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	<title>I Hate that this Happens: 4th of July</title>
	<pubDate>Sat, 05 Jul 2008 12:25:05 -0400</pubDate>
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    		<![CDATA[<br /><br /><br />I wound up without any plans for the 4th and I've had to sit though too many holidays alone so I decided to walk to a nearby park where there'd be a firework show.&nbsp; I figured I'd have a couple of beers, people watch, maybe meet some interesting strangers, maybe get drunk with a girl and come back to my place.&nbsp; <br />Before I leave I check my online distractions: AIM, Myspace, Facebook, CollegeHumor- of course there are no recent posts on any of them because they are all off having fun.&nbsp; Or maybe they aren't and are just pretending to. I hate that this happens.&nbsp; <br /><br /><i></i><br /><br />I messaged a couple of people on AIM and they quickly signed off.&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Messaged some people on FaceBook-poof, gone.&nbsp; The online community becomes a ghost-town during holidays and usually for good reason.&nbsp; Generally people know that they should not be available.<br /><br />So I walk to the park, push through the crowds, look at stands full of stupid crap that could only interest me if I made an express effort.&nbsp; Looked for any hot chicks that I might try to keep tabs on throughout the night.&nbsp;&nbsp; Nobody makes eye contact.&nbsp; I almost step on like five kids.&nbsp; I make a note of the pizza stands and beer stands.&nbsp; Beer=$4.00, pizza=$2.00.&nbsp; I have $8.00 in cash so I figure I'll buy a pizza when I'm hungry and then a beer a little before the show so I have a faint buzz and then a slice for the walk home.&nbsp; Good plan.&nbsp; Adults are getting drunk around kids.&nbsp; No wonder strange adults are monsterous when you're a kid.&nbsp; Some of the old, slimy businessmen who live in the area are hitting on the young girls working the food stands.&nbsp; I hate that this happens.&nbsp; Often when you try to strike up a conversation with a girl, she already has her shields up because she's been repelling the attacks of Ferengi's and Klingons (you know who they are!) all night.&nbsp; Man.&nbsp; What would Picard do?&nbsp; Picard wasn't there so I didn't engage.&nbsp; Probably for the better because as we know, if you are thinking in Star-Trek analogies at the time, you are not getting laid.<br /><br />I buy a beer and shortly after realize I had inadvertently begun walking into the kid's play area.&nbsp; Man by himself holding a beer around kids=you look like a molester, so I turned on my heal and headed back to the zombie-like masses.&nbsp; They weren't zombie-like really, they were all very animated, like the newer types of zombies, the kind that can fucking sprint after you like Nike Just Do It sons of bitches.&nbsp; By this time I am wondering if anybody has taken notice of me and has begun to conclude that I am not really with anyone.&nbsp; Normally you see somebody alone in a crowd walking and you figure they're going to meet someone or will be returning to someone.&nbsp; I wondered how long that illusion would play.&nbsp; I also wondered why I really cared.&nbsp; I hate that this happens.&nbsp; <br /><br />The fireworks start to go off, I hasten over to a good viewing location.&nbsp; Drinking my beer, works going off.&nbsp; I get bored very quickly.&nbsp; I realize I would be enjoying it 10x more if I had somebody to hold.&nbsp; I get sad for a moment but it passes.&nbsp; Back to being bored so I begin to imagine we are all celebrating some grand event.&nbsp; I imagine the fireworks are going off because mankind landed on Mars.&nbsp; Mankind has eliminated world hunger.&nbsp; We just elected a unified world leader.&nbsp; I begin to get selfish- I am that world leader.&nbsp; I am a star of a movie that just came out.&nbsp; It gets Independce Day wtih Will Smith- I imagine we just defeated aliens.&nbsp; All of these things were pretty entertaining.&nbsp; Fireworks end and people instantly begin moving back to their cars.&nbsp; I notice a lot of the people around me had already been gone, obviously trying to beat traffic.&nbsp; I rush over to the stands and the pizza dudes are closing down, packing up the pizza, taking tents down.&nbsp; I gesture that I'd like a slice.&nbsp; Very quickly the hope flashes through my mind that I'll get it for free- I mean, it's basically trash by this point, just give it to me.&nbsp; I have to pay him the 2 bucks.&nbsp; I am a little resentful although I know it's fair.&nbsp; I hate that this happens.&nbsp; <br /><br />OK! Now it's like at a bar.&nbsp; Closing time.&nbsp; Find some girls.&nbsp; Ahh none of them are attractive.&nbsp; I wonder around eating my pizza acting casual.&nbsp; I look up at some kids being stupid in their hotel balcony.