No Cats Here

Like Ernest Hemingway if he didn't have huge balls

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thescore:

Original Big 3.

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“The World Cancer Research Fund (WCRF) has just completed a detailed review of more than 7,000 clinical studies covering links between diet and cancer. Its conclusion is rocking the health world with startling bluntness: Processed meats are too dangerous for human consumption. Consumers should stop buying and eating all processed meat products for the rest of their lives.”

Hey, but that’s just a warning from the The World Cancer Research Fund. What do they know?

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New costs under Obama: $1.44 trillion.

New costs under Bush: $5.07 trillion.

From the NYT. Here’s Ezra on it.

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In case you were wondering what it's like writing a screenplay for a feature length or short form film, it goes a little like this:

You open your text editing program (probably Final draft or Celtx) to the numerous pages you're unhappy with. Then you open your other text editing program to look at your shitty outline that makes no sense what-so-ever because you have no idea how to write something that will make people happy or get you money to produce the stupid thing. Then you sit there and stare at empty pages while chewing your nails and taking a hundred smoke breaks because you hate your life. And after every one, you hope and pray that somehow that page has filled itself with movie magic. 90% of the time, it doesn't.

If you make it past this point, its because you gave up and just filled the rest of the required pages with bullshit. Then you hand it off to someone else whose only job is to tell you you're a shitty writer and just because you were impressive and talented in high school doesn't mean you can do shit in the real world. And once you get your script back with "considered" written across the top, you start over again; angry, bitter and defeated, staring at more blank pages.

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that's so weird you have a tumblr. I suck

Alicia Ferraris

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Having just made a Google+ account, here are my initial thoughts:

I have 300 some facebook friends. 250 or so are hidden on my news feed and dozens are blocked. I always said I wouldn't have a facebook if it wasn't a necessary means of communication and networking in a world where you can get your favorite pornstar's vagina in a rubber mold to fuck or, i guess, hide frantically when your mom knocks on your door. So now I guess that's the good thing. No longer do I have to hide my porn star vagina or use facebook.

Plus, G+, as I will from now on refer to it as, allows me to simply shut out a whole group of people I am forced to share the earth with, just like the real world but better because I can just look at your boobs while I talk to you without the awkwardness involved when real human interaction occurs. I guess this is similar to Facebook. The true glory comes when one can simply say "FUCK (ENTER EX-GIRLFRIEND'S NAME)! SHE'S A DIRTY WHORE" in a public forum, and she'll never see it because she's in the "DUMB BITCHES" circle, and the settings post it for every circle but dumb bitches. This, my friend, is advancement.

Now, as I'm sure you're all wondering, what is the real point of Google +? If you would say money, you're probably right. If you would say an attempt at infiltrating our personal lives in hopes of exploiting them for advertising dollars, you'd be right again (Facebook does it but they don't hide it anymore). But the truth is, there is no point. It's Facebook without a wall or Farmville. It's useless and I'll use it anyway because I, like the rest of the known universe, lead a pitiful existence with no substance or meaning. But at least there's no farmville.

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just marry me aready plz

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"your team looks scary" "wait til you see my dick"

how i interact with people while playing video games.

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Don't let anyone tell you how to party. It is pure freedom.

Andrew WK

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This is not the end. It is not even the beginning of the end. But it is, perhaps, the end of the beginning.

Churchill

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That's how you work a desperation $20 bill. Finally blackjack.

Drunk. More later

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Ok. I lied. I sat at a blackjack table for 20 minutes. I got 3 free drinks. And a 30 oz vodka red bull. Party

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That's Caesars palace. Let me share some wisdom about it. Vegas is filled with jersey shore wannabes and dime a dozen tramps. Not particularly my type of people. All the free drinks you're promised in the holy land you hear about back in Chicago? That's a fallacy. I got one and that was after sexually assaulting a middle aged woman. And to be fair, I lost $60 playing black jack so I'm bitter.

Day one included a rough flight and $10 drinks. And I couldn't tell the hookers apart from the tourists. Tomorrow I intend to get 300 free drinks and punch a whore in the vagina. Ttyl8r

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So I decided I'm going to document my Vegas vacation in hopes of recreating one much like the Griswald's

For starters, I got caught making a jerk off motion at security guard and then saw the guitarist from Korn at the terminal. WHOA.

All that and I haven't left Chicago. More later.

Stay classy

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I lost interest in this really fast.

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This is what i've been doing with my life lately. Pretty fuckin cool imo

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day 05 - a song that reminds you of someone

My grandpa always finds one of my guitars somehow and plays this for me. he's awesome.