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More Stupider Feature

People Are Becoming More Stupider

I was on the subway today listening to some kid bragging about his typing speed. He mentioned that he had the bestest technique, which allowed him to type more faster.

Honestly, do I really need to elaborate on this?



This Might As Well Be a Weekly Feature

Dave and I (and a number of others) are going camping next weekend. In his attempt to be a good guy (which he will always be, regardless of what he does), he offered to buy me a propane tank so that he might use my camp stove for cooking (we tend to do food preparation with a partner, and as sexy as Dave is, Mrs. J wins the hottie competition hands down, and so Dave is partnered with another stoveless person).

Note the exchange…


J: Hey Mano. You don’t need to worry about the tank.
D: Really?
J: Seriously. First of all, my stove burns white gas, so you showing up with a propane tank would help no one.
D: Err…That might pose a problem.
J: Secondly, we already have three canisters.
D: What do those cost? How much do they charge to fill them?
J: Napthalene comes in big drums. It’s pretty cheap, and it lasts forever. We only used a tank and a half at most last year.
D: Oh.
J: I appreciate the offer, but it’s not needed, and the cost is so small as to be relatively insignificant.
D: Well I have to do something.
J: Nah.
D: Really, is there anything I can do in trade?
J: Ummmmm….
D: Not that.

To be honest, I wasn’t even trying to be funny, but I was laughing like an idiot after Dave‘s line.

Dave and I have so many funny conversations that this should become a regular feature. Of course, by doing that, I would feel as if it were an obligation, and it would stress me out. So forget that nonsense. For one thing, I don’t really need another feature spiraling out of control. Secondly, while we find these conversations funny, we are not so egotistical as to believe that everyone would like them. That damned 10% holdout pisses us off.

9 Responses

  1. Heh heh… “not that”… I found it funny. 🙂 I love camping. I don’t get out to do it enough! I had planned to take my daughter camping at least once this summer and I haven’t been able to yet… for shame! But I will. Have a great time, and roast a tasty edible petroleum product in my honor! 😉 James.

  2. You have the bestest msn space

  3. You kill me with your conversations. Keep on!

  4. The last time we went camping, we loaded our stove and the propane into the car, somehow managed to squeeze everything else there with it, drove it allt he way to the campsite. And then the only thing we “cooked” was poptarts.

  5. You are the most bestest photographer. Betterer than that Adams guy… You are also the dopest with the haiku and the grillin’. No one is betterer than you.

  6. I will tell you the story of my last camping experiance…it was a dark and stormy night.. no..wait..it was clear, and the moon was bright… (after it became dark) and uhmm. OH! so me and my friend Jeff dont like sleeping in tents, so we decide to sleep on the ground…. on a pile of blankets and sleeping bags, we packed a very large cooler of snacks that we didnt share with everyone else.., dunkaroo’s and milkshakes, and whatnot. anyhow…. we find out that were sleeping in a place that they used to dump old metal things…..i nearly got stabbed repeatedly by and old rusty bed. needless to say we moved our spot.. we were comfy for a few ..UNTIL…. da na naaaaa it began to get foggy and we got all wet and it wasnt pleasant, SO we packed our stuff and went to his apartment and ate food and watched tv. 🙂 thats roughing it!! ~scovix~ ps…and im pretty sure we saw a sasquatch!!

  7. Was the Sasquatch outdoors? Or was it in the apartment?

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