trying to figure out why gmail thinks i want to date “cougars”, which apparently means “old ladies”
living in a corona commercial
is getting all clark w. grizwold on some motherfuckers
Going to explore the Mayan roons.
is aware of the internet.
For years I thought Jim Carrey’s schtick was a parody of smarminess. Now I’m pretty sure he’s just smarmy.
Wondering if I can start an organic fabric company based on shedding Zoe.
George Carlin is dead? Shit, Piss, Fuck, Cunt, CockSucker, MotherFucker, and Tits.
Question of the day: Is Legally Blonde an eighties movie, despite its release date? Discuss.
I wonder if McCain’s last speech before election day will end, “See you next tuesday… ahem, at the polls.”
I'm Michael Condouris, and this is my second blog. The first one's Wacky Neighbor. I was born in 1975 in New Jersey. I live in Aberdeen, NJ, with my fiancée Carrie, in our new suburban paradise. We have two pets, a Shih Tzu named Coco and a beagledor named Zoë. I was on Jeopardy once. I lost, though, just like in the Weird Al song.
Besides Smallistry, my interests include robots, space, movies, movies about robots and/or space, and Mexican restaurants. Recently I've also become fond of the Wii and ancient history. I dislike conversations about food, sports, other people's children, and conspiracy theories. I'm ok with talking about the weather though. My hat size is 7 1/4, and I have no sense of smell.
I've pretty much stopped blogging in the last, oh, 6 months or so, because talking about tiny things got a bit stale and life had a habit of getting in the way. So for the time being, the site will live on as a Twitter feed of whatever floats through my head.
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