They do look strikingly similar. God look at that mug. You just know he blew his Sixth Sense money on vodka and hookers. I have a theory. The cuter a child star, the uglier and prone to substance abuse they will be as an adult. See Coreys Haim and Feldman. The uglier a kid, the better looking they are in adulthood, like that fat kid from Stand By Me who grew up to bang Rebecca Romaijn. Quoting Richard Dreyfuss, "The fat kid from 'Stand by Me' is now married to Rebecca Romjin. Can you believe that? I swear to God! Look it up on the internet! Doesn't that piss you off?"
Danica McKeller is an exception to the rule. She was adorable on The Wonder Years and nothing's changed except she's apparently a math whiz.
DD gets me, too The fact that Black Jesus or somebody else didn't post a picture of some girl with huge boobs amazes me.
Speaking of college football the Big 10 is such a worthless conference. Minnesota won today; I think they played some highschool's junior varsity team. Michigan & Michigan State elected to play real teams and were both summarily destroyed, while Purdue & Northwestern lost to MAC teams. Ohio State is currently losing to VT 21-28; let's see if they can salvage any dignity for their conference.
I grew up in Ann Arbor, I grew up a Michigan fan. I moved away about 10 years ago but I'm still a Big 10 football fan. Seeing the conference doing soo poorly is shocking. Not sure what needs to happen, but there's enough money around these schools for things to change.
Hokies win!!!! More importantly, the team looked balanced...offense produced and the defense never let up http://espn.go.com/video/clip?id=espn:11480632
The only college football game I ever went to was at The Big House. I was 16 or 17 years old. What an entirely massive ultra-clusterfuck shithole from Dimension X that place was. It doesn't look big on the outside, and you get inside and it is simply a hole in the fucking earth with 105,000 psychopaths piled on top of each other. Drunk people with guns under the front seat of their cars and jumper cables perpetually sitting on their dining room table. I've seen fans fight before, sure. But I've never seen fans from the same team scrap before. A stranger in an unholy land is how I felt.
Had a pretty damn productive day... Finally got the "portable" work shop set up on the deck under the canopy. Finished painting the storage room and made some seriously heavy-duty shelves along one entire wall (new nail gun got lots of use today, and the shelves are strong enough to support a row of engine blocks... gotta love being single), got a bed frame made (so I can now finally stop camping out in the living room of the new place as of tomorrow), and started the milling of a heavy-duty butcher-block type construction computer desk (L-shaped in a corner of the room, 7' on each side, 3.5' deep, 4" thick, made of local cedar). Should get the planing done and get it all glued up tomorrow sometime, after which I'll fab up some square metal tubing for legs, and put them on some solid neoprene locking wheels. This weekend is a major step towards getting the new place more livable. But now, time to finish off the box of awesome local wine and hop in the tub and watch a movie.
I went to a poor Catholic high school in the city. As a fundraiser, we use to clean the Big House the day after a game. The amount of shooters etc left laying around was impressive to me as a 16 year old. For the first time in many, many years, I have nothing to worry about right now. Kinda weird in a way.
Every time I cross the border I'm terrified that I have some year old joint stuck in the bottom of my bag somewhere that I forgot about. I remembered a hidden pocket in my backpack that I forgot to check right as I pulled up to the border agent, and almost threw up. No reason to think I had anything in there (I didn't), but still. Then I got through no problem and kind of wished there was a joint in there... Then I remembered that weed in legal in Washington! Can you imagine going to jail for "smuggling" a joint from BC into fucking Washington? Jesus. Your sig should be "tl;dr - Built shit then got drunk on wine."
I went to Blue Mesa for their $20 all you can eat brunch and bottomless mimosas and called in to work (still get paid suckas). I felt my day was pretty productive too.
Can't argue with that. I mean, how else do you celebrate getting some serious shit done? Personally, it's a blowjob and getting drunk. And it's not like people can fall asleep sober, right? Right?
Since we moved here, I've decided I should take The Husband to a Navy football game. Good idea, right?
I love it when a show I like actually gets better. Just watched Season 5 of the League and first episode of the current season. Awesome stuff.