Thursday, August 28, 2008
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
Well This Application Sucks
But not nearly as much as the last one. At least I can load pictures faster wit this but it loads them too damn big and I can't insert commentary.
Posted with LifeCast
Posted with LifeCast
Monday, August 25, 2008
Eli flows with Lefty.
Meanwhile I was drafted into a clearly inebriated retelling of the Aristocrats where my line was "... And then the afore mentioned was jammed into a blender lodged in my wife's vagina, which is conveniently cooled because the bitch is frigid..."
Sunday, August 24, 2008
Oh shit she sees me!
What she doesn't know is that I have a bucket of sacrificial goat blood that I am going to use to paint a pentagram that will confine the beast to Brian's house.
The Goddess of Cynism shows off her phone.
Note the passed out drunk girl in the background... She has a habit of doing that.
Eli & Brian sing a tune by Old Blue Eyes
But each I do just the thought of you makes me stop before I begin. Cause I got you under my skin.
Thursday, August 21, 2008
Brian Demonstrates a Hypothetical Example of Sexual Harrassment.
Brian Demonstrates a Hypothetical Example of Sexual Harrassment.
Originally uploaded by Mildly Brilliant
You Looking at Me?
"Are you taking a picture of me? I can't tell."
"Yes I am, and it is going on my blog."
"Yes I am, and it is going on my blog."
Eli Points North by Northwest
Halliluia!!!
If I can stay up 'till seven at Denny's...
I freaking hate these things.
She wants to play arms
What?
I don't hit girls.
Why are we fighting?
Because he is trying to catch my nose.
A British man shat blood; do you like that?
I would.
If I can stay up 'till seven at Denny's...
I freaking hate these things.
She wants to play arms
What?
I don't hit girls.
Why are we fighting?
Because he is trying to catch my nose.
A British man shat blood; do you like that?
I would.
Monday, August 18, 2008
Buddha Burned Me!!!
This is the shrine that tried to scalp me with fire. Religion of peace my ass!!! J/K Eli.
Eli chants the sacred word "Om."
In an effort to calm Yolanda down Eli leads us in an effort to become one with the universe. While photgraphing the event a candle from a Buddha statue catches my ponytail on fire. Fortunately for me, I have a shitload of hair so the loss is minimal.
Life at the Speed of Eli
If the speed of Eli's yap were to ever drop below 65 mph he would detonate and we would all die. Interestingly enough, should his blabbering exceed 88 mph it might disrupt the space time continuem.
The Godessof Cynism and Jimmy..
Although both physically existing on the same plane, they were at the moment, worlds apart perspectively speaking.
Stale Mate.
We played chess and it seemed like an evening for stale mates. This moment consisted of a misplaced queen. Such as life.
Brian and the thing that keeps our drinks cold.
The evening begins when this refridgerated rectangular prism opens.
Thursday, August 14, 2008
Satan!!!
I didn't understand why the walls were bleeding at first, but then I looked down and saw her...
I got rich by saving my nickles
You use a lot more salt than pepper,
It's been wierd.
He's on a different wave length.
Just go with the bat wings on my neck...
My name is Eli and I am your bartender.
Oh oh oh oh.
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