scored a copy of Todd Solondz "Happiness" Who's ready to be comedically traumatized?

How awesome is the record store where I work? I snagged a 2 DVD set of Andy Warhol's Blood for Dracula & Flesh for Frankenstein for $1!

the new Arcade Fire is tremendous

1st day on the new job went great. This is gonna be an awesome job!

Stupid burned tongue, everything tastes like agony. That's usually how I know it's Thursday. Now I"ll never know what day it is!

You now have the privilege of knowing the newest employee of Cheap Thrills Records. Bow down to me! Lower!!

OW dabbit! I burd the fug oudda by tung!

Ben's Busy Day

I got up at 7am to meet a pal for brunch and then we went for a hike. What the hell did you do? Probably not a damn thing.

We hiked along the railroad tracks in the New River Gorge then got to this place. Me and my pals in high school used to hang out here. It's not too far from uphill from the tracks, but this next one is. Same stream, just farther up.

Even farther up the side is a little are with a few pools and flat rocks, and this little fall in a shady grotto.

Here's a closer pic.

Saw some cool fungi.

And also this cool fun guy!

HA, stop groaning. That's one of the oldest puns around, you had to see it coming.

And the day isn't even over yet! I still have a D&D game in about an hour. That'll be a nice end to the day. Anywalky, I can already tell I'm gonna be sore tomorrow but it's totally worth it. Once I get my car fixed I'll be doing this a lot more.

*edit* Dammit, this layout crops out a good bit of the pics. I'll tinker with it later.

Poop is acheived! Thanks for being so terrible #McDonalds :)

Aw, RIP Daniel Schorr. #NPR

Always a bridesmaid, never a bowel movement

So today was weird. I ate something that made me extremely gassy but equally unable to expel said gas. I've felt like I was gonna explode all day. I haven't made any updates about my poop situations lately so you're welcome. The worst part of it was I was too miserable to eat but I was totally starving; hadn't eaten since like 1pm and that was just a bologna sammich (most likely the culprit). I finally went to the grocery store and got ingredients for the only thing that seemed appealing: bagel, cream cheese, cucumber and pastrami, with peach mango water to drink. I'm starting to feel a tad better so the food and the Gas X I've been eating like candy did the trick. And how weird is it that the one time I really, really need to poop I can't? I must be getting old.

As if to illustrate that point - 'cause there's no such thing as a coincidence - the music playing in the grocery store was the last thing I needed to hear. I've been in a borderline-ish mood lately, kinda antsy, kinda mopey, kinda staring down the barrel of a gun I pointed at myself (not in a suicide way, don't be so literal you dullard), so the last thing I needed to hear was this blast from my childhood

followed immediately by

If you aren't inclined to watch/listen then the lyrics are here and here, respectively. On a quick side note let me just say that I have a long and complicated relationship with Pink Floyd in general and Dark Side of the Moon in particular. I can't really explain it. It's vague and overwhelming and I keep it at arms length. It never doesn't hit me hard, even just a song fragment will put me into a weird, weird mood. Being in a weird mood already was less than an ideal circumstance to hear that song. Anyways, so lately I find myself playing another waiting game but I'm completely clueless as to what I'm waiting for. I think I'm waiting on me to do something counter productive. Like, how in dream you watch yourself do the wrong thing but can't stop yourself. Like yelling at the next victim in a horror movie. Maybe I'm reacting to the habit of bad decisions 'cause it seems like I'm due. Whatever it is it's off-putting.

Actually, I was kinda in the vicinity of an okay mood before I went shopping. I had been to see a friend of mine in a play and actually enjoyed it despite my misgivings over small town community theater productions. It was cute, my friend was great, my tummy let me sit through the whole thing. Then, despite my tummy forcing me to go to the store, I was kinda glad and thankful that I lived somewhere that allowed me the luxury of a midnight run to get comfort food. Stoopid introspection, always lurking around the corners and messing things up. Ah well, it could be worse and probably will be.

the play is really cute. Nichelle Seletyn Rodriguez makes a great trailer park harlot!

meh, I feel a mope coming on

Stoopid stoopid mail, stoopid stoopid census, stoopid stoopid government!

Every year I miss out on Comic-Con and every year in the future my body count rises.

Oh thank jeebus, #Psyche is back!

Suddenly feel like an ass but haven't done anything ass-y in a long time. Delayed reaction from years ago maybe? Gonna go to bed and pout.

Is everybody clear on the fact that I'm all sarcastic and shit so when I say what a great day it's gonna be
I really don't mean it, right?

Summer TV: #Eureka s4e1 = total yes! #Louie eps 1 & 2 = ditto. #Futurama = damn you comedycentral.com, post the eps already!

I bought some stuff

Aside from some comics and the awesome zombie game (see the post from a few nights ago) I've picked up a few other odds and ends over the last couple of days.

1) A Shiva Lingam stone:

I picked it up at Tamarack of all places for like $3.50 (same with No. 2). That pic isn't of mine but it looks remarkably similar. Clicky the pic-y for a brief description. Basically it's a god penis.

2) A tektite:

Mine most resembles the one on the middle. Clicky for learning. Basically it's a space penis.

3) Writing for Comics & Graphic Novels, revised edition with Peter David: He's one of the few comic writers who can make me laugh out loud and then make a jaw-dropping plot twist that I never saw coming.

4) The Wordy Shipmates by Sarah Vowell: I find her delightful and insightful. Her take on modern American problems seen through the filter of our Puritan roots should be hoot. It was on sale for four bucks!

5) Pee-Wee's Playhouse Christmas Special: It was on sale for five bucks!

And now I'm broke 'cause I looked at the calender wrong and thought I would be getting another payday next week but yesterday's tiny, $43 dollar check is my last one for a few weeks. Damn.

I'm either having a really weird case of gas or the start of a kidney stone. Too early tell.

Damn damn damn, stoopid job is making me go to Bolt.

Dr. Corpsley in the Parlour with...oh good heavens he used his teeth!

I picked up a new game today, a zombie tabletop deal. It seems super fun and easy, shouldn't take a lot of brains to play it. HA! See what I did there?

Who wants to play? Clicky the pic-y to learn more.

Wakey wakey, eggs and bac-y 'cept minus the eggs and bac-y. And one of the wakeys.

Actually got to give a cheezburger to a kitteh this evening.

Thermometer in the truck says 93 degrees, weather.com says 88. Either way, awesome!

Ugh, I think I might have a low-grade fever but it's hard to tell on a warm day in a house with no AC.

:( I don't wanna go to the grocery store.

Lame lame lamity lame. All these chilly nights are killing my sinuses and wearing me out. I'm just gonna watch Burn Notice and go to bed.