My Friend

I was attempting to find out if Billy Turbo has a Myspace presence. Since I'm on campus, I can't search in Myspace. So I thought I'd check on the band members' facebook profiles to see if they had a link to their Myspace profile. No such luck- BUT! I decided after I searched for one of them on facebook that it would be cool to search for my own name and see if anything turned up. Apparently- there is another person with my same name who goes to Bowling Green. So I sent him a message that says 'hey, we have the same name, that is neat'. Then I added him as a friend. We'll see if he wants to be friends.

V8= Funk

So basically, I thought that this juice would be a good addition to my breakfast repertoire. But that impression only lasted as long as the juice stayed in the bottle. Once it came out- it was all downhill from there. It's not that bad going down, but then once it's down, it tastes like funk. I am still deciding what kind of funk exactly it is, but no luck just yet. I think that maybe it's feet funk. Not entirely sure- but the point of this is- stay away from this vile substance.

Tiger Wrestling

"The year 1969 produced a bumper crop of stunts for Homecoming, including a wrestling tiger and ostrich races."

If there were events like that... I'd be at all the Homecoming events. True Story. I mean seriously, it's a tiger and some guy's wrestling it. I feel incredibly dumb having just wrote the same thing a second time in the hope that it would be more descriptive, but really- what more can you say about a tiger wrestling match in Brigham Square? It's a tiger wrestling match. Wow.