He revenged our constant jeering with his every word and deed.
If you’re a fan of Pulp Fiction and typography, you simply must check this out. (Profanity warning, so don’t turn it up loud in front of your three-year-old, unless you want him running around all day yelling, “English, mother fucker, do you speak it?” That might be kind of funny, though. Oh well. Use your own discretion.)
Here is the site where I discovered this masterpiece.
Here is the creator’s website.
Then someone told us about this nifty typographically fantastic work. You can see more of that artist’s goodness here.
In other news, the Dodgers are rocking it these days.
I’m trying to eat seven meals a day. I think I got to six yesterday. I’ve only had one today.
Now if I could just cut back on my soda intake. I blame Mel currently, for the whole cherry drink thing. I also salute Mel for her serious contribution to my ongoing “novel.” It’s like wading through quicksand. Writing and I, we’ve always had that love-hate relationship.
Oh, here’s something I find completely hilarious and forgot to mention before. Apparently, some of these lovely find-your-soulmate websites actually allow their users to purchase lifetime subscriptions to their service. Lifetime subscriptions. To a site encouraging people to find their soulmates. Their one-and-onlys. Their perfect and eternal monogamous relationship. But just in case, if they get bored with the perfect monogamous relationships and “just want to see who else is out there,” they’ve got that covered. Because they’ve already paid for a lifetime of backups and possibilities and “It’s Okay To Look”s. Did you know match.com has actually trademarked the phrase, “It’s Okay To Look”?
That’s classy.
Their website also says, “Last year on Match.com, more than 400,000 people found someone to keep them warm at night.” I have my football pillow and blankets to keep me warm at night. What I want is a lifetime security blanket subscription. Unfortunately, match.com doesn’t appear to offer the lifetime special (pun intended). I signed up for an account to see if I could get one. So if you’re looking for a good time, check out Jane_the_Ironic. She’s hot.
Match.com does offer a gift subscription, though. If anyone ever bought me a gift subscription for a match site, I would probably kick him in the shins. Hard.
This is enough crap for now. I could probably find something else to write about, but my novel needs attention. It needs a lot of attention.
Oh, but I want to go to The Rocks in Sydney.
Peace, love, and a lifetime of searching for your soulmate.
I appreciate that, but I could get the tickets. I just haven’t decided whether or not I should go yet. And I’ve been bugging dismarum about it.