In West philadelphia born and raised…
Mar
2010
I got this email from Dana a couple of days ago:
“I was looking at my blog stats today and found that somebody reached my site by searching for “Paul Haugen Tuba”. Just thought I’d share that with you. Not entirely sure why.”
Whoever it was that was searching for me and my tuba playing, I’m right here. Unfortunately, I never played the tuba.
Really?!? Crying bunnies?!? Drowning puppies?!?
Come on environmentalists, is this really the most effective way to get your message across?
If you were ever a Cosby kid and you want to release a CD called “The Miles Long Mixtape,” you should re-think this cover.
I’m just saying.
This can’t be right! There’s no way it’s true! There couldn’t possibly be something dumber than the Snuggie could there?
Thanks to Dana I have found something that is.
The footie pajamas for grown ups.
I know that some of you may look at this and think, “hey, that’d be nice to return to the comfort of my childhood and rock some pj’s with feet!” If that’s you, then let me help you out. You’re an idiot!
Don’t do it! Don’t be that guy (or girl)! Don’t spend $40 to act like a three year old. I do it for free all the time.
Seriously people, be a grown up.
And I’m done.
so, I like to think of my hair as “wash and go.” I throw a little gel in there, mess it up a bit and what comes out is usually pretty ok by me. Today, however, this happened.
some of you may be thinking that this is what my hair usually looks like. Maybe you’re right. For whatever reason, though, today was the day that it caught my eye and made me say, “holy crap! I need a haircut something fierce!”
Just thought I’d share.