow, I'm totally in love with this magazine." The message board is pretty amusing, too.
I just finished being forced to watch Notting Hill. A word to the wise: Netflix accounts should only have access for one person. Next up? Monster. I don't know when Rosanna added these things into the movie Queue, but the last thing I ever wanted to see was Charlize Theron made up all ugly. With any luck the movie will be trumped by election coverage tomorrow and I can sneak it into the mail before it ever makes it into the DVD player. Oh shit. Rosanna probably reads this blog. Hey, honey! What's up? Forget that you read everything before this sentence, ok?
And also, everybody get out there and buy America (the Book). It whips ass.

Good Boy.

Why hello there, is this the horse porn appreciation chat group? No? Oh well.
Let me take this moment to introduce myself to those First Ballers that I haven't met. I'm Mo and I was once a proud member of your squad. After the second game of the season, there was an ugly flip cup incident at the bar and I was forced to kill 3 opposing players in hand-to-hand combat. I was kicked out of the league and moved to California. But it sounds like you all had a successful season. I can't believe there's no kickball until May.
I also thought I'd share something that I read in the rap magazine XXL recently (I don't know what to say, the subscription was a gift). Anyway, in this passage some rapper is talking about a guy he used to rap with:
"Big Lurch got on some ol' shiesty shit, snake-in-the-grass type thing," reveals Doonie Baby, regarding his former partner who, in 2003, was convicted for murdering and cannibalizing a friend's girlfriend while on PCP. "So me and Rick decided not to fuck with him no more. Big Lurch went on to do his own thing."
Is that not the understatement of the year?! Oh yeah, Big Lurch got into some snake-in-the-grass thing where he KILLED and ATE his friend's girlfriend. Good God, what a great magazine.