Little Linkie Love

I went to a flea market yesterday with the First Lady, and while there, I had an epiphany: I will never, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever go to a flea market again for the rest of my life.

I didn't realize the utter hatred I had for flea markets until yesterday. I had been to flea markets before and not minded them, I had been to that particular one before a few times and not minded it so much. Why the big change around? I'm not 100% sure, but I think that one of the reasons has to do with the smell. Flea markets smell like a rubbys ass. Another reason is that flea markets are filled with absolute crap merchandise. The clothing is crap, the electronics are crap, the food is crap, the people are crap--both the owners of the stalls and the patrons of said stalls. Flea markets reek crapness and they are a terrible experience.

When the revolution comes, the first things on my list to gas-bomb are flea markets. Followed by martini bars.

As sane humanoids, we know what not to put in dishwashers. For instance, animals are not a good idea, not even if you only intend on putting them through the rinse cycle. Paper is another bad idea. However, did you know that pet toys and baseball hats are acceptable. No shit, I kid you not. The Ten things you can clean in your dishwasher besides dishes is a handy, but small, list of dishwasher safe materials.

I'm not sure that titling his post, Stunning Illustration of Japanese School Girl, is accurate. To say that the pictures in questions are stunning is up to debate. Personally, I find that there is hardly anything stunning about taking a picture of some Japanese girl on a cross, or with a nose bleed. Frankly, I find those kind of pictures blase and boring, a true sign of a photographer who lacks creativity. However, the girl is Japanese and is wearing a school girls outfit, so let the erotic fantasy games begin.

I can attest that doing push-ups is one of the best ways to get in shape. Especially if you cut a hole in the mattress and do them on your bed. This way you will not only get in shape, but you will get some much needed practise in when you finally meet, and bang, a girl. 100 push-ups in One Month, or whatever it's called, is worth looking at, reviewing, bookmarking, and then forgetting about. I keed--you should heed the advice.

I have to admit--I really like watching people fall off of treadmills.

At first when I saw the page, Time-lapse of Hanoi at Night, I thought that this was going to be one cool page, that there was no way I would be let down. Well, not unlike the penis extender I bought, or those 8000 shares in Bre-X, I was not completely satisfied. Perhaps I was in a bad mood and should look at it again. Perhaps it's shit on a stick, I'm not sure. That is between you and your God to decide.