god bless the x games for giving us mono skiers

imagine youre an athlete, but you have some serious issues with your legs

perhaps you came back wounded from the war

maybe you were born disabled

maybe you were in an accident.

but being an athlete is something in your heart.

of the scariest things i could imagine doing is skiing down a hill and over jumps

without the benefit of legs.

enter the mono skiiers and check out this final race today.

h/t rob lawrence

it’s mass hysteria. cats and dogs Living together!

and people say nothing cool happens in Bakersfield.

over five thousand people went to the Bakersfield Condors game last night

and although the home team got spanked 5-1 by the Ontario Reign, the Rabobank Arena erupted when a bench clearing brawl broke out

climaxing when the goalies squared off.

“When the final penalty tally came in, it was a Condors combined record of 278 minutes, eclipsing the old benchmark of 254 minutes, set in Alaska exactly one year earlier,” reported the Bako Californian.

but the announcers of the game, one who even quoted Bill Murray’s character in Ghostbusters, only added to the spectacle.

ah, good old time hockey, eh

they promised us jet packs

they promised us jetpacksof all the things that depress me, expectations are the diamond chocolate cherry on top

namely, when i have zero, or few, expectations i usually find myself pleasantly surprised

thrilled, excited, joyous, and in some cases ecstatic.

but when i get into a situation where i fool myself into thinking i know it all

when i enter into a room where i believe i have it figured out

or when i buy a ticket for something that i say OMG THIS IS GONNA BE IT!

i usually hedge my bets quietly with six seven beers cuz how is it really gonna be


its never it.

its it when we let it just be whatever its gonna be

mfing ladybug appeared on my desk the other day and it was the coolest part of the day.

i was all well hello there madame. what have i done to deserve this surprise visit?

and i tried to put her on a leaf on my little cubicle plant but she fell into my cheetos bag

and she walked around sniffing and licking and

not flying away thats for damn sure.

if only we could live that sort of life

(we can)