my ironic mustache

so yeah, i think i need to take a break from the southern comfort.  most like to drink it mixed with lime or coke.  me, i prefer soco and soco.  it hadn’t come back to bite me until saturday.  after an impromptu ironic mustache-shaving, a two-man assisted walk home and a marathon 8 hour barfing session that rivals the concussion sickness i suffered once in high school, i’m re-thinking my mixing strategy.  if asked to put the experience in picture-form, i would say it was the exact polar opposite of this:

speaking of southern comforts, john edwards is a total dumbass.  dick move, edwards.  dick move.

other quick notes follow.

i <3 the olympics.  and last night’s men’s 400m freestyle relay, pictured above, was frakkin’ badass.  contrary to morgan freeman’s visa ads, i think michael phelps is at least 35% dolphin.   it’s kinda weird with the time delay though.  it’s like they’re happening in the future!

bernie mac is dead.  that kinda sucks.  he was hilarious in the oceans films and whenever i did catch the bernie mac show in re-runs i was generally entertained.

isaac hayes is also dead.  not to pull a slate and rag on the recently deceased, but bailing on south park for mocking scientology was pretty week.  i suppose it’s ok to make fun of everything and anything except the glorious xenu.  but still sad that the dude is dead.

aleksandr solzhenitsyn is also dead.  not nearly as “famous” as either mac or hayes, but probably more important that either combined.  probably won’t get a mention on inside edition though. 

-srd