Thursday, July 10, 2008

100 posts show commitment towards the goal of talking about yourself.

I visited my grandparents house today. My grandfather was watching one of those American detective series from the 60s or the 70s. Even back in the old days, people were pushing the limits of credulity and the Rule of Cool (Viewer's willingness to suspend their disbelief and refrain from balking is proportionate to the coolness factor of the scene.).

My grandma gave me a rice dumpling to eat. We started talking (my mastery of the language is unsurpassed) and the subject came to dumplings. She asked if my mom had made any dumplings. I unwittingly responded with a 'yes', and then she went into a tirade about how my mom was not nice for forgetting to give them any dumplings.

Is this another tradition thing? Or is it just that my grandma really likes those dumplings?


What was it that I wanted to write?

Oh. Lets record the event. ***** broke his appendage last Sunday (about there), 6th July. He must be feeling really impotent right now, what with his total inability to rise up. He must feel like he's really lost his manhood or something. Pwned.

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