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It should read "Tonight Only The Blues Brothers Triumphant Return". Must be some kind of mistake.
Yes, I'm back. My triumphant return. I know what y'alls are secretly mouthing to yourselves: "Oh, thank God! What would I have done if he hadn't posted again? I probably would have taken a blade to the neck, wrists, and face, just to make sure. What has he been doing all this time?" Well, to answer that simply, with two words, three puntuation marks, and a gutteral utterance: Eh, nothin' much. Or: Eh, things. This and that. Keepin' busy. I see that the last real post I made was at the end of November. Jesus, what the fuck have I been doing that I couln't post again till now? I have no idea. I've been doing applications lately, but that was like at the end of December. I mean, come on! I should have posted before that. But I didn't. So there. The past is the past. On to the present. In the time since my last post I've joined MySpace, which is neither here nor there. I have absolutely no idea why I joined the site, I am antisocial in every aspect of my life. Which reminds me: to all my cool new friends and slightly less novel but still awesome old friends out there on the internetting: I can't handle small talk. I just can't make any. Whenever someone IM's me saying "hey. wat up" or something along those lines, I can never think of anything to say after that. My mind doesn't work like that. I enjoy talking to people, online and off, but I can never think of anything to say in order to initiate a conversation. I'm horrible at it. And, believe me, I've tried.
Here, how about this: Ask me a question, if you like. That would be cool. I love to answer questions. And I'm good at it, too. Any question at all, fact- or opinion-related, it doesn't matter, and I'll try to answer it to the best of my ability. Or don't. See if I care, you 'tard. Jeez, why you gotta be like that? I'm just puttin' it out there, you don't gotta shoot it down that fast. Wait a while before you realize it's a stupid idea.
Oh, and another thing: The 90's were fucked up. I think VH1 uses all the cool stuff when they do the first "I Love the" series, then use all the Holy Shit! moments for the second one. And you know what? Forget Hal Sparks. Forget him. He was the funniest one on I Love the 80's; now, they got so many people on, they hardly show him, but I don't care. Michael Ian Black = the Shit. Seriously. Screw all who say otherwise. And Luis Guzman is highly underrated. And why is Rich Eisen on the NFL Network? He's funnier than that.
And so what if I eat puppies? I'm not hurting anyone. Well, except for the puppies, but they don't count.
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M. "Awesome" at 3:39 PM
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