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Right. I am trying to get out of work early today so I can trek home and maybe avoid the traffic, which inexplicably happens in the middle of nowhere. But it doesn't look like that will happen. Me getting out early that is, the traffic is affirmative.
The results are in and I am more confused now than before about my knee. Seems to be some sort of muscle problem. He was all feeling around on my hip and I was like, "No dude, the problem is the knee." He said something about connective muscle and blah blah blah. So I go back to an actual knee doctor next week or so.
When I was in high school I was in this band and we were going to combine punk and ska and play songs about unity and all. But then we realized that Operation Ivy had done it ten years prior. Bummer.
Here is a fun thing to do. Go to a bar and start talking to a person of the opposite sex. Tell them all about how you share a name with a really rich guy and this guy’s wife owes a lot of money to known pornographers. So they come to you looking for the money and they pee on your rug. See how far you can get before they realize you are talking about the Big Lebowski. If you can get all the way to the end of the movie and say, "Oh no wait, that wasn't me. That was a movie called the Big Lebowski." You win.
It works with any movie really. Here are a few more you can try: Top Gun, Conan, Jaws, Fight Club, Deep Throat, Ocean's Eleven, Die Hard, Mallrats, Smokey and the Bandit or Schindler's List. Let me know the results.
What the hell are you people doing in California to become the subject of Earthquake Ire '05?