This guy actually exists

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There’s a coffee shop I go to every now and then, and I always happen to notice this guy in a wheelchair, just about every time.  And unlike a lot of handicapped people who are kind of either accepting of their situation, or are generally polite and understanding of their handicap, this guy kind of comes off a little bit dickish.

Doesn’t say thank you if I hold the door open for him, I see the way he kind of brusquely wheels around the already-cramped interior of the place, and without really saying excuse me or please in regards to moving chairs or tables so he can park himself, he just does it with no courtesy to others.  I get that he’s handicapped and may harbor some resent in his life as a result, but there’s no reason to take it out on the rest of the world.

Anyway, I was walking around the proximity of the coffee shop the other day, and I saw him wheeling down the sidewalk, evidently on the way to the coffee shop.  For some reason, seeing him outside of the confines of the coffee shop made me think about the wheelchair guy in Ghost World, who dickishly exploited the daily trivia question for free coffee, every day, much to the dismay of a barely-legal Scarlett Johansson.

Another good Volkswagen commercial

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Despite the fact that I probably wouldn’t aspire to get any of today’s VWs due to the fact that they’re all kind of pricey and honestly, I don’t like the direction of their styling, I have to admit that I really do oftentimes like their marketing.

I find this commercial enjoyable. Obvious mom driving around in a slammed Honda Civic Del Sol, complete with trunk system, fart cannon and under glow, and then coming home seconds before her daughter and her loser boyfriend, where they switch keys.

he message is an obvious one that Volkswagens are safe as opposed to a tricked-out rice rocket, but that’s not necessarily why I like the commercial. I guess as I’ve gotten older and leaving behind the days of when I did like a little rice on my cars in favor of more sensible and practical options. Regardless, the visuals of a mom in a rice rocket is amusing. And she’s a total MILF too.

Why I don’t watch previews anymore

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In short, frankly, I don’t want to have anything spoiled for me anymore.  In short, it appears that nobody knows how to put together a preview for anything anymore, without giving something crucial away.

Case in point, prior to watching the season 2.5 premiere of The Walking Dead, there was a brief preview montage of what to expect in the next 6-7 episodes.  In this montage of visuals, there was a clip of a gold sedan getting flipped over – this is obviously big, considering the pool of characters in which are capable of driving a motor vehicle is pretty limited to the core cast, meaning someone’s going to be getting seriously hurt.  Obviously, it’s absurd to think that nobody’s going to get hurt in a show about annihilation and survival, but knowing in advance that someone is going to get into a car wreck is something I’d rather not be told ahead of time.

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Five packets of raw sugar into 12 ounces of coffee

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As I poured half and half and one Splenda into my own 12 ounces of coffee, my first thought was that eventually, this man was going to rudely reach across and grab for the half and half when I am done.  Like the social troll I can sometimes be, I took my sweet time pouring the usual excess coffee out for all my dead homies, and prepping it the way I like it before relinquishing the oft-demanded half and half.

This man didn’t at all seem the least bit concerned about the half and half because I realized that he was in the midst of ripping open his third packet of raw sugar, and pouring it into his coffee.  He repeated this action twice more while I stirred and re-lidded my own drink before heading back to the office.

I know the raw sugar isn’t as sweet as processed sugar, but essentially what it does to your body is about the same.  Five packets of sugar?  Into a small coffee?  That can’t be normal.

On another note, I just realized that this is my 500th brog post.  What better way to ring in a substantial number than talking about retards?

Conspiracy Theory: Jeremy Lin, the NBA’s Prodigal Son

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Don’t get me wrong, seeing Jeremy Lin tearing up the NBA right now is a pretty cool thing going on right now.  In spite of all the controversy behind race, upbringing, race, education and race, Jeremy Lin is making a league vastly composed of everyone not Asian, look like his personal playground.

I’ll enjoy the Jeremy Lin highlights as he continues to make them happen, and I’ll laugh mockingly at all the horrible Jeremy Lin puns that are sprouting and spreading like AIDS in Thailand, but I have to excuse myself and be one of those guys, at trying to contain some excitement.  Forgive me, for I come from a baseball-first fandom in which nothing is sustainable, everything has an end, numbers rule all, and I’m only allowed to suspend disbelief for those within the Atlanta Braves organization.

That being said, my latest crazy conspiracy theory goes along the lines of this:

Jeremy Lin is being allowed to run amok and dominate the shit out of the NBA, because the NBA needs it.

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