&nbsp; I look back down in front of me and there is this cute girl walking directly towards me.&nbsp; It is obvious she notices me.&nbsp; Then she turns her gaze up at the same stupid kids in the balcony and doesn't change her pace or direction, right into me.&nbsp; I could step to the side but instantly I decide not to.&nbsp; We press into eachother, my arm gently pushes across her right breast, <br /><br /><br /><br />I don't sense a startled reactin from her- we just push steadily across eachother. I don't look at her, I just keep walking. WHYYYYY WHAT HAVE I DONE?!!!! That was it! That's what I was waiting for! I should have looked directly into her eyes and said "Oh, I'm sorry. Do you forgive me?" in some sort of charmingly befuddled Hugh Grant manner.&nbsp; She would have bashfully said, "Oh, it's alright." and I could have followed up with something.&nbsp; You know, she could have very well meant to do it and I really think she did.&nbsp; Sometimes girls want to meet strange guys, too.&nbsp; They have needs like we do. Why did I mess up?&nbsp; Why am I reminding myself of the song "Perfect Situation" by Weezer?&nbsp; I fail. I fail myself.&nbsp; I hate that this happens.&nbsp; I realize if she really wanted to talk to me that badly she would have said something herself.&nbsp;&nbsp; Did I really come across that cold that she didn't?&nbsp; Did she really not mean for it to happen and I just totally perved on her?&nbsp; Why do I think every girl wants to hook up with me? I hate that all of these happen.<br /><br />It was a nice night and I enjoyed myself and I'm glad I went out.&nbsp; But yeah, I was alone and it's embarrassing to admit but why?&nbsp; Sometimes it happens, it happens to us all.&nbsp; Why do we pretend that it doesn't? I hate that this happens.&nbsp; Some of the best things have happened to me when I was alone.<br /><br />I love it when that happens.<br /><br /></>
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	<title>Drop Shadow</title>
	<pubDate>Sat, 14 Jul 2007 01:48:21 -0400</pubDate>
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	<title>Surface</title>
	<pubDate>Thu, 21 Jun 2007 21:06:36 -0400</pubDate>
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	<title>Facebook is Stealing My Gift Designs!</title>
	<pubDate>Fri, 02 Mar 2007 15:57:48 -0500</pubDate>
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<p>I make it a point to look at each new stupid gift Facebook comes out with.  I even sent them my idea for the herpes gift <a href="http://www.collegehumor.com/article:1721084" rel="nofollow">(www.collegehumor.com/article:1721084</a>).<br /><br />In the email, I exclaimed,"You gotsta give the peoplz wut dey want!!!1".  Towards the end of my formal concept pitch, I outlined several new designs and concept groups.  Apparently they didn't find any of them worth paying me for.<br /><br />But they were all worth STEALING!<br /><div class="left_a3 large_a3 noborder_a3"><img src="http://7.media.collegehumor.com/collegehumor/ch6/3/a/collegehumor.8ed9c2e3a508085e26d667fac72dab41.jpg" width="336" /></div><br /><br />I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw this.  All they did was flip it, dampen some colors, and add little gay hearts!  <br /></p>
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<p>Here's the original I showed them.<br /><br /><br />They even changed the name to 'LoveHand" what the hell?!  They made it f*ing mainstream.  What an abomination! I am sending them a grievance letter about the theft and Mickey-Mousification of MY work.<br /><br />They must be stopped.</p></>
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	<title>The Facebook Gift that Keeps on Giving</title>
	<pubDate>Tue, 27 Feb 2007 03:00:45 -0500</pubDate>
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    		<![CDATA[<p>So I went into the <strong>Facebook gift shop</strong> to see what sort of <strong>gay gifts</strong> they had on sale for one dollar.  I couldn't believe they expected COLLEGE KIDS, <strong>educated people</strong> to buy something that had absolutely <strong>no use whatsoever</strong>.  And then I remembered greeting cards, so it made a little sense.  <br /><br />But I was not prepared for <strong>this</strong>:<br /><div class="center_a3 large_a3 noborder_a3"><img src="http://2.media.collegehumor.com/collegehumor/ch6/7/b/collegehumor.fb7752a78930acbbb3adca4bbbae5fb3.jpg" width="336" /></div><br /><br />How do you <strong>sell out</strong> of something that requires no finite materials?  How can you run out of a <strong>picture</strong> of a teddy bear?!  I could copy and paste that little <strong>son of a bitch</strong> and solve that problem.  Oooh, but wait, it even states the <strong>designer</strong>... now that is one <strong>top-shelf piece of shit vector image</strong>.  Do you buy your friends designer gifts? Well now you can.<br /><br />You can buy them a <strong>worthless piece of shit designer vector image that resembles something cute or precious</strong>- you know, something they wish you'd give them in real life.<br /><br />And then it hit me:  make the gift giving <strong>useful</strong>!<br /></p>
