Is there a Bachelorette Party Police that patrols hotel hallways to ensure that every Bachelorette party has those straws with penises on the end?
I don’t get it. Those can’t possibly be funny for longer than 15 seconds, but I can’t remember the last time I saw pictures from a Bachelorette party where they weren’t present. In fact, I don’t think I’ve ever seen one without them. Can I get into the plastic penis straw business? Seems to be booming.
Given the video of him I posted a few months ago rapping at a drive through while clearly high as hell. He doesn’t seem to make the best decisions.
Friend who sent me the link: “I would love to know what was going through his head when he left the house with 3 guns. I mean…I can sort of understand 1, he’s from the hood and all. But 3, on a tricycle bike? That’s just asking for it.”
“Dominique, you banged me, like right away, I hardly had to do anything. Tabatha you did the same. But most importantly you banged each other…and you let me watch. AWESOME.”—Mac. Can you tell I’m excited for tonight?
“Typical lenghth of [illegible scribbles]”
“Whether work is intresty”—Helpful notes written on the board by my professor who’s so awesome that he warned us on the first day of class that people are intimidated by him. I guess when you’re that sweet you don’t need to worry about spelling at a 5th grade level.
The gist of the article is that soon college education will happen almost entirely online, except for the very top tier of schools or schools with a big name brand. I don’t know if it will happen (employer issues, research program issues, kids fighting it), but I hope it doesn’t. And I don’t hope that it doesn’t happen because of the “going away to college and turning into an adult” bullshit that you hear from 22 year old recent graduates. Binge drinking four nights a week doesn’t magically turn you into an adult. If Freddy Fray Boy did somehow mature in his four years on campus, it’s not because he was away from home.
I hope this doesn’t happen because online classes don’t teach you a damn thing. I took one class online in undergrad and I don’t even remember what it was called, much less the subject matter. (Just checked my transcript. It was called Business Information Systems and I got a B in it. I still have no idea what it was about.)
Maybe in-person classes aren’t the most cost effective way to earn a degree, but aren’t they the most effective way to actually learn?
I’m going to teach you about the “Divide by 2 and add 7” Rule. I really thought that it was standard knowledge, but a few conversations I’ve had recently (consisting of someone asking me “Hey, excited for the freshmen this year?”) have shown otherwise.
Here’s how it works. Take your age and divide it by 2. Then add 7. That’s the youngest person that you can date and not be a creep. I’m 24, so I can date no one younger than 19. That means no freshmen for me this year, so stop asking.
I do, however, appreciate that she tries to capture that same down-to-earth, “Main Street”, everywoman tone in “her” writing that her supporters so love in “her” speech.
After watching Right America: Feeling Wronged, (choice quote: “What’s wrong with shooting moose and riding snowmobiles? I’ve been riding snowmobiles since ‘72.” No offense ma’am, but I wouldn’t want you second in line to run our country either) I am a little concerned that she’s well-liked enough by the right to become the 2012 nominee, or at least a major figure in primaries.
I don’t think that her presence in the political arena is helpful to either side. The extent of her understanding of any issue seems to be “The democrats are liberal elites and therefore anything that they believe in can’t possibly be good for working America. I represent the average American. I shoot guns and eat red meat.” Yeah, that’s the way we need to think. She’s exactly the kind of person we need leading our country.
One of the firms I interviewed with is in the same building as a major fashion magazine. In the 3 total minutes I spent in the lobby, I saw at least 5 tall, gorgeous girls. The two associates I went to lunch with confirmed it as the best perk of the job.
In close second: discovering that there’s enough room in the back seat of a town car to comfortably pull off the heel-on-knee leg cross.