I had a longer, depressing and weirdly bitter post that I just deleted. It was dumb. I’m feeling kind of depressed and when I get this way I go looking for answers in the wrong places. Or the wrong answers in the right places. Something like that.
lisarahmat asked: Are there snakes on the plane? And how do you know for sure? Also, why are you such a turd?
steelopus asked: Roger Daltrey or Robert Plant?
halfbakedidea asked: What's your favorite Christmas cookie?
sarijw asked: What's your opinion on buttered popcorn flavored jellybeans?
lindstifa asked: Where else did you eat?
squibble asked: Are you going to be in the mile-high club? Do you like gladiator movies? Have you ever been in a Turkish prison?
lafix asked: What is the most original and appreciated Christmas gift you've given?
essdogg asked: What are you doing?
Rob Delaney: My least favorite people (at this... →
robdelaney: My least favorite people (at this second) are people who feel Obama “let them down” or “didn’t deliver on his promise.” Guys, “HOPE” was a one syllable slogan, a logo even, to get a corporate backed, big D Democrat elected in a cash contest. People like you are THE SAME THING as the “undecided”…
No sooner is she walking than she’s causing trouble.
Great. Just great.
Just had a very awkward “conversation” with the young man, who apparently doesn’t speak English, sitting next to me on the plane. He was in a middle seat and I was in the aisle seat. They shut the door and I said “I think that window seat is empty if you want to spread out.” He nodded and said “Yes?” and began to move and I, not knowing he didn’t...
My inability to not be nostalgic messes up my aversion to nostalgia. I wonder, based on the younger people in my office, if there is anything that’s actually breaking through some kind of creative barrier in music, or if dubstep is the best this generation has to offer. I hate listening to format radio like classic rock and ’80s, but I love samples and mashups. I’m...
I don’t just wanna give your ass rabies I’d rather have your ass...– Ice Cube, “Man’s Best Friend” I’m feeling Cube after going home for lunch to find that this asshole shit in the den.
Sunday night dance party. As you do.
You ever get the feeling that two people you know might actually be one?