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Effortlessly Average

Sort of half-heartedly leading the charge into mediocrity since, oh, let's say around 1987 or so.

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Proof that with internet access and a powerful laxative, even insipid people will blog; the place where your excellence and my mediocrity collide; where my Karma whips ass on your dogma.

Saturday, August 30, 2008

Have A Drink on Me


So today's my 16th wedding anniversary. Considering the divorce isn't final, I'm not sure what to do. I'm also not sure which should make me feel worse: that it's a day I always considered special yet won't be again, or that I actually didn't even remember what day it was until she reminded me just before it was over.

Damn.









The Definition of Irony


So you want the definition of irony?

When Cortez crashed Montezuma's party back in the early 16th century, he and his out-for-the-gold shipmates were introduced to a fruit we now call the avocado. Actually
the Spanish word for avocado, which generally sounds, phonetically, like ahb-oh-GOD-ah, is their word for lawyer. They did this because they struggled with the pronunciation of the Aztec word for the fruit, which is a whole lot of vowels and reminds me of the word "waddle" whenever I hear it, so the Spaniards used the word that sounded the closest to them. A word that happens to mean "lawyer" in Spanish. Now here's the ironic part: in Aztec, the many-vowelled word for avocado doesn't mean lawyer; it means testicle.

Saturday, August 23, 2008

Intermission

So, while I write one of the most poignant entries you'll ever read, take this and try not to hum along.



Soon. Very soon.

- The Number of People Stunned by My Mediocrity