I’m very happy to share some advice with you:
Don’t drink and blog. If you drink three glasses (not sips, glasses) of scotch and then get an idea for a blog, you’ll end up writing 1000 words asking the internet for a date. You will not come off as cool.
That is all.
Ok, if you know me you know that somtimes I am the only person who thinks something is funny. It happens a lot, in fact. So I want a reality check.
I made this lol celeb on ROFLrazzi last summer with their lol builder and it never went up. I happen to think it’s damn good:
Instead, they’ve put up things like this, this, this, this, this, and this. None of which is funnier (or even as funny) as the lol celeb I made.
I’m not fishing for compliments. I know I think this is funny. But am I out of touch? Or is this truly not funny?
I was at the delicious barbecue restaurant Hickory Park in Ames, Iowa the day after Christmas to have lunch with some of my dad’s side of the family. My mom and I got there early (yes my parents are divorced and I was having lunch with my dad’s family with just my mom–don’t ask) and we were wasting time waiting in the big lobby of this kitchy restaurant.
One of the numerous crazy-crap-on-the-walls-style items they had sitting around was an old scale that, if you paid it a penny, it would tell you your weight. It was obviously out of service, but it did give me one very happy surprise: according to the little sign on it, per Army standards at whatever time this scale was put out, a 5′10″ man (my height) should weigh 165 pounds (my weight). This is fantastic news!
In case you didn’t know, until I moved back to Minnesota in the spring of 2007, I never weighed more than 145 pounds. When I was at shool in Boston I walked everwhere, and this helped faclilitate my consistant slenderness, despite what was obviously a vast reduction in my metabolic rate.
This resulted in me putting on 20 pounds and having a slight jiggle belly for the first time in my 22 (at the time) years. I felt fat. So it is quite reassuring to know that in fact I am not fat. I am simply normal.
Although, I’m sure the Army expects those 20 pounds are muscle. let’s just not bring that up, how about.
