I'll be back...

Well, it's been almost 2 weeks since the start of my blog-writing fast... I feel like I'm on a writer's strike. Although I'm still working on my thesis, uh, for the last few days anyways. So instead of writing about annoying people or poop stories, I've been writing about sugar and fat consumption and the subsequent stimulation/inhibition of the genes involved making fat in the liver... and other fun stuff!

Truthfully I'm feeling a bit backed up. A creative constipation of sorts. I have no outlet for my weirdness and it builds and builds and one of these days I'm going to BLOW! My friends and family have been very understanding when the crazy does leak out, but I can only use their generosity for so long. Yep, I'm afraid I may have to start up the blogging again. It may be more sporatic than in the past, but I need to PURGE!

That's it. That's what I wanted to say. For now, it's back to fat synthesis and storage... Hmmm, writing about what's physiologically occuring in my body at this very moment. Ironic.

Taking a break...

I said before that this blog is an "outlet for my stranger side." As frivolous as it always was, it effectively served as a distraction from the less fun parts of life. If I got too serious or stressed, writing about something really stupid would temporarily lift me out of it. Kind of like when you get mad while looking for your keys and wipe out on the kitchen floor. You just have to lay there laughing for a bit and after that you find yourself not so mad anymore (till you get up and still can't find your keys and then you wipe out again... it's a viscious circle and I could spend hours at it, lol). So you notice what you focus on... and zeroing in on the more humorous side of life added a lot of happiness to the day to day, no matter what else was going on.

My family was always like that, giggling amidst the toughest of times. It's not that we don't hurt, it's just a show of appreciation for all (the light and the dark) aspects of life. While my brothers and sister laugh at each other (that was indeed "at" and not "with") or we all chuckle at something my dad does or smile at something my mom used to say... My focus is elsewhere for the next little while. I'm taking a break from blogging for a wee bit.

Making fun of chicks is pretty easy

These guys kills me... They must have had so much fun making this.

Gap Girls SNL

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Funny Shit

This post from the blog 15 Minute Lunch had me laughing pretty hard with all his comments about 'how to get your ass kicked..."


SEE: Strap in, shut up and hold on. We're going back.

Excerpt:

Last weekend I put an exhaust fan in the ceiling for my wife's grandfather. After a bunch of hours spent in The Hottest Attic In The Universe, he had a ceiling fan that ducted to the side of his house.While my brother-in-law and I were fitting the fan in between the joists, we found something under the insulation.

What we found was this:A JC Penney catalog from 1977. It's not often blog fodder just falls in my lap, but holy hell this was two solid inches of it, right there for the taking.

Pretty funny. Click on the link above there and check it out. Do it. Now.
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What!!! The thesis won't write itself?!?

Once again research elucidates something we didn't already know:

Study Finds Working At Work Improves Productivity

WASHINGTON, DC—The groundbreaking research found that by simply sitting down and doing work, employees can dramatically increase their output of goods and services.

It's a good thing I read this article. Now I realize that sitting down and writing my thesis is 100% more productive than various different subsets of not writing my thesis. If I actually write my thesis, then it's 100% more likely to get written than if I was constantly mauling my cats or moshing to the Offspring in the kitchen, 100% more likely to get written than playing online Scrabble with various cheaters, 100% more likely to get written than making YouTube videos of stuff that's 100% more exciting than thesis writing, 100% more likely to get written than meandering around the apartment searching for a reason to live (or my keys), 100% more likely to get written than checking Facebook to see how my friends are also spending their days not working, 100% more likely to get written than staying up all night (not writing) then sleeping all day, 100% more likely to get written than writing stupid blog posts on why it's not getting written, and 98.2 percent more likely to get written than if I just quit and went to work as a sandwich artist.

There you have it. It's official. Now I know. And when ya know better, ya do better. Right?

I'd better go and write something else now. Bye.

Offensive... Nah, funny!

I came across this clip of the “insult comic” Lisa Lampanelli being interviewed for radio… Is she offensive, or just funny?

I've noticed some things about radio DJs (particularly on morning shows). They talk too much with each other. GAB GAB GAB -- I wanna hear some music dammit!!! And then they laugh way too much at each other’s pathetic jokes! I simply can’t listen to some morning shows. The radio ends up in grave danger of being hucked out the window because of a pack of DJ hyenas laughing at unfunny shit like it’s the most hilarious thing they’ve ever heard in their entire life, morning after morning after morning. In DJ school there must be a class called "Laughing at Everything 101" where they learn how to spontaneously crack up at NOTHING... (Which is why I listen to Garner on Sonic every day… he's different.. :)

At least in this clip, they’re over-the-top laughing at something that’s actually funny!

Wiley Coyote

Caught a few photos of this guy at my parent's house yesterday morning. And to think he almost got away without posing for me... How rude!

Ah yes, there it is... the money shot! Thanks lil' dude.

Profanity is FUN!

Apparently a British study has found that swearing on the job can reduce stress and boost employee morale. (See article: What the ...? Workplace profanity boosts morale: study).

Interesting. I knew I was doing a good thing by swearing at the printer all the time! If my supervisor ever walks in (yeah, could happen), I'll just tell him that "frequent swearing can reinforce solidarity among staff and enable them to express their feelings, such as frustration, and develop social relationships." He's in research. He'll know it must be true!

Although I'm not sure what social relationships cursing would end up developing... or why. Will people think I'm cool because of my colourful language and want to get to know me better? I highly doubt it. Will they form a bond over how universally frustrating the printer is, and a relationship then blossom via an intense empathy for each others trials and tribulations? I doubt that too. I think I'll keep trying to stifle it as long as I know others are within earshot.

Driving, on the other hand, is a completely different story. I'm not getting mad while driving. I'm just expressing myself through profanity... It's pantloads of fun! Profanity makes me feel good, especially when directed at stupid people who don't know it. Hence, other drivers. On the road there's no lack of targets for my morale-boosting antics. And since when does such fun NOT improve the morale on a road trip?