So This Guy

ate some acid and hid in a closet. His friends recorded his conversation with himself and animated it. Check it out:

My Dear Mimosas,

The Poll has been Re-opened.

In which Danny finally remembers the title of that book!

The Bears' Famous Invasion of Sicily!

(Posted here for safekeeping)

Count my vote!

I have been incredibly distracted by the awesomeness of the US Men's Soccer Team over their last two games, and I therefore missed this most recent (and most relevant) of polls. I must then call for a re-vote so that we may have a full and fair accounting of sentiments in this matter.

Don't be an Ayatollah. Gimme a another shot!

- Mir Houssain Mustravers

Last Meals...

I've decided that if I'm ever in a situation where I am to choose a last meal, I would like to be prepared. Because...well...how shitty would it be to make a poorly thought-out choice? It seems clear that a tasting menu would be in order, right? So here are some thoughts:

1) Belgian endive, arugula, Boston lettuce, candied walnut, sliced pear, and fried goat cheese salad with a balsamic vinaigrette.

2) Ossobucco. With toasted slices of freshly baked French bread spread with marrow roasted with salt and black pepper, sprinkled with lemon juice.

3) Grilled Kobe steak with portobello and foie gras.

4) Poblano pepper stuffed with chicken, black beans, diced tomato, onion, cilantro, fontina, and cheddar. With guacamole.

5) Saag paneer. With makki di roti.

6) Sea urchin roe, Alaskan pink shrimp, and fluke nigirizushi (separately, of course), eel and avocado makizushi with eel sauce, and seared toro with wasabi mayonnaise. And warm sake.

7) Some kind of desert...not sure exactly what.

8) A mint julep.

I think there's definitely room for improvement there, but I could die happy with that as my last meal. Okay, your turn!

Sarah, meet your neighbors to the North

Genius!

h/t to the other, more controversial Sara

...and then he found out it had silly effects

There is a very real chance that this will not get old. Ever.

In which Danny figures out how to use his laptop's camera!

I can see myself on it!!!

I shit you not.

Conversations with my father

*telephone rings; it's my dad*

Danny: "Hi, Dad. How's it going?"
Arye: "Nice, nice."

*pause*

D: "So what's up?"
A: "Nothing."

*pause*

D: "So...uh..."
A: "What?"
D: "Well did you want something?"
A: "What do you mean?"
D: "You called me! What did you want?"
A: "What did I want..."

*pause*

A: "I totally forgot."
D: "Well do you want to call me back when you figure it out?"
A: "Do I want to call you back when I figure it out..."

*pause*

A: "Oh! Uh..."

*pause*

A: "Did you see that there's an avocado on the counter?"
D: "Yea."
A: "Well you might want to eat it, because it will be bad."
D: "Okay."
A: "Bye, Danny; bye."
D: "Bye dad."