One of my favorite low budget creature movies of the time. It’s legitimately a great flick.

Yeah, the dude I called lived in a much more progressive sect. He was actually the “cab driver” for his community, which is why he had a cellphone. He also had a computer and a very rudimentary website for the stuff he was selling in the classifieds.

The magic of Three Wolf Moon exists on an entirely different plane than anything else wolf related. Those wolves are no longer a one-man wolfpack.

I once called a guy about something he was advertising in the classifieds. I called him on Easter Sunday. He answered, but said he needed a second before he could talk.

Turns out he was Amish. I called an Amish man on the phone… on Easter Sunday. He answered… while he was in church.

I called an Amish man on his cellphone, which he answered in the middle of Easter mass, to talk about his classified ad.

This was the most tame interaction I’ve had with Amish folk. They’re fucking hardcore.

You know that scene in Parks and Rec where Ron Swanson tips a jug of moonshine up onto his shoulder and pours it down his gullet? I’ve fucking seen a bearded guy with a big hat and no buttons do that IRL.

The Amish know how to party.

Gotcha.

That’s not the point.

Plan. Plan? Plan. Plan.

Nope.

My first and middle name are the first and last name of a very famous comedian/actor/writer. I was born in 79 during the height of his wild crazyness but my dad swears up and down that it had nothing to do with the choice of names. I’m just very happy this particular comedian is still a beloved and respected figure with no major scandals or skeletons.

Thats a quality pen.

What pen did you buy?

Speak what you type out loud. If it sounds like you should be rolling your eyes as you say it… or if it sounds exceedingly sarcastic as you say it, chances are you’re going to come off as condescending intended or not. You provided a good link, don’t ruin it with unintentional attitude.

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I was living in my one bedroom hovel, chainsmoking like a fiend. I didn’t leave the apartment for days. When I finally stepped out one day to go to the video store, I realized that I smelled like a dirty ashtray. I returned from the video store and lit another cigarette and it tasted like I smelled.

I quit pretty much cold turkey after that.

That was 2001.

Back in late 2000, my girlfriend and I broke up. She moved out of our apartment and back to her hometown. I was feeling kinda down and one of my friends invited me to a rave the next night. I didn’t really have any interest, it never seemed like my kind of scene. But I didn’t have anything else going on, so I went with him. He ended up buying ecstasy, which I had never done before either.

That’s literally the night that changed the entire trajectory of my life. I spent the next decade traveling all over America, going to parties, hanging out with people I met on a message board. I ended up shacking up with a girl I met on the board for a few years. I made friends that I still have today.

My 20’s were a blur of parties and substances, but I can trace a direct line from what happened that night to where I am today.

The quality the Bob’s Burgers animators produce is amazing. They do more animated dance sequences than any animated show I’ve ever seen, and they do it well.

I spent the better part of my 20’s traveling all over America. During those years my bases of operation were either the suburbs of NW North Carolina or the trailer parks of NE Ohio.

I heard plenty of southern affectation in the trailer parks just south of Cleveland. For reference, Cleveland is across the lake from Canada. There’s no reason ANYONE in Ohio should have such an accent short of their own moving from south of the Mason Dixon. That said, there’s more America below the Mason Dixon than above.

You would absolutely know if it was cleaned properly.

False. I briefly worked on a crew that cleaned commercial airliners between flights. We cleaned every single seat, deep cleaned the lavatories etc. We were required to inspect every single seat to make sure nothing was left behind that someone could use as a weapon or could endanger the next passengers.

So if the paramedics take me to the hospital for a broken leg or something… and I claim that I don’t remember any of my identifying information, they’ll just treat my leg and let me go? They won’t keep me around to get to the bottom of my sudden amnesia?