A friend of mine just emailed this to me:
Pocket from Fool. “Heinous fuckery, most foul!”
Leslie Knope from Parks and Recreation.
Zombeavers. I don’t know who the real protagonist is in this movie but I sort of think it’s the zombie-beavers because they were the ones I was rooting for by the end.
So I guess the answer is that I’m pretty screwed, but at least it’ll be an interesting way to die. You?
PS. I still have the plague and it’s getting worse. If someone near you coughs like they’ve been living in a coal mine just set them on fire. It’ll keep you safe and at this point, I half suspect they’d thank you for putting them out of their misery.
And now, the weekly wrap-up…
Shit I made in my shop (Named “EIGHT POUNDS OF UNCUT COCAINE” so that your credit card bill will be more interesting.):
- Kick-ass stuff I pinned.
- I’d hang out with this squirrel. Also, “sozzled” is my new favorite word.
- My Slavic grandparents would be very proud. Or mortified.
- Hunter S. Thomcat doing a perfect impression of what my throat feels like right now.
Shit you should buy or steal because it’s awesome:
This week’s wrap-up is brought to you by the book NEVER FOUL A JUMP SHOOTER, A Guide To Basketball Lingo, Lessons and Laughs. The book began as the author having fun with a few quirky basketball expressions, such as “penetrate and dish” and “a foul waiting to happen” but then it just kept growing into a humorous look at wonderfully colorful basketball expressions. But this is not a dictionary. Or a story with beginning, middle and end. The next time you’re watching a game and you hear an announcer say, “The bank is open,” or a post-game interviewer ask a player, “How big was this win?” and the player answer, “It was huge,” or hear a player “thanking God” after a victory, just open this book, find the term and have a chuckle. Because basketball is about life, and life is better when we can all laugh at ourselves just a little. You should check it out here.