Welcome to your fountain of youth. Not too proud for immaturity over here. Life's a journey, not a destination. So follow by example and follow mine. And OCCUPY THIS.
Words on the street: read em and weep. Or laugh, or smile. Or make no expression whatsoever. All the same to me.
Love stories suck...She's gone from suck to blow, Spaceballs.
Hmmmm. Things that make you go hmmmm? Stickers still popular around town. Got stickers? (Hint: you should). Apparently everyone else around here does. Hmmmm
Your daily dose of Call Me Maybe is highly appropos on the start of the Olympic games. Catch it. Hmmm...parodies of Call Me Maybe...Newest Olympic sport? Maybe...
Most of the time I'm clear focused all around Most of the time I can keep both feet on the ground I can follow the path I can read the sign Stay right with it when the road unwinds I can handle whatever I stumble upon I don't even notice she's gone Most of the time. Most of the time it's well understood Most of the time I wouldn't change it if I could I can make it all match up I can hold my own I can deal with the situation right down to the bone I can survive and I can endure And I don't even think about her Most of the time. Most of the time my head is on straight Most of the time I'm strong enough not to hate I don't build up illusion 'til it makes me sick I ain't afraid of confusion no matter how thick I can smile in the face of mankind Don't even remember what her lips felt like on mine Most of the time. Most of the time she ain't even in my mind I wouldn't know her if I saw her She's that far behind Most of the time I can even be sure If she was ever with me Or if I was ever with her Most of the time I'm halfway content Most of the time I know exactly where it went I don't cheat on myself I don't run and hide Hide from the feelings that are buried inside I don't compromise and I don't pretend I don't even care if I ever see her again Most of the time. - Bob Dylan
Special Olympics, that is. And in honor of the Olympic games about to begin in London, NYC is bringing the heat to France, in a ping pong tournament SURE to be an epic battle...(to the death?) So let the games begin! SPIN! And may the best country win (France is going DOWN...just saying...) We will continue reporting on the scoring of tonight's epic battle of balls. So grow a pair. And bring it, France. Just wear underpants, mkay?
A pair of balls. Mature? Nope. Not really....
Who will carry the torch to victory? Only time will tell. But I got my bets on New York City. Cause we got balls. A pair of em....and maturity times three ;)
Update: it has come to my attention that ping pong already IS an olympic sport (who the hell knew?) France chickened out and has yet to take on New York City. To Be Continued....
Occupy Your Healthy Level of Insanity. Cause Nobody gets on reality TV by being "Normal". Feeling a little CRAZY these days? GOOD. So is everyone else in this town. You'll fit RIGHT IN. Billy Joel Agrees.
Case in point. Does THIS look normal to you?
So just say YES. To a wintery mix of insanity...with crazy on the side. The hottest trend to hit the runway.
Welcome my dear occupying friends, to your weekly update on the Occupy My Blog Movement on the MOVE. Moving up in the world of new-found fame (for being hookers...on reality TV? God help us), one day at a time. With our new "madam hooker status" broadcast on national television, we are creating QUITE the buzz around town. Cause apparently EVERYONE now feels the need to request "hooker approval" for whatever it might be that they are occupying or attempting to accomplish. Which PLEASES me (not to mention KP). That's right folks, TOGETHER, we are changing the reality, austerity, TV, KP... (next up MTV?) landscape as we know it. And for THAT, we should be PROUD (hookers...who APPROVE of this message).
However, (as you may have guessed) I DO have one more simple request: to SAY YES to your inner lunatic. Cause apparently "eccentricity" is the new new thing. Hottest trend to hit the runway. Cause fo real, "normal" is dumb...not to mention boring. I mean, HOW many times have we tried to fit in with what we believe to be society's definition of "normal" only to realize not only is it the most stressful endeavor imaginable, it's also pointless and a colossal waste of time. Cause your "normal" self bores your REAL self to tears. And reality always comes back to bite you in the ass, my friends. (Never forget: Reality bites).
May as well face facts here and realize that we're all different. Which is a GOOD thing, if I have anything to say about it (which I DO, cause it's my blog). I mean, cause honestly, could you date a carbon copy of you? Would you even WANT to? My guess? If you're anything like me, the answer is a resounding N.O. I mean, SOMEONE's gotta be the responsible (non-hooker reality TV) adult here...and that someone's apparently not gonna be me (or KP).
Disco in the subway. Perfectly "normal" round
THIS town...
Do some people find it weird that you idolize pirates, ninjas and gangstas and one day aspire to embody all three (in addition to Carly Rae Jepsen with Call Me Maybe?) Do other people find it offensive that you now tack the words "bitch", "ho" or "bro" onto most sentences in a dorky attempt to accomplish this new-found goal in life? (ie. YAR, bitches) Yes? Fuck em. Cause if they're your REAL friends, they'll accept you for who you are (hookers? Just Say YES). And partake in laughing at your ridiculousness alongside of your own self. Cause, for real, if you can't laugh at yourself....who can you laugh at? (well...YOU I guess...but again I digress).
So get real. And occupy your inner insane asylum, er "eccentricities". Cause otherwise, you do not get "hooker approval" (very important in this day and age). And let your true colors shine through, for all the world to see (on reality TV). And if you'd like hooker approval, all you have to do is Call us...MAYBE?
Occupy it UP, Buttercups! And let the REAL you shine through. However eccentric they may be. Happy Occupying! Over and out for now. More updates to follow.
Most everyone's MAD here...not to mention BAD. So is MJ.
"Brought to you by KP and the Sunshine Hooker Gang...and We APPROVE of this message"
Fantastic! And true. Every man should read this. Twice.
Men of the world, please read at your earliest convenience. And adhere to this road map in the wide world of relationships. Yep, hitting the easy button on life. One day at a time...with "Here, have some wine."
And youz can thank me later ;)
LOL props to Monica for sharing this gem! Your daily dose of Call Me Maybe...at your service. Heals souls and changes lives (tho not necessarily for the better). Catch it. Before it catches you....