The Last Cokebender

What's wrong with this picture? See within this post for the answer.

Schlubs:

Ha! How's that for a movie title. I guess "The Last Airbender," the once pedestaled and plot twist expert M. Night Shyamalan's latest contribution to cinema was a catasfuckingtrophic failure. I mean, apparently it was a turd, and then he tried to polish said turd with post production 3D. Roger Ebert described it as watching a movie through a dirty towel. Maybe M. Night's next plot twist should be "It was a shitty movie, and then in the last 10 minutes it became awesome."

I got a bought a coffee maker last night. He's a Colombian gentleman. I picked him up at the labor camp last night. His donkey shitting on my front porch gets annoying, but otherwise, damn... great coffee. It should be, he picks the beans by hand.

I'm kidding, I wouldn't waste a labor camp acquisition on my fucking java. I've got a rock garden sprouting weeds and a water feature that's pumping an 80/20 ratio of water/dirt. I've got bigger fish to fry. Namely Tilapia. The Hispanics love that shit.

I did get a coffee maker and what I thought was a killer coffee mug. A stainless job with a handle - completely utilitarian. Cost about $3. Then this morning, I saw a Starbucks ceramic cup that looks like a standard-Starbucks-issue normal cardboard cup and lid. It was ceramic! And it was $13. I wanted it. It is to my cup as an iPod is to a normal MP3 player. It does the same thing, but I fucking want it. How amazingly gay is it that I covet a coffee mug solely because of its appearance? Answer: super gay.

Speaking of answers, the answer to the "What's wrong with this picture" at the beginning of this post: Everything.

I'm thinking of doing another podcast. I had some notes written down and I think I lost them during the course of my purging of stuff out of my house. I'm going to use my DJ mixing board to record it. I've gotta come up with a game plan, but if I actually put some effort into it, I'd have a sweet podcast.

Note: People that are using @someonesname and #hashtags in not Twitter generated Facebook posts are fucking douchebags, masters in the art of douchebaggery. Why does this bother me so much? I have no idea. I'm an angry person that gets set off at the oddest things and lives primarily inside my own head dwelling on things that are trivial yet bothersome for hours on end. Like run on sentences.

I've got to get to work.