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p><br />One idea:  <strong>herpes</strong><br /><br /><div class="left_a3 small_a3 noborder_a3"><img src="http://4.media.collegehumor.com/collegehumor/ch6/6/8/collegehumor.1f0542b6bb2c56a55f3dbea85d93f1b0.jpg" width="150" /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Yeah, <strong>herpes</strong>!  And to think, you used to have so much trouble breaking the news to those <strong>drunken one-night stands</strong>!  Now it just takes five clicks and a <strong>dollar</strong>!  To make them feel a little better, it will even state the designer:<br /><br /><div class="center_a3 large_a3 noborder_a3"><img src="http://3.media.collegehumor.com/collegehumor/ch6/6/a/collegehumor.26e3b0c66eceeba1d599188ab6789408.jpg" width="336" /></div><br /><br />Now they will know.  Now <strong>EVERYBODY</strong> will know!  Just think of all those chicks you planned on <strong>banging</strong>... once you see this, it will really narrow things down!  <br /><br />But wait, what if you don't want everybody to know that you're the one who gave them herpes?!  Don't worry my friend, the <strong>Internets</strong> understand your need for privacy.  But <strong>not</strong> <strong>theirs</strong>.<br /><br /><div class="center_a3 small_a3 noborder_a3"><img src="http://6.media.collegehumor.com/collegehumor/ch6/d/9/collegehumor.8b51c41da0847b0c8cfe0609459e624e.jpg" width="150" /></div><br /><br />Now they've got that little herpes icon <strong>perched on their web page</strong> like they've got those <strong>bumps</strong> perched on their  <strong>Hush-hush parts</strong>.</p>
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<br /><br />Hey, in the future everybody will know e<strong>very thing</strong> about <strong>everybody</strong>.  Including every thing <strong>on</strong> their body.  <br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p align="right">Zack L.<br /></p></>
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	<title>Where's My Courtesy Wave, B*tch?</title>
	<pubDate>Wed, 17 Jan 2007 21:54:27 -0500</pubDate>
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    		<![CDATA[<p>: Why don't women wave when we let them merge in front of us in traffic?</p>
<br /><br /><br /><p>&nbsp; I think I know why.&nbsp; And it involves retard babies.<br /></p>
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<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p>During our day to day lives, we encounter other people as we are trying to get where we are going.&nbsp; Rush-hour traffic, the entrance to a store, the parking lot, the elevator.&nbsp; We are in each other's fucking way.&nbsp; But this is polite society, so we allow cars to merge in front of us, we hold the door a second longer for the approaching person, we dutifully allow pedestrians to cross in front of our car, we hold the elevator door for the double-stepping person.&nbsp; Man making a small show of altruism to benefit his fellow man.<br /><br /><br />I'm sorry, I forgot to include women.<br /></p>
<p>Wait, I didn't forget.&nbsp; Women don't help.</p>
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<p><br /><br />"Whoa, whoa, Zack! That's a bit much.&nbsp; Of course women help.&nbsp; They are just as capable as men."<br /><br /><br />I agree, women <em>could</em> help but they usually don't.&nbsp; What's worse, if you help them, they aren't as likely to show appreciation as a guy, even if it's a simple "thanks" or a slight wave of recognition.&nbsp; Pay attention to the cars that you allow to merge in front of you and compare the number of women's waves to men's waves.&nbsp; The next time you allow somebody to cross in front of you, see how many girls recognize your act in the least.&nbsp;&nbsp; More than likely, the girls will maintain their fixed gaze on the road ahead&nbsp; or will bound with unbroken stride across the street.&nbsp; As far as they're concerned, they were lucky to find an opening or you were obligated to stop or let them go first.<br /><br /><br />Or, I bet, they assumed that you thought 'they were hot!'.<br /></p>
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p>So if you're a girl and you somehow magically find a spot in traffic, don't need to break stride when approaching a building, or are fortunate to catch that guy after he entered so the door's open anyways, take a quick look because your life isn't just so naturally fortunate- somebody is doing you a favor, so look around and give a courtesy wave, b*tch.<br /></p>
