May 2009
105 posts
How not to talk about it.
texburgher:
You know when, at the bathroom sink at work, there’s water pooling up near the counter’s edge? And as you lean against it to wash your hands, your pants soak it up, making it look like you peed into a hidden trough inside your drawers, except that the trough tipped over and spilled? And then you’re blotting, paper towels both inside and outside your pants, trying to remove - or at...
If you Google "just ladies tumblr" my page ranks...
I’m not really sure what that means. Also, anyone else put Google Analytics on their tumblr too?
Email and Facebook Events are driving me crazy.
(via kmaverick)
If I do respond, it’s always “maybe”
For AWESOME joke Tuesday.
kaitlinvalerieryan:
Sarcasm is when you tell someone the truth by lying on purpose.
10 Things Not to Say to a Guy After Sex | The Best... →
(via kmaverick)
“It happens to a lot of guys.” Takes me right back to high school.
(I’m joking. College.)
Your Humble Narrator
Hey All.
I spent this morning writing up a blog post about social media, twitter and beer.
I’m not nearly as creative and poetic as the rock stars that I met last night, but I felt inspired to do more writing myself.
Hope you take a minute to read and a moment to comment.
Your Humble Narrator,
Jon
Follow Friday
delgrosso:
So, who are the three Twitter people who aren’t currently following you, but who you wish were?
FWIW, mine are @warrenellis, @hodgman, and @lonelysandwich.
Your turn.
Im happy @Tony_D follows me AND my mom. That is sweet.
I really don’t have that many followers so I’m happy with all the sweet people that follow. I did smile a lot when @adamisacson starred two of my...
the great peanut butter war
inthefade:
It seems timestolen and I have come to a crossroads in our BFFness. Just a small battle. Maybe a big war.
It seems she is a heathen who enjoys chunky style peanut butter. I am a purist who knows that smooth is the only way to go.
So, we must draw up sides for this war.
Chunky or smooth. Choose your tumblr side.
Choose well, and may the peanut butter sauce be with you.
Please....
I can think of two things better than Capt’n Crunch when you’re drunk.
Well maybe 3, as long as you don’t tell anybody.
Damn. I would have an awesome reblog right now, but I’m on my iPhone and can’t.
I wish I could heart the notifications to let you know that I heart it when you heart me.