For the love of a lousy buck...

May 21

TT: IMHO Edition.

The first rule of grocery shopping for teens is that if you buy something you think they’ll like but that they have not specifically mentioned as a desired food, they will not like it. Your honor, I’d like to submit a box of one million dark chocolate covered frozen banana slices purchased at Costco as Exhibit A.
Who the fuck doesn’t like chocolate covered bananas?
The idea that if you don’t like Star Wars, you haven’t seen it is false. I’ve seen it several times. I saw it the week it came out. It’s ok. I thought it was exciting but didn’t for a minute think I’d still be hearing about it 3 years later let alone 30 plus years later.
I’ve been able to spend an alarming amount of time with @lolaverses lately and it’s been wonderful.
I don’t mention every little thing here or post more than a pic of us once a week or so because it annoys people somehow but my heart likes it quite a bit.
If there’s something you want to do to make a difference in the world in some way, do it. Make the difference no matter how small. The idea that you’re somehow a rube or simpleton because don’t blithely ignore your values if you can’t singlehandedly solve a world problem is silly. Boycott a company, buy a guy, don’t buy gun, get an electric car, volunteer, work for charity. reblog stuff. Whatever you want.
If you don’t want to do anything, don’t. But don’t belittle those who do.
I’m an empathetic person but not all national tragedies are created equally for me. Some hit me harder than others. The Oklahoma tornado hit me very hard. Best of luck to you all and thanks to those who help.

May 20

Filtered for her pleasure. (at Del Prado Cabana Club)

thewolfspirit:

http://www.march-against-monsanto.com/

someone was asking the other day about how to go about boycotting Monsanto so here’s a good place to start

I just downloaded an iPhone app called “Buycott”. You can identify your cause du jour and scan barcodes with your iPhone and it will let you know if your purchase puts dough in the pockets of Monsanto, Koch Brothers, etc. Pretty cool. Also, to be fair, this Monsanto list is not only companies that are owned by Monsanto but also ones that are major customers. KC Masterpiece, for instance, is owned by Clorox. And obviously, they don’t own Coke or Pepsi.

(via socoamaretto)

Remember when News Corp. bought Myspace and everyone said, “How bad could it be?”

My Tumblr Crushes:

When the train left the stayshun they was two lahhhts on behind.

May 19

Pretty fabulous here. (at Buck’s House)

I occasionally share my most tasteful tweets.

10000bc:

since abercrombie an fitch destroys its unsold clothes and wont donate bc poor people wearing their clothes gives them a bad image i say everyone should donate as much abercrombie and fitch brand clothing that you have to homeless shelters so you can simultaneously piss off a shitty company and help those in need

I say donating it and hoping it ends up on unattractive homeless people is a dick move but it’s not a full on dick powerplay. I think you should cruise the streets looking for a really fat dude with enough open sores that he can slide down the street like a slug. Come on people, lean into this one. I would help but I don’t have any of that crap and never did.

(via pseudofauxme)

May 18

Picnic time on the mean streets of Santa Clara University. (at Santa Clara University Ignatius Lawn)

Happiness ruins Tumblr.

I get some ideas for posts. Mostly negative things. Things I don’t like. NASCAR. Go sit on a fucking overpass in a wifebeater with a 30-pack of Bud Lights and a bag of sunflower seeds and have yourself a time. Normally, I could get a whole post out of that.

Star Trek? I’m old enough to have been there for Star Trek when it came on TV. No one fucking cared. No one. It was on for three years and basically got beaten senseless in the ratings by My Three Sons and Gomer Pyle and then was mercifully removed from the airwaves. It was a failed TV show. Not a lifestyle. If you’d get out of your mom’s basement, it would all become clear to you.

My Dish Network harddrive crashed about a week ago. Only one TV in the house works. I watch Giants games on it. I have no TV in my bedroom right now. Normally I would rail about that but right now, it doesn’t seem to be a big deal. I finally called yesterday to get a new one. I’ll have it in about a week. While I was on the phone, I cancelled about 457 channels and cut my bill in half. I told the nice woman from Bangalore (probably) that as it turns out, I only need one channel (the one that has the Giants) but in a cruel joke, I have to buy another 230 “basic” channels to get it. Basic? Basic is air, water, Giants baseball and a small amount of food. And Dylan. But I digress.

I’m finding it hard to blow up minor annoyances into full-blown rants. If I were Keith Moon right now, I’d tidy up a hotel room. If I were Chris Brown, I’d give Rihanna a footrub. If I were Dick Cheney, I’d not bomb a country full of brownish people.

I’m growing soft and complacent maybe. I’ll stop short of using the “L” word but my own sister accused me of being in it yesterday. My own sister.

And one of my kids and my mom and three people at work.

Just when you think it can’t happen.

It’s probably best to not overthink these things.

NASCAR is for morons.