"A small but vocal subculture has emerged on Twitter of grammar and taste vigilantes who spend their time policing other people’s tweets — celebrities and nobodies alike. They see themselves as the guardians of an emerging behavior code: Twetiquette."
these dudes are up there with firefighters in the personal hero column
"I have decided that everyday [sic] for the year of 2010 i will shotgun a can of something. i would like it to be 365 different cans. i may do it alone somedays [sic] and others surrounded by friends, but its [sic] gonna happen daily nonetheless."
Polly Law collects weird words. She has 125 of them so far, and they range from the completely obscure (“Agelast” - a person who never laughs) to the highly unusual (“Nubivagant” - moving amongst clouds) to the just plain wacky (“Oxter” - armpit). The only thing they all have in common? According…
“Hummers are stupid and wasteful and if they go away because no one wants to buy one, that’ll be just a little sad. It’s always a little sad to lose some stupid. I love people doing stupid things that I’d never do—different stupid things than all the stupid things I do. It reminds me that although all over the world we humans have so much in common, so much love, and need, and desire, and compassion and loneliness, some of us still want to do things that the rest of us think are bug-nutty. Some of us want to drive a Hummer, some of us want to eat sheep’s heart, liver and lungs simmered in an animal’s stomach for three hours, some us want to play poker with professionals and some of us want a Broadway musical based on the music of ABBA. I love people doing things I can’t understand. It’s heartbreaking to me when people stop doing things that I can’t see any reason for them to be doing in the first place. I like people watching curling while eating pork rinds.
If we’re all getting together to stop the stupidity of driving a Hummer, will we have to stop the stupidity of eating Krispy Kreme doughnuts and pie? Freedom is freedom to be stupid.”—
Things I would apologize for if I cared what any of you thought: - Our absence as of late - I’ve experienced death by finals and Vlad has experienced death by… who knows what. - This track. Ugh, I love it. Does that make me a bad person?
I was listening to the radio this morning when they were giving away rihanna tickets and just realized I don’t think I’ve really ever been to a concert for a female artist, aside from like sheryl crow at the cowboys thanksgiving game halftime one year and leann rimes singing the national anthem at the first MLB interleague play game