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.
And a good day to you too sir. Just some gods.
In Rock Center. Killing time. Obviously on my side.
Gods times two. Everywhere. Biding time. Clearly on my side.
Just a few more gods and goddesses. Hanging about.
Relaxing. Goddess style. Wasting time. Jury has reached a verdict:
Decidedly on my side. Time for megamillions to hop on board here..
Their time is almost up.
#hipsterdogsdoituprightwithhoodies. Just when you thought it was safe to go back outside, we now have THIS GUY to consider. Better play it safe and stay in. Hoodie self expression has officially gone to the dogs...
This guy. Speaks jive. So can you. Rockin' Out, Tongue Out. Hipster hoodies done right: doggie style.
God save us.
Speak some jive yourself with this gem of a clip from Airplane. I speak jive too. Do you?
In honor of my rapidly approaching birthday, I'm asking the universe for a simple request: To win the megamillions jackpot tomorrow. Cause I'm going all in. Tickets purchased. Fingers crossed. Ready to rock and roll. So, I'm asking, pretty please with a cherry on top for this very small, entsy weensy, teeny tiny request of winning the close to $500 million jackpot tomorrow.
I promise to put my winnings to good use by freeing these shoes behind bars, pictured left. Will wear their little hearts out. After purchasing world peace, of course.
Gods of Rock Center.
Have spoken.
Definitely on my side.
Are you, gods of megamillions?
Trending now. Get wise to this.
It's the thing to do....
Top ten reasons why I should win the lottery tomorrow:
1. World peace will become a reality.
2. Spelling will officially no longer matter to anyone at all.
3. We will all have fancy handbags, shoes and other accessories.
4. I'll get to sleep in every morning.
5. Will be able to focus on more important things, such as shopping at Saks.
6. The occupy my blog movement will become full time endeavor.
7. Will no longer be concerned with doing irreparable damage to my career by appearing on reality TV next weekend.
8. Will have time to create a new political party. Dogs as the mascot. Accompanied by unicorns & rainbows.
9. Victory will finally be mine. I promise to share.
10. Won't have to work, will finally be able to adopt a dog in good conscience.
I'm begging you, gods of the megamillions lotto, do me just this one favor and I'll never ask anything of you again. Ever. I promise.
Check this guy out. Having a blast. Also on my side.
A free spirit. Jealous, megamillions?
Looks like fun, doesn't it? Get on board.
This Gravy Train is boarding now.
Would it be over the top to partake in some sort of Shamanic Luck Dance in my living room later this evening? I mean, just trying to seal the deal here. Make winning a reality. Manifest destiny, as it were.
Because even though I'm one year older a few days from now, I've got the feelin' that Time is on My Side. Another day, another 500 million dollars. Bones, clams, or whatever the kids call them.
Is it too much to ask? I'm thinking no. People only pay what you ask. So raise the bar and ask for more. I sure am.
Just two gods. Too cool for school.
Chillin' on 5th instead. Also on my side.
Tempting, isn't it Megamillions?
Join us. The water's fine.
Well hello there...
Yet ANOTHER god. Chillaxin'. On my side too.
Megamillions, are you? All the cool kids are doing it.
You know you want to....
Here's hoping the Megamillions gods listen to the voice of reason and hop on board. Occupy my side of the ring. Only time will tell. Stay tuned...in the meantime, there's this to occupy ourselves with. Cause time's on Mick's side too.
Now you always say that, you wanna be free (Free us Megamillions)....but you'll come running back (said you would, baby), you'll come running back (I said it so many times before,
Megamillions, in fact),
you'll come running back, to me,
cause I got the real love,
the kind that you need (Megamillions of it)
Oh time, time, time, is on my side, yes it is,
I said time, time, time, is on my side,
Yes it is, I said, time, time time is on my side...
Warning: Dre is in the neighborhood, and he's up to no good. So are these guys.
Pretty bad ass hoodie sporter. Pugs wear hoodies too. Making a statement. Hipster dog. Spray paints too?
No opposable thumbs.
You can't stop us, you can only hope to contain us. God help us.
Maxin' and relaxin'. Hoodie it up. May god have mercy on our souls.
These cool cats are expressin' with their full capabilities. Hop aboard this gravy train and do the same with NWA. And get funky when you have a subject and a predicate. And be sure to make a note to express yourself, hoodie style, and drop English, right about now.
Dogs wear hoodies too. Welsh Corgies, specifically. Follow by example & put your hoodies up.
Not even cold outside. Everyone wearing hoodies. Must be hot. Sweating, actually. #hoodiesareus.
Saw this on the Huffington Post and had to share. The hoodie craze has now reached new heights of absurdity. It's official. Get yourself caught up on this trend sweeping the nation with John Stewart here. And get your hoodie on.
St. Patrick's Cathedral was on fire today! All lit up, unfortunately, nowhere to go...
The same cannot be said for this happy couple getting married today. All dressed up. Assuming someplace to go. Wait, hold on a second, when do people get married on Wednesdays?
Ah well, they're happy, they're dressed up, and are going plenty of places. So am I.
Because, after all, life is a highway...
(one hit wonder band of the 90's comin' at ya, right here. Remind yourself.)
Today's face-off is officially underway. Dogs versus Men.Round One.
Deep Thoughts. By D.London.
Dogs = Woman's best friend.
Not to pick a fight here, but dogs may or may not beat out men based on the following criteria:
-Dogs can be trained.
-Dogs actually listen.
-Dogs care about your feelings.
-Dogs comfort you when you're sick or having a bad day.
-Dogs offer unconditional love and support.
-Dogs allow you to be yourself.
-Dogs accept you for who you are.
-Dogs are happy to do whatever you want, as long as they are with you.
-Dogs kiss you in the morning too.
-Dogs actually want to cuddle.
-Dogs don't care if you can cook.
BUT, dogs can't buy you dinner on your birthday. At least not yet, anyway (insert ominous music here).
So....current scoring is: Dogs: 11, Men: 1. Well, men? What do you have to say for yourselves? The ladies have spoken. Looking forward to your comments, which I'm sure will be blowing up my text msg inbox shortly :) Bring it! And may the best man, or beast, win.
Will keep you up to date on additional scoring from either side.
In the meantime, Dog Speed.
Cherry blossoms. May beat out men too. Jury still out...Closed session.
In addition to purchasing world peace with my soon-to-be-won megamillions, I'll also take one of these on the side. With extra cheese, please. Hold the mayo.
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