107 posts tagged “qotd”
What are the goofy nicknames you have for your pet? Bonus points for sharing a picture of him/her.
Submitted by Papi Chulo.
Well, Papi Chulo, I'm glad you asked! I'd say a good 20-25% of mine and Scotch's day is comprised of coming up with nicknames for Rudy and singing him songs. The off-the-top-of-my-head list is as follows:
Rude Boy
Rudaloo
RUDY! RUDY! RUDY! (as in the movie Rudy)
Hell Hound (sometimes punctuated with "Chihuahua of the Devil", "Hound of Satan", or "Chihuahua of Evil")
Beast
Hell Beast
Weasel
The White Weasel
The White Bison (we were eating bison tacos that night; we frequently joke in front of Rudy about killing him, eating him, neglecting him, torturing him, etc...)
The White Devil
White Wolf (We refer to the three of us as Wolf Family)
Little Man
Little Sweater (when he's wearing a sweater)
Mr. Sweater
Mr. Boner (you know why)
Chickenbone Jones (he seems to find a chicken bone on about half of his walks)
The Sunshine Band (after Scotch and I get married, her initials will be K.C., so Rudy is the Sunshine Band)
Monkey
The President (of Nap Club)
El Presidente
Mister/Senior Tapperstein (because of his nails)
Mister/Senior Tapperton
Little face
Doctor Rudy (derived from the concerned look he gets when he's laying on someone who's not feeling well)
The Doctor
Farmer Rudy (derived from his natural tendency to poop in a garden that needs fertilization)
Side Shanks (he had a little rear end fat going for a while)
The Hairrorist (Rudy likes to shake off before he leaves an area, shedding a massive amount of hair. When he does this over something black, it's known as "a dirty hair bomb", or an "act of hairrorism", thereby making Rudy a "hairrorist. Sometimes you can actually hear him scream "ALLAH AKBAR" just before he does it.)
That's all I can think of right now, but I'm sure Scotch has more.
What is the worst city you've ever been to and why?
Submitted by Soup.I've been to some pretty awful places, but I'd have to say that Los Angeles is the worst of the worst. Heavy pollution, incredibly fake and self-centered people, violence, attitudes, horrifying traffic, expensive drinks, and egos as far as the eye can see. There are a couple of people there I like, but aside from them, the place has no redeeming qualities that I can discern.
Polling groups like to track the approval rating of politicians. What's your approval rating for President George W. Bush?
Yeah... so... sometimes when I'm at home and there's nothing good on TV, I like to take a frying pan and slam it against my head repeatedly until my vision doubles. Then I call all my ex-girlfriends up on the phone and ask them if they'd be interested in having a three-way with me and my current girlfriend. When I'm done making those calls, I like to play a little game called "how far can I shove something in to my ear?" After that, I'm pretty tired, so I go to sleep. In the yard. After rubbing snail food all over my naked body.
What song do you wish would never show up on a karaoke list?
Few things deter me from karaoke more easily than the thought of four or five drunk chicks up on the stage wailing out a will-to-live-crushing rendition of "Love Shack".
Clowns: delightful or terrifying?
Oh man. The Vox photo stream is like my worst nightmare right now. I hate clowns. I despise clowns. If elected, I will round up all the clowns in this state and have them disposed of.
And now, a song about clowns.
Should driving while talking on a cell phone be outlawed?
Submitted by Soup.
I'm inclined to say yes, due to the numerous times I've almost been shellacked by some nimrod who happened to be talking on the phone but... it's not the talking on the phone that's the problem, it's the fact that most people begin driving recklessly when they are talking on the phone, and THAT is already outlawed. If the cops would focus on going after people who run red lights or run me off the road while making an unsafe lane change instead of nabbing everyone who gets up to eleven miles per hour over the speed limit regardless of whether or not they're endangering anyone else, then maybe some of this behavior could start to be brought under control.
In the meantime, though, yes... just as people have proven that, in general, they drive dangerously while intoxicated, they've also proven that they drive dangerously while on the phone, so outlaw that shit. It's not that fucking hard to pull off to the side for a minute to tell your friend about your awesome new set of cuff links. While you're at it, double the fines for texting or using the internet while driving. In fact, make it similar to open container laws where if the phone is even in the car and not in a bag or pocket or something, it's a violation.
Now, before anyone who has ridden with me calls me a hypocrite, and in the interest of full disclosure, I'll say that I do, from time to time, answer a call when I'm driving. I do try to make it as quick as possible and I get extra careful when I do take the call so as to not kill anyone. Still, I notice that my own driving is considerably worse when I'm on the phone and since I'm apparently too much of a douchebag to practice what I preach, it'd be nice if someone would write me a big fat ticket for endangering the lives of other people just so I can ask my friend what movie we're seeing. That's really not worth it.
What was your favorite road-trip of all time?
Submitted by bodhibound.
Ask me again in about three weeks.
Current frontrunner is the time when Voight and I drove from Seattle to San Francisco overnight, spent a day here, then to straight to Vegas, spent a day at the scooter rally, decided we were having a shitty time, drove back to San Francisco, rode around with The Dude for a day or two, and then drove back to Seattle. Steve's a great road trip partner, even if he does make you stop every twenty minutes for coffee. We got retarded on Red Bull and gummi bears and had a pretty awesome time.
Why do you live where you live?
Submitted by memtony.
I've been wondering that a lot lately.