The Scrabbled: Making Fun of Each Other since '99

So the Charlatans gig last night was an event to remember.

I will never forget it for good and bad stuff going on.

How incredibly sad… article here. I remember being a little kid and falling asleep to the sound of his voice waiting for my mom to come home from working at the mall.

A sad day for Philadelphia.

I don’t know if my opinion is a spoiler all on its own but here goes nothing.

I’m sure we’ve spoken about pet peeves before, but there’s a specific thing that came up last night. There are a lot of phrases that people use that I can’t stand.

My buddy Eric (he lives in the rectory too) is a bettin’ man and he hates the saying “tails never fails” for whatever reason.

Then later on, someone used the line “urination station” to describe a bathroom, which I think is absolutely stupid. Argh!

The Scrabbled is a little slow and I’ve got a whole day of grad school class, so I ask, what phrases do you really despise?

Farewell to the singer of one of my favorite bands, The Cramps, and one of the greatest performers Ive ever seen live. It’s so sad that he went as he was still out there performing like he never even aged. Im so glad I had the chance to see them several times and to have him jump on me and sweat all over me.
My heart goes out to his rock goddess wife, Poison Ivy.
He will be worshiped and missed.
RIP.

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becomes obsessed with creating a better TheScrabbled, piecing together newer and more elaborate hard drives and servers, eventually losing touch with his family, friends, the outside world and, eventually, reality.

becomes obsessed with creating a better TheScrabbled, piecing together newer and more elaborate hard drives and servers, eventually losing touch with his family, friends, the outside world and, eventually, reality.

But we don’t actually get kids until Thursday. Today and tomorrow are only meetings/in-services, which are tedious and horrifying.

But at least we don’t have kids.

Gone are the days of constantly refreshing theScrabbled hoping someone would post something worth commenting on, or trying to find an opening into the ages-old argument of moon landing hoaxes.

So long, eight hour The Wire marathons, and getting three Netflix dvds in the mail, watching them, and sending them right back out the next morning.

Summer, you whore, I hardly knew ye.

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Oysters, tuna, salmon, blue crab… all disappearing.

The future does not look very delicious. Not very delicious at all.

i was bored on saturday night