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Breathe, Breathe, Breathe you fucker ... BREEEEAAAATHE!!
by effenheimer at 04:41 PM on January 17, 2003
“Firey the Angels rose, & as they rose deep thunder roll’d / Around their shores, indignant burning with the fires of Orc” –William Blake, “America: A Prophecy”
Every age group believes that the new generation of kids is spoiled rotten. That may or may not be the case. But why is it always what the previous generation DIDN’T have that makes kids spoiled today? “When I was a kid, we had to get up and change the channel on our black and white TV using a knob. We didn’t have ‘remote controls’ and ‘color.’ We had to wait five minutes just for the TV to warm up so we could watch it!”
I can just see me in a few years. “When I was a kid, the most popular video game was Pong. It was ping-pong without the ping ... barbaric. We had Pop Rocks for candy and if you drank a Coke while eating them your head would explode.”
I’m sure the first homo sapiens had to listen to his grandparents go on, too. “When I was your age we didn’t stand FULLY erect. We stood three quarters erect and we were happy about it. And we didn’t have fire either. If we wanted to keep warm we had to cut open a bear and the bear didn’t just LET you cut him open, I can tell you that."
In the future, the kids we think of as spoiled will complain as well, I’m sure. “Back in 2003, we didn’t have androids to play with, if we wanted friends, we had to use people. We didn’t have virtual reality game systems, we had to play games on TV or on the Internet and you could tell they weren’t real.”
This is dedicated to Larry King, Andy Rooney and Dave Barry if it’s not too late.
Like him or not, Garth Brooks may be the greatest entertainer in human history.
Butter is better. If you really can’t believe I Can’t Believe It’s Not Butter is not butter, I weep for you.
Dogs beat cats any day. I’m sorry, but cats are just weird, self-centered beasties. Why you choose to clean up their feces is something you will one day have to answer for.
Cartoons aren’t just for kids, especially cartoons with a lot of sexual situations and swearing.
You say tomatuh and I say tomater. Let’s call the whole thing off. No, seriously, let’s.
Le Grand Salon is French for the Big Salon.
Whatever happens, don’t look down.
Don’t dream it, be it.
I do a mean imitation of an entire “Law & Order” episode.
Extra virgin olive oil is not for cooking. Some people ask how something can be “extra” virgin as though it either is or it isn’t. I think I’ve met a few extra virgins in my life.
Meg Ryan is just a little TOO precious. What is she like 50-something?
All that air in a bag of chips is there to keep the chips from getting crushed. Why people can’t figure that out is beyond me.
Why do I need Uncle Ben to make garlic and butter rice? Rice, butter, garlic, done!
Hindus don’t actually worship cows. That is a vicious stereotype. Hindus are vegetarians. India has a high population and few trees. Dry cow pies burn like firewood. Dead cows don’t poop.
While we’re on the subject, don’t whip the onion soup mix into the sour cream. Fold it. All you’re doing is making a mess.
I am so over “Will & Grace” it isn’t even funny. I also really liked the episode of “Friends” where Ross pines for Rachel ... six years ago!
I don’t think “Saturday Night Live” is any less funny today than it was in the ’70s, people were just more stoned back then. The last half hour of SNL always stunk.
You know who’s not afraid of failing? Failures. It’s a done deal. You can’t fear losing what you’ve already lost. Don’t fail to act for fear of failing. Push it. Weight lifters lift until they fail in order to succeed in becoming stronger. A lot of things are like that.
Any other cell phone users out there ever get an itchy ear thing going on. It’s driving me crazy. I hope it’s not a tumor.
In the future, there will be no countries, just multinational corporations that own everything. No history, no war, no disease, no famine, no strife, no freedom, no complaints.
Deckard was a replicant. It’s pretty obvious when you think about it.
Say what you will, but a guy who can shoot himself in the head and not die has a future in local politics.
Being immortal sounds cool in retrospect. For example, it seems like it would have been cool to have been alive for the last 400 years, but imagine living for the NEXT 400 years not knowing what comes next. Most people I know can’t get it together enough for one lifetime let alone 50 or more.
comments (7)
EFF, thanks for the laugh at the end of a monumentally shitty day. You fuckin kill me man. Peace out.
by EZY at January 17, 2003 4:48 PM
Likewise, Eff. Appreciate this while working late.
by Linz at January 17, 2003 5:13 PM
Hear hear. I second that sentiment. Err, I mean I third it, if people even do such a thing. Man, I don't care what MG says, you're not "a fat stupid fuck who can't muster the guts to make your mark in anything more than a 4th rate town." Where does that fuck get off saying things like that.
by Eviltom at January 17, 2003 5:56 PM
For a long time I prided myself on being an original SNL snob. Once the original cast was gone I boycotted it. Then I caught one of those retrospectives and realized we all were just stoned like Eff said. The guys dressed as bees and the Samurai thing are about a funny as Al Franken. But now I'm too old to stay up and watch it.
by Anna at January 17, 2003 6:13 PM
I think MG qualifies as "extra virgin" LMAO.
Great post.
by Crayzee at January 18, 2003 12:23 PM
I actually love Eff. We went to the same college and I'd always read the eight articles he'd write for the student paper each day. I think he managed to piss off more people on a daily basis than the Tattoed Guru (come on Iowa Staters, anyone?), but Eff is actually a good writer.
Tom, your petty attempts to sour my love wont change anything. We all know you are just jealous. Maybe if you got off your ass and did something instead of watching Star Search, people might love you too.
by mg at January 18, 2003 1:19 PM
fuck
by jc at March 18, 2004 11:29 PM

