October 2010
;jinoiruehgkvbievykgrshedks HOW ARE WE NOT BEST FRIENDS?!
I KNOWW. The Doodlebob episode is fucking awesomeeee~
September 2010
I went over to my friend’s room yesterday to find that Steph was watching the U.S. Open of Beach Volleyball. There isn’t anything that gives me a pocket rocket faster than some volleyball, especially beach. Sean Rosenthal and Aaron Wachtfogel beat Prosser and Binstock 15-12. It was a pretty good match.
Now, I want to make it clear that I love the sport of volleyball by itself. I think it’s a beautiful endurance sport that can only be played well with a strong team bond. Does it help that when a lot of people play they tend to be half-naked? SURE. Does it help that most volleyball players have toned, tanned bodies that they have no shame of exposing? SURE.
Now that we have that clear this is Aaron Wachtfogel:
I know.
You can’t see it here but…. dat ass.
When they won all the beach-bros ran out to bro-hug and bro-tap the winners and pour beer on their heads. A bunch of half-naked, sandy, sweaty men touching your equally naked, sandy, sweaty body followed by being covered in copious amounts of beer? Uhh, YEA that’s why I play this sport… it’s all I could ever want.
Side note: why is it so damn hard to find volleyball on tv?
“We are all just walking each other home.”
—Ram Dass (via oceanofmind)
“Who we THINK we are is really a mental image. Look at this yourself and see if your sense of identity is not merely an arising thought or feeling. In truth you are the indescribable one life that is always present, always aware, though thought can never know this. It lives as a dim shadow of abstraction alone. When one identifies as thought, it is like a wave in the ocean ignoring that it is water.”
—Atmananda Menon (via oceanofmind)
First kiss. Go.
My first kiss was while driving really fast with a very tall and handsome guy named Kraig. I was 18 and it was awesome.
