Corey Haim found dead

Eh.

My bank gets lonely

The other day Chase sent me a new debit card, which had to be activated before I could use it. I called the activation phone number and it made me enter the 16-digit card number. Then...it was usable. No password...nothing. The sticker on the card said the card wasn't activated before I got it for my protection. Maybe the automated activation voice lady just needed to hear my sweet, sweet voice? Nice going, Chase.

I have decided that the "Blogs of Note" section on the main page

of blogger.com is filled predominately with blogs wherein ugly people type meaningless thoughts. The difference in mine? I'm a beautiful man.

Edit: Sound the alarm. I've used the word "blog" 3 times in one sentence. And now, 4 times in one post.

Johnny Weir, Team USA Olympic Figure Skater

Don't ever stop dreaming.

Dear Law School and Related Organizations:

I am flattered that you have chosen me to hound with letter after letter gently hinting at the possibility of a contribution, but as it turns out, I've already given you A HUNDRED THOUSAND DOLLARS for an education that has rewarded me with two years of headaches and underpayment. So you'll have to forgive me if I don't choose to make a donation to your cause.

Love,

Me

How to tell your new Facebook friend is an advertising ploy

1) You don't recognize them.

2) You have no friends in common.

3) They only have one picture.

4) Their wall is composed entirely of notices that they've added friends, and people asking, "Do I know you?"

5) All of their status updates are links to porn sites.

That last one is definitely the kicker. I'm on to you, social media marketers.

Conversation of the day:

I sent a friend of mine a website that I happened to think was hilarious and this was the short, ensuing discussion:

Friend: safe for work?

Me: yeah

Me: text and pie charts

Me: oh, one picture of a guy ramming another from behind but it's done tastefully

Friend: uhhh