Posted on April 24th, 2009 in Doc, Miscellaneous by Doctor Detroit
Is this #3? I’m not even in my office right now. What the hell?
I’m not using the dashes anymore. HAPPY, BRICK?
This isn’t any meaningful post (none of my posts are), but I figured, what the hell.
The NFL draft is this weekend, and so that means I’m going to be watching ESPN for about 13 hours. Not that that’s any different from any other football weekend, but all the same, I’m happy. I’m going to be on my ass watching that and answering panicky e-mails from my students about their papers due on Monday that they’ve had 4 months to write but are doing right now. I’m fine with that. The Lions, I know, will royally fuck up. The Redskins (YOUR Redskins, not my Redskins, I want nothing to do with any racist mascots, thanks) obviously will fuck up and Brick and Sasha will be FRRRRIOUS. And then we, you and I, are going to have to listen to the fury and anger on Sunday night during the podcast.
Twitter is awesome. Wil Wheaton, the Rifftrax guys, Michael Ian Black, it goes on and on. And we’re on Twitter! So there’s that. I’m shamelessly in love with it, so much moreso than any kind of social networking or blogging site. There’s so much potential there, it’s awesome. Awesome! It’s fun, it’s awesome, I love it, it’s great, it’s fun, etc, on down the line. The comedy is worthwhile, but I really like the randomness of it all. It’s also good at making a lot of people seem much more human (celebs) and exposing a lot of the little annoying things about everybody, celebs and regular dopes like me. I’m into seeing how annoying people can be. There’s a lot of self-loathing going on, I recognize this.
Survival mode in Left 4 Dead is great. 90 seconds, and you’re dead, and no amount of planning can stop that from happening. The best we’ve been able to hit is about 3 minutes, which was, to be completely honest, a miracle. I’m lying, it wasn’t a miracle. It was all me, because I’m really good at killing zombies (that’s a joke, I’m not. At anything. Ever. Not good. I’m CAN’T.)
Like I said, this post is just to say hey, what’s up, are those new pants? And not anything meaningful. Sorry about that. Fuck Van Helsing. That’s all I’ve got.