Ad Libs

Just for kicks, and as suggested by SRL when I called him on his mobile phone in the UK today (and yes, it does do their double ring thing when you call), go through his last post and add in slogans, ads, etc. for the products he listed. Wheee fun! - dma

I've added mine. See below. -Tyler

The World is Flat

SRL just semi-drunk dialed me from London on his mobile (yet another tourist vicitm of the new and improved "Always Open Pubs" policy). After explaining to him that the call was likely costing him $8.00 a minute in super-double transatlantic roaming fees, he proceeded to let me know just how much the food over there sucks and how he was walking around the area outside of the Tottenham Court Road tube station looking for a decent pizza joint. Some lady at a hotel gave him some bad directions (he claims that he couldn't understand what she was saying because she spoke "English" and not "American") and he was completely lost.

Google Earth to the rescue. From my living room on the other side of the world, I was able to pull up a view of the general area he was in. We then took turns calling out landmarks until I found him next to some fountains by a bus station. After googling the pizza place he was looking for (The Italian Kitchen), I was able to give him directions to the front door just by calling out landmarks as he walked. There's a little bit of translation needed because things definitely look different from space than from on the ground, but it was cool nonetheless.

We are totally global ubergeeks.

-srl said...
Turns out that food sucked as well. I hate this country. No wonder we whipped their asses in two wars.

10:58 AM

Got Milk?

Reason #324 why it might be a good idea to go drink a glass of milk sometime today. I found this x-ray on the web and although it looks almost exactly like mine, it is not. I'll edit the real one in when I get a copy from the doctor next week.

Football to tip of finger. Yes, we all know I can't catch for shit. Well, except for that one time in the intramural football finals where I was like JerryfuckinRice but we lost when SRL and Louis each attacked the referee (on consecutive plays) and got themselves ejected and us disqualified. Wait, didn't SRL also get a lifetime ban from intramural sports over this and have to register under a fake name for the wiffleball season? Or was this the time where they made him write out an essay on why he was sorry and would not attack sporting officials in the future and he conned someone else into writing it for him?

I'm looking at 6 weeks in splint and 1 month physical therapy for getting back to full usage. It is teh suck.

--dma

I believe both Scott and I got banned from all IU intramural sports after that game. It wasn't a big deal to Scott since it was his last year there. Because I strung together a mostly coherent sentence using every swear word at least twice, they thought it would be an interesting read if I were to write an essay on good sportsmanship. Upon talking to the powers that be about my future in IM sports if I were to write such an essay, I opted out since it wouldn't suspend the ban. At that point I had nothing left to lose, so I strung together a few more sentences of similar content. We were robbed. The ref was probably the house knob jockey at whichever frat we were playing.
--louis