Who likes crazy YouTube vidz more than me? Started Saturday morning off strong with a solid video on NLP techniques in the media.
(Hannity's always throwing up sixes!)
I went to the dermatologist and in the waiting room they had a tv showing a promotion on loop advising me to get a GOLDEN FACIAL. That must cost extra, right?
I remember that when this happened, it seemed totally outrageous. Somehow, only two years later, this seems almost quaint. Still, pretty sweet tat' if you ask me. Who doesn't look at a giant butterfly and not want to grab it by the wings and have sex with it?
On Monday night I went over Leigh's to hang out. We ended up watching a crazy public-access show on Manhattan's glorious MNN that featured a crazy man, wearing a mask, standing in a hallway smoking a cigar and ranting.
On Monday, I hooked up the TV and stoked to see that our previous tenant had forgotten to cancel cable! FUCKING SCORE! I was, however, quite shocked to see the new HBO On Demand line up for November. Designa Vagina? Pumping His Grundle? Holy shit, right?
Kids growing up today must have it so easy - they can just turn on the interweb or HBO On Demand and pretty much see EVERYTHING. Back when I was little, if I wanted to see some some titties I had to wait until the end of the month and then go down to the Cumberland Farms (which is the north Jersey equivalent of 7-11) every day and sneak around back and go dumpster diving - hoping we'd hit the jackpot and arrive on the day that they threw out all the n00dy mags from the previous month! (We used to sell all the extras to kids in Middle School - $5 a mag!).
It was either that or wait until everyone went to bed and stay up for hours watching the Spice Channel hoping that the "scramble" would clear up long enough to see a tit! Hahaha.
Later that night I saw the most disturbing disclaimer I've ever seen at the end of a commercial for prescription medicine! "The way VERAMYST works is not entirely understood." Whaaaaaat?
