Mike this one's for you:

We all remember running home from school so we could tune into the the gang from Saved by the Bell's latest shenanigans.

If you didn't watch this show clearly you missed out on the best of what the 90's had to offer in after school programming.

In any case Screetch gave us the best years of his life and now he needs our help in return. Dustin's house in Wisconsin (his credit wasn't good enough to buy a house in CA) is being foreclosed (is that how you say it?).

You can help! Here's how:

So I admit I totally ripped this off from someone elses blog, but it is so funny it'll make you laugh. Anyone who has ever had AOL will be able to relate. So here is the set up:

I had an AOL account years ago. I kept it around because many of the suits in my office use AOL. When the boss needs AOL fixed, you'd better have an account to get it running. That's fine with me. It made troubleshooting much easier. Even though my father and mother both had accounts under mine, their computer didn't even have the software installed. No one in my family was using it, and at most I was using it once a month.

Recently, I decided that I could spend $14.95 a month in many better ways, and decided to cancel the AOL account. Knowing the horror stories, I decided to do the deed at work where I could record the whole thing. I knew it was going to be good, but I had no idea it would be the abusive disaster it was.

Click here to check it out.

The highlight for me? Him asking for my father when the account is mine, the name on the account is mine, and the card paying the bill is in my name.


And here is the audio (thanks to www.droppedin.com):



Listen and enjoy...

So this weekend I didn't just drink. Well actually I did, however on Sunday I actually went and supported a good cause:



Loving Day. Read about it. It's really interesting. And let's face it I can't resist hipster boys and free beer, even if it's only Budweiser.

On another note: Why didn't I find this?:



Me and (e:paul) used to wonder why no one ever offered us free drugs, like in the just say no commericals. One time we actually left a soda out in the mall to see if anyone would drop some roofies in it. As you can imagine it was a huge failure.

Oh and in case you were curious about what happens when two girlies go out and get retarded see the pics below:

Interesting article from the NYT. What I had seen happen in my own life is actually a phenomon. Young people are fleeing upstate NY in droves. read the article its quite intersting:



One thing that did ring true was:

In the Rochester area, Andrew Allen's older sister, Laura Jeanne Hammond, 26, returned to her hometown after graduating in 2001 from the University of Missouri with a journalism degree. She was hired as managing editor of Next Step Magazine, which is distributed in school guidance offices, and also founded a social group, Rochester-Area 20-Somethings. "My friends escaped to New York City for a life of poverty and I bought a house and started a family," she said.

Personally I prefer the poverty to suburbia and kids. I mean sometimes the poverty gets to you, but mostly everyone is poor so it's ok.

On another note, as I was washing the glass to drink my bottle of cheap wine I sliced the area between my thumb and pointer open. I think I could have used a stich or two seeing as how it hasn't stoped bleeding. So now I have sad feelings and a sad thumb. It seems fitting.

Oh my god. So recently I've been having this crush on this boy who I thought to be ultra adorable and fantastic. Turns out he is just a jerky slutty mcslut. He has umteen girls all over the globe. And by all over the globe I really do mean, France, Germany, London, NYC. Fucking A. The problem is I actually had some warm fuzzy feeling type things about what was happening. Turns out he is just another boy who is going to make me cry while I drink a entire bottle of Three Buck Chuck. Great.