I decided to do some research on these Chupa Chups which after breaking through a long and foggy memory block realized I used to eat these in high school. The Chupa Chups company touts that sucking helps you in the following ways:
- It’s Natural
- It stimulates your Immune System
- It makes you feel good
- It stops those bad habits
It’s interesting how they really promote these as an alternative to smoking. Also, check out this hilarious French commercial for les nouveaux Chupa Chups flavors. And I will cut out all sucking makes you feel good / oral fixation innuendo jokes. tee hee.
1. Obviously will lose at least 20 pounds
2. Will memorize The Immaculate Collection in case of Thai prison incarceration
3. Adopt a fish (frogs need not apply)
4. Take the bus to work
5. Learn how to use buses
6. Get back to riding at least 50 miles / week
7. Learn how to make gravy that doesn’t frighten even Marines when inspecting the soup pot. It’s going to need siving!
8. Post at least once a week on my blog
9. Begin planning European vacation
10. Stop kicking strays for fun
11. Go to the Podcast Expo 2007
12. Beat Ferg in danceoff after he’s lost the Car Bomb off to Lynn
13. Return emails when sent to me
14. Stop sharking people when I don’t get my way
15. Climb a mountain, and then sing “Climb Every Mountain” when have reached the summit
16. Learn how to do this “dusting” thing
17. Bust a cap
18. Reach 365 days with no self-inflicted knife wounds
19. Read at least 12 books that aren’t my special picture pages
20. Take the GRE
As heard in Borderline #71, here is the recipe for my grandma’s famous sugar cookies. Enjoy!
Remember, if you try and pass this recipe off as your own, I will hunt you down. Hunt… you… down!
RECIPE: Sugar Cookies
SOURCE: Grandma Wilson
CATEGORIES: Desserts
PREHEAT: 375 degrees F
INGREDIENTS:
1 cup sugar
2 eggs
1 tsp water
1 cup butter
3 cups flour
1 tsp soda
1/2 tsp salt
METHOD:
1st Bowl: sugar, eggs, water - beat together
2nd Bowl: butter, flour, soda, salt
Mix flour, soda and salt, add liquid ingredients and cut in butter like pie dough, then chill. Roll out and cut into shapes, then bake on greased cookie sheets at 375 degrees Fahrenheit for about 8 minutes or golden brown.
The weekend before last I whooped it up in San Francisco, in particular with my friend Scott, new awesome friend Katie and her friend Tobias. We ended up at The Cat Club there and I danced with this tranny in the cage for a while. Brandon later to me that she had, what he calls, “an alphalpha headlock.” Just think it over.
Me: Dad, my lips are so dry and cracked they’re killing me.
Big Dan: “Apply bacon grease and stay away from dogs.” = gold
What the hell is going on here? Did someone drive into a canal? Were they so morose about the fact that the nearest Puma Store is 100 miles away that they decided to end it all?
I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again: Punctuation is what separates us from the monkeys. Clearly, monkeys created this ad: Monkeys that work for Puma.
Original Link: copyranter
In the same vein as Mel Gibson’s anti-Semitic DUI blowup, Michael Richards, aka Seinfeld’s “Kramer” has chosen to join the bigot ranks. The performer, I’m sure now just days away from “rehab,” was on-stage in LA when he turned friendly heckling into a racist shout match. Don’t watch if you’re easily upset by the N word. It’s horrifying.
UPDATE: I just read that Richards was the original audience member tossed with water in the Andy Kaufman act. I don’t know if this is a Man on the Moon stunt but it seems grossly unnecessary. Thoughts?
In answer to the previous question, yes, I did want to watch The Fifth Element. And Christiana from Hey, Want to Watch a Movie? was nice enough to give me a chance to do just that this weekend. I had a great time and stayed up until the wee morning hours providing commentary on one of my favorite films. Check out the podcast and let me know how I did.
Stella Artois is not a Czech Beer
Originally uploaded by borderline.Stella Artois is now available at my local ghetto grocery store. Maybe the clerks have been listening to Borderline? Either that or the hipster quotient in the neighborhood has finally reached the point where Stella needs to be on hand at all times.
My verdict: meh. It really didn’t make that much of an impression on me. I await your hate mail on the subject.
Dear Sir or Madam,
We noticed the little gem you left on our ONE WAY - DO NOT ENTER sign last night, and after closer inspection I can safely say you are undoubtedly the world’s worst graffiti artist.
Your childish attempts at this urban art form are ridiculous. How am I supposed to take you and your “posse” seriously if you tag with a red Crayola marker? It’s not permanent, you idiot! Using my spit, a little bit of Scrubbing Bubbles and 5 minutes of mild exertion, I was able to wipe off EDZ 402ne or whatever you were writing. So please, stop the tagging - you’re only embarrassing yourself.
