Yet Another Broken Chair

 

Okay, so this is, er, was Jason's favorite desk chair. And I, uh, accidentally broke it. I don't plan on telling you how but I can tell you that I am, and always will be a notorious chair breaker. Ever since I was a kid, I tried taking on chairs of all sizes- so did my sister. Perhaps we're just not sitters? Or we demand more cushion?
Anyways. We held onto the chair for at least a week after it broke, as Jason had trouble saying goodbye.
If you see an affordable version of this chair (unbroken) anywhere, let me know and I'll get him a new sexy chair.
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By God, It Exists!

Thank you Lord, for showing me that hypothetical things actually do exist out there, and all my friends that I have banished to the special bus, might actually have taken the real Special Bus once!
This is groundbreaking, it shakes the very foundation of everything I believe.
It isn't just a place that you might hypothetically be at one point in your life, not like a state of mind, on a rough monday before your coffee kicked in, or when you're nervous and some superior is looking over your shoulder- its actually a thing people get on and off of. And I drove alongside it for a while, like running alongside a herd of galloping mules, it was fantastically humorous. And the best part is that all the people on that bus were probably normal to a T- just regular folks riding the bus. And just didn't know the bus had proclaimed them all "special". I bet.
I might ponder about the philosophical "place" of the Special Bus and the state of mind of those actually riding the bus versus what the hypothetical bus insinuates just a little bit more since there is so much about this entity. There's such a difference between what we all think of this immaterial bus and the actual thing when it's pushing its way north into Novato. Oh, I wonder what that means about Novato.
Once again, a small thing blows my mind. Does that make me special? Was I riding on that very immaterial bus while driving next to the material version? Oh the questions I have!
Until next time...

Spaghetti Cat

It isn't too hard to find this humorous.
But I think it's worth it to youtube the Soup's exploitation of the most hilarious moment in television history, it is called the "spaghetti cat".
This cat, mad with it's pile of spaghetti just appeared out of nowhere on television one day, and now it is a living legend. That cat, is a cult icon. That cat, deserves a star in Hollywood.
It is the weirdest, cutest, angriest little one tenth of a second ever to appear on television. It brings up so many questions in life, like: why would a cat eat spaghetti? and who on earth would do this to their cat? and how the hell did it get on tv? and where is he now? does that cat receive royalties? and lastly, how can I get famous using this route to fame? and if I do, will it last more than the average fifteen minutes?
These are the simple things in life that make me laugh.