Jan 14, 2012
Jan 11, 2012
Jan 6, 2012
Umm. This is the "Wild Things" threesome scene performed by hot dogs.
I'm not sure there is much more to say about that.
Jan 5, 2012
Concerns
Things I am worried about today:
- The difference between autonomy and agency. I cannot keep it straight.
- How to get the theme to the tv show Parenthood out of my head.
- Whether I can still eat tacos after eating a burger for lunch.
- What the fuck is going on here?
- Where my entire day went and what I did with it and how I can lose so much time when I don't even do drugs.
- Whether I should do drugs.
- I gave my dog a really crappy haircut. Again. Does he know how bad it is?
- Maybe I have Asperger's.
- When is Ryan Gosling going to call me back for our candy date?
- Birds.
Things Stephen Hawking is worried about today:
Tearjerker for the day:
Dear Customer who stuck up for his little brother,
you thought I didn’t really notice. But I did. I wanted to high-five you. Yesterday I had a pair of brothers in my store. One was maybe between 15-17. He was a wrestler at the local high school. Kind of tall, stocky and handsome. He had a younger brother, who was maybe about 10-12 years old. The only way to describe him was scrawny, neat, and very clean for a boy his age. They were talking about finding a game for the younger one, and he was absolutely insisting it be one with a female character. I don’t know how many of y’all play games, but that isn’t exactly easy. Eventually, I helped the brothers pick a game called Mirror’s Edge. The youngest was pretty excited about the game, and then he specifically asked me.. “Do you have any girl color controllers?” I directed him to the only colored controllers we have which includes pink and purple ones. He grabbed the purple one, and informed me purple was his FAVORITE. The boys had been taking awhile, so their father eventually comes in. He see’s the game, and the controller, and starts in on the youngest about how he needs to pick something different. Something more manly. Something with guns and fighting, and certainly not a purple controller. He tries to convince him to get the new Zombie game “Dead Island.” and the little boy just stands there repeating “Dad, this is what I want, ok?” Eventually it turns into a full blown argument complete with Dad threatening to whoop his son if he doesn’t choose different items. That’s when big brother stepped in. He said to his Dad “It’s my money, it’s my gift to him, if it’s what he wants I’m getting it for him, and if your gonna hit anyone for it, it’s going to be me.” Dad just gives his oldest son a strong stern stare down, and then leaves the store. Little brother is crying quietly, I walk over and ruffle his hair (yes this happened all in front of me.) I say “I’m a girl, and I like the color blue, and I like shooting games. There’s nothing wrong with what you like. Even if it’s different than what people think you should.” I smile, he smiles back (my heart melts!) Big brother then leans down, kisses little brother on the head, and says “Don’t worry dude.” They check out and leave, and all I can think is how awesome big brother is, how sweet little brother is, and how Dad ought to be ashamed for trying to make his son any other way.
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