Marc
On Content
We've got nothing. We're like a season of Seinfeld episodes -- nothing happens, but you'll never see us stop talking about nothing not happening. We'll ramble on and on and on until we're blue in the face, our fingers are broken, or until we're too broke to fix our shitty computers. I like to pretend that people think we're funny, and that's why they read this page, but the reality is more like we know all the people that read this page anyways. And I'm saying know as in actual human contact know. So, even pretending that people coming here for funniness/nothingness is kind of a misnomer, as people come here to see if we've written most likely, so they can say stuff like, "Ha! I knew you were just sitting at home dicking around last night! Why didn't you call or come out or email me, or whatev?"
So, basically, I guess I'm saying that having this page is kind of a hinderance on my personal/social life as it can get me in trouble from time to time.
On Twins
I saw twin females this afternoon walking together, studying for a test together (the notebook and generalized questions tipped me off), and wearing the same outfits together. It made me wonder this -- at what point do twins decide that it's time to move on and get away from their other half? I mean, I lived with the infamous Fast brother twins for a total of nearly four years, and I can't recall once ever having seen them wear the same article of clothing (except, of course, for Tu-Tu Tuesdays ... but that was more than just those two wearing pink tu-tu's) at the same time. I guess, though, that they have tended to follow each other to different towns and whatnot -- Rick to Blormal, Matt to Blormal, Rick to Chicago, Matt to Chicago. Maybe that just means Matt's not only Rick's twin, but his stalker as well. Either way ... hmm. It makes a brother think.
On Content
We've got nothing. We're like a season of Seinfeld episodes -- nothing happens, but you'll never see us stop talking about nothing not happening. We'll ramble on and on and on until we're blue in the face, our fingers are broken, or until we're too broke to fix our shitty computers. I like to pretend that people think we're funny, and that's why they read this page, but the reality is more like we know all the people that read this page anyways. And I'm saying know as in actual human contact know. So, even pretending that people coming here for funniness/nothingness is kind of a misnomer, as people come here to see if we've written most likely, so they can say stuff like, "Ha! I knew you were just sitting at home dicking around last night! Why didn't you call or come out or email me, or whatev?"
So, basically, I guess I'm saying that having this page is kind of a hinderance on my personal/social life as it can get me in trouble from time to time.
On Twins
I saw twin females this afternoon walking together, studying for a test together (the notebook and generalized questions tipped me off), and wearing the same outfits together. It made me wonder this -- at what point do twins decide that it's time to move on and get away from their other half? I mean, I lived with the infamous Fast brother twins for a total of nearly four years, and I can't recall once ever having seen them wear the same article of clothing (except, of course, for Tu-Tu Tuesdays ... but that was more than just those two wearing pink tu-tu's) at the same time. I guess, though, that they have tended to follow each other to different towns and whatnot -- Rick to Blormal, Matt to Blormal, Rick to Chicago, Matt to Chicago. Maybe that just means Matt's not only Rick's twin, but his stalker as well. Either way ... hmm. It makes a brother think.
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