My goals in life are generally trivial, made up of tiny little pieces that may take years to put together, and...in my head...entirely obtainable.
Did I mention I really like whirlygigs? Also...beer can pinwheels...but, I guess that could fall into the same category.
Pigs on a trike, elf lubricants and lady bedspacers.
A very special individual that can flawlessly impersonate Craig T. Nelson's heart-wrenching demon-puma vomiting scene from Poltergeist II.
This could be you.
Stevie Nicks' "Edge of Seventeen" is my favorite song about inappropriate, underage love. What's yours?
Pirates of the Caribbean 3 sucked ass.
I'm still trying to figure out how I can get my 80 pesos back.
Well...duh! Tok, Tok, TOK!
I will look at anything as long as it's shiny. You'd be surprised by the number of books that meet this criterion.
Scientists. I prefer the sane ones over the mad...they're better at explaining things and have less diabolical intentions.