"Dave's Blog Is Fantastic Fun!" - Raves InStyle Magazine

We have made another fan of this site out of the Captain, who I'm assuming stumbled across the link for the site during an 'Away Message Check' at work.

Mabbes22 (1:52:23 PM): i have wasted 2/3 of my work shift reading your blog
Mabbes22 (1:53:10 PM): i could be doing something like looking for internships or playing bmx backflips
Mabbes22 (1:53:15 PM): you are my hero Abrams

Hecubus330 (1:49:20 PM): captian is loving your blog
Hecubus330 (1:49:40 PM): Mabbes22 (1:49:25 PM): this kid needs to write a book
Mabbes22 (1:49:28 PM): hes the maddox of Oneonta

After a short screentest to assess my reading abilities, I am now officially the Sports anchor for Venue on Wednesdays. Which means for the zero people who watch Channel 78 on campus or channel 23 in Oneonta, they will get to see my ugly mug talk for a few minutes on a TV set reminsicent of someone's basement setup for a cable access show during the '70s.

Me and Gish traded stories about how many times we have run from the police and not gotten caught. He had one, I had two. I win because of my extensive training in Metal Gear Solid.

Has anyone seen this Kotex tampon ad describing all the roles a woman has to play in one day? It says how women have such a fucking burden on their shoulders, they have so be so many things to so many people everyday:

"Every woman needs to be a girlfriend, a tomboy, a vixen, a maverick, and a genius....all in one day!"

Get real. It's called living a life. See, its things like this that make girls unpleasable. If they get this notion in their heads that they are such dynamic and incredible people just for not being robots and doing one activity all day long, they are bound to demand of their significant others everything they think they deserve, because they are worth it.

You don't see commercials for guys saying:

"Since you have to be a provider, a protector, a Herculean god, a tender romantic, a Victorian gentlemen, and a daredevil all in one day, Oberto's Beef Jerky is the jerky for you."

For some inexplicable and unnerving reason, they have a forum on the Kotex Pantyliners website; what they expect people to be talking about is beyond me. However, someone has touched on this subject.

But I'm over it until the next time I see it.

As a parting gift, here is the answer that has plagued those who play pool at the OST for centuries.