I personally enjoy watching the train-wrecks of life as they unfold on Facebook. This super hot girl I went to X-ray school with apparently has issues in the dating department. She's the type who dates obvious pieces of shit, gets fucked over and then plasters "word porn" self inspirational quotes non-stop. Most recently, she met some dude and within a month, was engaged to him. So naturally, I got the popcorn. This guy looked like a chode of the highest order. As you might predict, the whole thing fell apart and she's single again and posting "word porn" every day. Photo for evidence of hotness.
I think the easiest way to get rich quick now must be to start a MLM company and distribute shit to housewives. According to my facebook feed, that is all housewives do. Well that and bitch about how hard their life is. Some facebook things I see a lot recently that I find odd: People who use facebook instead of text messages or a phone call. "Hey, long time no see. Give me a call sometime!" That's a text message. I get weirded out by couples that post things on each others walls like "I love you. Hope you have a good day at work" The final one that has been showing it's self more in recent years is old people that sign their post as if you can't fucking see who it came from. "I like sking their too. Jennifer".
The inspirational shit drives me nuts. More than anything else that is the fakest bullshit on social media. This alcoholic, out of shape white trash bartender posts them constantly. She's the definition of hot mess. The most fucked up, difficult to be around people are the ones trying so hard to rationalize how crappy they are by posting shit about inner peace and being OK with oneself and the world. In other words, it's our fault they can't have an evening with friends without getting into an argument, breaking down crying, or belittling their boyfriend. My version of Amy Dunne (Gone Girl) posts how amazing her life is. When she does post these things I know she's about to lose another husband or fiance and probably needs a place to live. Re Rio: people gon' die. Out of all the shitholes in the world, why go where the entire presence of the army will be required to keep those pesky poors and starving people from interrupting an international event. More than the Russian Winter games, Rio is an even worse mess of corruption and wealth gaps. I imagine it to be hell on earth outside of your hotel.
I'm not on Facebook, but my buddy does this on TEXT messages. He has a sig set up and EVERY text he sends has his name at the end. I was best man at his wedding. I f-ing know who it's from. And it's just his first name and it's a common name. I don't get it.
I know several people who put a callback number at the end of their text messages. Which I don't understand at all. I already have the phone number. It's part of the process of transmitting the message. I don't need it tacked onto the bottom of every message you send me.
My dad does this. "Blah blah blah, Mom, blah blah things only my dad would know, blah blah...Love, Dad." He's had the same number forever and still feels the need to sign every text.
I think I must be interacting with the world wrong because I never see that shit. Or maybe it's right.
The guy I a fishing with right now was in Vietnam, he was there for 9 months before he was shot in the leg and was taken out of combat but still had to spend and 6 months there as a personal jeep driver for a full bird colonel in Saigon at age 19, evidently once you have been wounded they did not send you into combat. So I was quizzing him on how it was, what war was like and what he thought about it and he drops this on me which I thought was the best story ever. He said when he got to Saigon he contracted gonorrhea 3 times in 3 months from fucking hookers at 3 bucks a pop. After the third time the Army doc told him he should just stick to gettting blown by the hookers as they did not know what condoms were. They treated him every time with penicillin. What a great war to be in if you have to go.
Good news: they caught the Disney gator that killed the little boy. Now we can finally hear both sides.
Remember that fucktard who went around tagging rock formations in national parks; using fucking acrylic no less? Then had the audacity to brag about it on Instagram? She got hit with 200 hours of community service and apparently BANNED from all national parks: http://time.com/4377932/national-parks-reddit-graffiti-artist-casey-nocket-creepytings/ I hope the ban is longer than her 2 year probation. I also hope an elephant sucks her into its asshole.
Damn. I thought my visualization was funny. That was awesome! "A daydreaming worker". Did anyone else start hearing "Beautiful Dreamer" while watching the suckage?
Worthless, vile cunt. It took long enough to tug her fucking coat and naturally it's a slap in the wrist.
PSA: if you're gonna sell drugs, don't put it on Facebook. Also watch your privacy settings. I'm going to interview this lady tomorrow. As per my practice, I always look them up on Facebook. Main thing I'm looking for is just background info, things that interest them. Formal questions get formal answers, so I interview like I'm having a conversation. Learn a lot more that way. And if I know they're interested in hiking, or a certain genre of music, or something major just happened in their lives, then that's relevant knowledge for me starting a conversation. So I looked this girl up and earlier this month she used a public Facebook post to advertise her selling schwag (a pound of it). Now what you do in your private life isn't any of my business, but if you're dumb enough to not know about privacy controls and then advertise something illegal, to me that says you have a complete lack of good judgment... Part of me just wants to print up a screen shot of it and slide it across the table "ok, first question, why should we hire you after this?" Also, her degree is in criminal justice.
I watched Top Gun last night. Playing with the Boys by Kenny Loggins has got to be the gayest song of all time. Maybe something by Culture Club or the B-52s comes close?
Not only that but its played when they're doing the volleyball scene, possibly the gayest supposedly heterosexual movie scene ever. If that was in brokeback people would be outraged, but no, there were red blooded gay marriage hating Americans out there who enjoyed watching a couple of oiled up young men playing with balls and high fiving. I think I'm with Tarantino on this, with what he said in Pulp Fiction, Top Gun may be the gayest movie of all time.