Not Interesting

A collection of thoughts and facts that are not interesting. Exclamation points are not allowed.


June 27, 2002

I have a joke; there was a plane, that was loosing fuel fast. They had to abort some weight in order to make it to the next landing pad. There was an Irish fellow, a Polish gentleman, and a Mexican man. There were about to decide who would jump out first; by a process of racial stereotypes and crude humor. But instead they decided to run on off into the hills of a green country-side and happily build an apple orchard together.

Posted at 6:00 PM, by Joe.



June 26, 2002

I'm still bothered by the kid with the big forehead.

Posted at 9:23 PM, by werenotdeep.

Word of the day is "floopy."

Posted at 12:24 AM, by Imelda.



June 25, 2002

My car was egged three times. I don't park on that street anymore.

Posted at 2:35 AM, by Eric Trondson-Clinger.



June 24, 2002

Talks with the big words still, but she means well.

Posted at 10:07 PM, by Eric Trondson-Clinger.

Wow, it's so damn hot outside, the eggs I threw on my neighbor's car are sizzling right there on the windshield.

Posted at 10:06 PM, by Joe.

I've never had a hat-rack before.

Posted at 3:24 PM, by emily oi!.

It is 12:07 a.m. and you are not listening to me.

Posted at 12:07 AM, by Eric Trondson-Clinger.



June 20, 2002

There's combing and brushing. combing's more precise; but brushing's more comforting.

Posted at 8:38 AM, by Joe.



June 19, 2002

I can't seem to identify this particular smell.

Posted at 7:36 PM, by werenotdeep.



June 18, 2002

Here's math: pi times 1,635,478.7416914059406864218545562 = 5138008 If you enter 5138008 into a calculator and turn it upside down, it says BOOBIES.

Posted at 10:48 PM, by Joe.

No, no ... not the face (insert exclaimation point)

Posted at 7:50 PM, by Imelda.

Eep, ork

Posted at 7:49 PM, by Imelda.



June 17, 2002

The sun, of all things.

Posted at 8:30 PM, by werenotdeep.

It's not a good time to be a bad man.

Posted at 2:08 PM, by Eric Trondson-Clinger.



June 15, 2002

The The corn It is sweet. The corn is sweet. It is sweet and good. The corn is sweet. It is good. It's sweet. Good.

Posted at 8:17 PM, by Eric Trondson-Clinger.

Get a few buckets full of corn. Bring it home. Let's eat it.

Posted at 8:17 PM, by Eric Trondson-Clinger.

Everything you'll ever need is in a jar of peanut butter and jelly.

Posted at 8:16 PM, by Imelda.

The Police said to make preparations for doing things exactly the way we've been doing them already.

Posted at 12:13 PM, by werenotdeep.

Go long.

Posted at 9:52 AM, by Eric Trondson-Clinger.



June 13, 2002

Beer before wine makes you feel fine.

Posted at 11:08 PM, by Imelda.

That Earl Scruggs really knew what he was doing, eh?

Posted at 10:09 PM, by emily oi!.

They're coming.

Posted at 9:28 PM, by werenotdeep.



June 11, 2002

This peice of plastic was designed with vigorous shaking specifically in mind.

Posted at 12:40 AM, by werenotdeep.



June 10, 2002

Get it, John, get that thing before I get you. Mmmmmm...

Posted at 2:56 PM, by Joe.

No thanks.

Posted at 10:23 AM, by emily oi!.



June 09, 2002

Hello, Mr. Chump.

Posted at 11:26 PM, by Imelda.

Well, if that isn't a cake and a bottle of wine on that table. I don't really have brain cancer, by the way.

Posted at 10:17 PM, by werenotdeep.

I changed my mind about moving. It's hard.

Posted at 8:00 PM, by Eric Trondson-Clinger.



June 08, 2002

Anyone else feel that defeat? Well, I guess it would only be me if it were true anyway.

Posted at 5:36 PM, by werenotdeep.

Dude, if you like look at it from this angle, it looks like a bearded woman.

Posted at 2:49 PM, by Imelda.



June 07, 2002

The Zep rocks; no one can touch the Zep. The Zep knows all; and created it all. And once I asked myself; "If the Zep created it all; who created the Zep?" This is the day I came up with the theory of perpetual Zep.

Posted at 10:19 PM, by Joe.



June 05, 2002

one click , lost in the booming roar of silence , to be forgotten when the commercial break ends .

Posted at 8:06 PM, by emily oi!.

In the fight between fast-acting & long-lasting; I choose fast acting, because you can just take them over and over again for the same effect as long-lasting.

Posted at 5:42 PM, by Joe.

Don't mind the stench, it's only the decomposition of my soul.

Posted at 2:37 PM, by emily oi!.

Seeking a lonely chicken.

Posted at 2:00 PM, by Imelda.



June 04, 2002

I was once at a restaurant, and I was going to order a really big breakfast; with pancakes & sausage & ham & toast & coffee & pie & carrots & milk & waffles & eggs & muffins and I told all this to the waitress; but then I decided against it, and just ordered the eggs + toast.

Posted at 5:03 PM, by Joe.



June 03, 2002

That's the blues my naughty sweetie gives to me.

Posted at 11:53 PM, by werenotdeep.

#3 wouldn't come back right away; #4 + 5 came back with much rest + records of various data. There are many numbers out in the field; and eventually they will all come back.

Posted at 2:15 PM, by Joe.



June 02, 2002

I would love your tea, thank you.

Posted at 10:45 PM, by emily oi!.



June 01, 2002

Mike's arm is broken, so he probably couldn't very effectively beat me up.

Posted at 6:27 PM, by werenotdeep.



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