<p><br />That was the main point of this Up.&nbsp; The second half is merely me trying to help us understand how this could have come about.&nbsp; You are probably better off moving on.&nbsp; Have a good one.<br /><br />continuation:<br /><br />Okay, thanks for sticking around.&nbsp; At this point, I'm going to assume you agree with my opinion that women aren't as altruistic as men in matters of transportation and group movement.&nbsp; If you don't, you are probably a girl or a guy who doesn't really have much consideration for other people anyways.</p>
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p>So why isn't the b*tch likely to wave?<br /></p>
<p><br /><br />I always thought that women tended to be more compassionate and sympathetic with other people.&nbsp; I learned that women's communication faculties are more capable than men's on average.&nbsp; Part of being an effective communicator is being able to simulate another person's thought process.&nbsp; I can't just 'say words at you' and you will get my message.&nbsp; I have to have some clue how you think in order to make sure I arrange my words so that you can make sense of them.&nbsp; Women are supposed to be good at this, and I wager they really are in general.&nbsp; So why can't she use her womanly intuition to understand that I inconvenienced myself for her sake?&nbsp; <br /><br /><br /><br /><div class="center_a3 small_a3 noborder_a3"><img src="http://2.media.collegehumor.com/collegehumor/ch6/d/3/collegehumor.2461114d9cb80df2893df6b349514346.jpg" width="150" /></div><br /><br /><br />Back when we were cavemen and everyone looked like this... Hey, pay attention, this is SCIENCE! Back in the day when we all looked like this and sold auto insurance, men did the hunting.&nbsp; We men formed hunting parties and had to bring in a certain amount of meat or our tribe suffered malnutrition and could not fend off attacks or sickness.&nbsp; Malnourished mothers gave birth to retard babies who couldn't do jack shit and the tribe died off.&nbsp; So we men had to kill that deer otherwise there would be a lot of retard babies on our hands.&nbsp; Now, the deer would get startled if we used vocal communication, so we had to coordinate our attack with minimal interaction and with the use of pre-determined attack patterns.&nbsp; We had to <em>anticipate</em> eachother's movements as well as our prey's.<br /></p>
<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p>During a hunt, I see that you are having difficulty getting into position.&nbsp; I know that there is a gap because of that fact.&nbsp; I know you <em>need</em> more time to get into position.&nbsp; Like I know you <em>need</em> to change lanes immediately if you are going to make it into the upcoming turning lane as your urgency suggests you need to do.&nbsp; So caveman me shifts positions a little to fill the gap a bit while you advance.&nbsp; The modern me applies the brakes a little to allow you to chance lanes and move over.&nbsp; Both with minimal communication if any at all.&nbsp; So the fact that women are better communicators didn't hinder that deer getting his ass predated one bit.&nbsp; <br /><br /><br /><br />[To find a picture to go here, I made<br />he mistake of running an unsafe <br /></p>
<div>Google image search for "meat."]<br /><br />[I should know better.]<br /><br /><br /><div>So, alright, men move better in groups.&nbsp; We anticipate a need, and when another person anticipates our need and helps us out, we commend them and give a little thanks.&nbsp; Then there's the fact that another guy put his macho ego aside long enough to help a brother out.&nbsp; Women don't have any of this going on in their heads.&nbsp; <br /><br />"Um, Zack, yes we do."<br /><br />Okay, then you just aren't polite enough to give a little thanks.&nbsp; That, or you think we're required to do it.&nbsp; We aren't.&nbsp; Sure, we live in a society where men open doors for women and hold things for them, but none of that is absolutely required.&nbsp; I still think it should be done, though.&nbsp; Women are merely the <em>fairer</em> sex, not the <em>lesser</em> sex.&nbsp; That doesn't mean you don't say thank you.<br /><br />But there is always the possibility that I want to bang you.&nbsp; Give a 'thank you' wave, anyways.<br /><br /><div><div class="center_a3 small_a3 noborder_a3"><img src="http://2.media.collegehumor.com/collegehumor/ch6/6/7/collegehumor.b0b22516d5d355ea5b72f2270017851c.jpg" width="150" /></div></div>
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	<title>Where's the Funny? [Part II]</title>
	<pubDate>Thu, 21 Dec 2006 01:47:14 -0500</pubDate>
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	<title>Where's the Funny? [Part I]</title>
	<pubDate>Thu, 21 Dec 2006 01:09:34 -0500</pubDate>
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	<title>&quot;oomg, this is totally going on myspace, lol&quot;</title>
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