halloween is one of the more visible measures of girls lack of creativity. and god bless them for it. while males struggle all year to come up with a recognizable and unique costume, girls stick with the old standby: slut it up. dressing trashy is NOT a costume. however, i think it is a more than acceptable arrangement. we males hereby agree to be clever and creative in coming up with our costumes and in return we get our fill of slutty pirates, slutty angels and devils, playboy bunnies, school girls, slutty fairies, french maids, and all that near nakedness.

again for clarity, girls simply add a bit of flesh to their wardrobes for a costume. this is not unique or new. but ... who cares? nobody. bring on the whorish cowgirls and scantily clad whatevers.

these made me laugh:

go to google, type in the word "failure", and click "im feeling lucky".
go to google, type in the words "french military victories", and click "im feeling lucky"

credit to woodsy on this one

im still working on that rome trip entry. i wrote it, but it was long, boring, and not funny. so im changing it. when in rome.

daily wisdom: the steam that pours from manhole covers smells like poo.

due to the reflectiness of our elevator, i have recently learned that i wear my hat offcenter. why did no one alert me of this? on a related note, hamel let me leave the apartment to visit a friend neglecting to mention the fact that 2 bottles of wine ago i had put a sticker on my face. someone mentioned it in the elevator.

synonym for flammable: inflammable. thats right.

im reminded this evening, of an incident from my youth. i had this paper written for highschool, and didnt want to type it up. so i bribed one of my sisters friends into typing it for me. the bribe: all the stems he could ever want to chew on, some good tunes, and a bowl pack sometime in the future. i dont know what made me think of that. but the friend did make an appearance in High Times wearing our highschool tshirt. nice.