Blog Quickie
Today, I was discussing my college days with a couple of the people who shared those days with me, and I came up with this observation:
There is something mildly depressing about being in my 40s and realizing that my idea of a successful weekend has morphed from "Got drunk and woke up next to some hot chick in a strange bed without knowing how I got there" to "Ate a few prunes and was successfully able to poop on Saturday morning".
posted by Liam at 7/10/2009 11:26:00 PM
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Note that that was just his IDEA of a good weekend.
Saturday, July 11, 2009 11:05:00 AM
The Journal of Irreproducible Results once had an article graphing the relative importance of food, sex, and poop in a human's life as time goes on. As a baby, food and poop are critical and sex unimportant. As you approach the teen years, food decreases to half importance and poop to near zero, while sex rises to critical. As you approach middle age, sex and food decline and poop assumes pre-eminence. It was a terrific graph; I really wish I still had the issue.
Saturday, July 11, 2009 4:55:00 PM
Y'know, Ross, I'd go look that up, but I really couldn't give a s***.
;-)
Saturday, July 11, 2009 5:50:00 PM
Which reminds me of one of the best off-the-cuff conversations I ever had.
Back in college, a batch of us were talking about psychology class, and one of the guys was talking about how in his class, they were studying the psychological tendency of people to rush through the simple pleasures of life.
So this friend, always a bit more careful with his language than the average college student, mentioned that on the list the lecturer mentioned were things like a good meal, a beautiful day and even a nice defecation.
At this, another friend said "I can see the meals and the nice days, but I just never found defecation to be all that pleasurable."
And without dropping a beat, Neil, the sort to sit quietly and then come out with the perfect line, looked up from his book and said "Well then, Eddie, I guess defecation doesn't mean s*** to you."
Saturday, July 11, 2009 6:03:00 PM
I went to the bar last night and left at 2 with a "10",,,,only to wake up at 10 with a "2"
Monday, August 24, 2009 12:58:00 AM
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