January 2008
15 posts
My sister is expanding her brand. Go Emily! →
Alright, regazzi (yinz). Time to pitch in for the... →
Welcome to AwkTown, Population H-Rod.
So then I was like, “Yo, brah! Ain’t no reason we always gotta be spattin! You haven’t written on my Facebook in like three months. Why are you bein such a bitch? You on the rag? Nevermind. Let’s just hug it out, brah. No? K. How bout a shake?” And then he got all huffy and was all like “Empty talk. Empty talk. Inanely inspirational but seriously lacking in...
Have you ever seen God? I Have.
Not in all of these old chiese (chur-ches), but on my dinner table last night. Cristina and I ate at La Cantina, a new restaurant owned by the genius who runs The Oil Shoppe, the place where really smart, sexy, hungry people can get really big, juicy, delicious panini very cheap. The place was mostly empty, so he agreed to give us the student special that is normally reserved for weekdays. Twenty...
This is the most hilarious thing to happen EVER! →
Thanks Tim! This is like.... *blank stare as... →
Rough Cultural Translation
Did you know that in Italy, you have to pay for grocery bags? Cristina and I didn’t until after the cashier at the supermarket yelled at us as we tried to take the bags he was giving to the man behind us. Cristina thought that he wouldn’t give us bags because he knew we were Americans, but in reality, we were attempting to shoplift. Also, we went to dinner and thought that we had...
I'm in England
I’ll be here for the next seven hours because USAir sucks ass. It’s gray and rainy and grassy. Pounds are confusing. More on this shocking turn of events later.
Stuff Like This Never Gets Old... →