I was looking for a water bottle to take with me jogging, but the only clean one was Kairi’s giraffe one from the zoo.
For years, I’ve wanted a Diddy Kong figure, and there’s barely been anything made of the little dude. There was the freaky Diddy Kong Racing toy that came out ages ago, and last year Toys R Us finally got a set with him, Donkey and Dixie…but he was never sold on his own.
UNTIL NOW.
$5 at Target!
My birthday’s next month. If someone could make this into a poster or a postcard for me, I’ll send you a secret mystery prize in return.
For the many that don’t get this, skip to the 25 minute mark here: http://youtu.be/4yIIcOX23mY and see what happens. Then go and watch their adventure from the very beginning.
I was listening to this episode of The Duncan Trussell Family Hour on my way to work today, and I wasn’t prepared for this at all. It hurt even more knowing that she’s gone now.
“What is sleeping? You shut your eyes, you shut off. You don’t exist in this plane, and your consciousness goes somewhere else. Like, literally you have no memory of a giant chunk of your day, and we have no problem with it. And yet we don’t connect it to any other realm or the idea of there being other dimensions. You go into another dimension when you sleep, ok? You do. You just shut off. You stop. And for all intents and purposes, you are in another dimension. And if while you’re in that other dimension, your brain is being pumped with a psychedelic chemical that, when you take it when you’re sober, makes you have these incredible experiences. It really seems like a normal thing people should look into. Like what is happening when you’re sleeping? You go away. And everybody’s so used to it, they’re like “no big deal. We just go away. Go away for 8 hours a day”. You know, everybody’s scared to die and no one’s scared to fall asleep. You’re just shutting off, man. You know you’re going to be back, so you’re not worried. But you’re shutting off, whatever that is, you know, is just accepted. If sleeping didn’t exist, it would be the craziest fucking thing. If all of a sudden you told people they had to shut off for 8 hours a night, they’d be like “what are you talking about? I gotta shut off??” You’d be like “yeah, you’re gonna shut off for 8 hours a night, and you’re not gonna know what’s happening, people can touch your balls while you’re sleeping, you’ll have no way of stopping them, there’s a lot of things that can happen.”
This is actually what caused me to have sleeping problems when I was 12 years old- thinking about what sleep really is.
I’m not trying to be mopey or deep, but it just hit me that most of the people that I want to know better live far away.
Normal people would come to their senses and realize they should put in more of an effort with those that do live nearby, but god damn do I wish I could just go on a trip meeting all my online buddies I’ve met over the years and have adventures with them.
Anyone I’ve known online and talked to through messages, emails, gifts, anything, I really do care about you guys.
