I took my usual pre workout caffeine pill but am now using that energy to focus on updating the various venues through which I purge my tasteless jokes and quips.
"Gooch," you ask, " and downloading pirated movies and porn?"
Yes. and those things, too.
I'm intrigued by the news of an Asian girl being found dead in a high security building on Yale's campus inside of a wall.
There are 72 cameras in the building where she was killed. No one has explained fully the "tucked in a wall" concept. How the fuck do you put a body into a wall? Did she stiff a sheet rock contractor on a payment? Was it a gang hit? "Annie Le sleeps with the insulation." The police are clearly sandbagging the media on information. I mean, the killer has to be on the video. The killer had to swipe a card to get in. Bloody clothes found above the ceiling and police won't say to whom they belong?
And when did mainstream media start giving such a shit about non-caucasian missing people? Good for you, CNN!
Interesting story about the picture at the beginning of this blog: I'm not listening to anything on the headphones and I'm not wearing pants.
Patrick Swayze died. He's the one who inspired me to become a bouncer in the early 2000s. Well, he and unexpected unemployment. Finally, it's his way or the highway... in Heaven.
I love ending items about dead people with the words "in Heaven." Here's a Facebook update that did make it to Twitter/Facebook:
Patrick Swayze and Jerry Orbach can argue about putting Baby in the corner... in Heaven.
I like using bold and italics. It brings a warmth, depth, and extra dimension to my writing. It serves as, say, a distraction from the hasty and thoughtless nature of my semi regular articles.
Peace, fuckers. I'm working on a list of people who have died in 2009. This has NOT been a good year to be an unhealthy celebrity.
goochout
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