pure science with a splash of black cat

I have now been up for a full hour and have done nothing. This? I wrote this in class on Monday. I have had this paper started for four days and done nothing with it.

FUCK YEAH PROCRASTINATION

FUCK. THAT. NOISE.

Out front.

Out back, so you can see the volume.

And it's not pretty, either. It's brown.

Those of you who want snow so much CAN FUCKING HAVE OURS.

(Attitude brought to you by Having to Drive in This Shit & Co., compounded by I Am Already Late for School and Parking Is Going to Suck Inc.)

Shoppers line up for Black Friday sales

Pam showed me this. And I hate all of these people. Please take pity on all of us retail slaves and DO YOUR SHOPPING ONLINE TOMORROW. Thanks.

Don't be hurt, Looch.

This is the introduction to a ridiculous TV show I watch every week called La Familia P.Luche. It’s on before Sábado Gigante, so rest assured, I’m receiving maximum cerebral stimulation on Saturday nights.

The theme song is annoying and catchy and features the best line ever written in a television theme song (“Eres un insecto y hueles mal”) and IT WAS STUCK IN MY HEAD ALL DAY.

Familia peluche somos
¡Toda la familia muy unida está!
Familia peluches todos
Veremos cuanto tiempo van a soportar

… It’s still in my head. Oh, no.

What Brick said: ‘When your powerplay is inept.’
What Brick meant: ‘When your powerplay is so bad, even at my age, I could lead this team in powerplay goals.’ SoSH

MAC AND MARY ARE MOCKING ME ON TWITTER. GEE I WONDER WHY.

Are you not sure why Dodgers fans want Vin Scully to work for the team for the rest of eternity? Here’s why.

Repeatedly in the sixth inning of last night’s base ball match, Charley Steiner kept referring to the man pictured on the left by the name of the man pictured on the right. Why, yes, Charley, they do bear a striking resemblance to one another. I can see how you would confuse them. However, it’s probably not outrageous to expect a guy who’s so far called nearly every single game this team has played this season to correct himself. Or, at least, to not continue being wrong. Stop thinking about your next meal and focus, please, Chuckles.

Vinny, we’ll even be happy if you call the games from your living room and do nothing but talk about Mel Ott. Please don’t leave us with that.