Slack, Bugs, Groupware, Agro-Consumerism, Ving Tsun, Co-eds, Electro-Musical interfaces, Psychedelic-Clog Dancing, Massive Multiplayer Online Game Theory, and Cartouche Scrabblex
The rich, the powerful, the beautiful, the intriguing,
celebrities, geniuses, people of undiscovered raw
potential, hey, if you're gonna bother getting out of bed you should aim
high.
Oh all right, just about anybody, geesh, your tough.
Milkshake:
My Milkshake is better than yours...err I mean
Malted Black-and-White Milkshake in the Style of Daniel Plainview
* 1 pint good-quality vanilla ice cream, slightly softened
* 2 tablespoons of malt powder
* 3 ounces chocolate sauce
* 2-3 ounces bourbon
* Whipped cream (for garnish)
* Shaved bittersweet chocolate (for garnish)
* Cherry (for garnish)
Place ice cream, malt powder, chocolate sauce, and bourbon in a blender and blend until smooth. Pour shake into a tall glass. Garnish with a large dollop of whipped cream, chocolate shavings, and a cherry on top. Serve with an enormous straw.
Almost anything but vocal music. It seems that any group, composer, or band, no matter how good, devolves into a blubbering American Idol parody the second a single identifiable voice becomes associated with them.
30 Rock, Some HBO, Weeds was OK
The Science Desk Reference is nice - I highly recomend it - It's quite big and suitable for propping up almost any table or sofa.
Team America, Fuck Yea!