Kushcash and 2007 – together again, for the very first time…

I can hear it off in the distance...a faint rumbling behind the hills, like the gods on Mount Olympus all silently passing gas in unison, like a swarm of hungry locusts descending on a farmer’s wheat field, like a giant ice shelf the size of 11,000 football fields snapping free from Canada's Arctic – the beginning of a new year.

2006 was great. Bigfoot great. It was huge. Like, Rosie O’ Donnell’s head HUGE. Much happened. Much rocked. Much still to do.

Kushcash would like to wish you a Happy New Year and to remind you to keep it safe as humanly possible. So, no drunk-driving and no bottle rockets fired from your butt-crack.

We can’t wait to show you what we’ve got planned for 2007, and we’ll make sure to keep you posted on all of the amazing things that we’ve got coming up in the New Year!


And So, The Countdown Begins…


Peace,

Your friends at Kushcash.com

Besides Video Arcades - Was There Anything Good About The 80's?

New Caprica Versus Used Caprica...

Taken from the Blogger Beta homepage:

"I am overjoyed to announce that today we have o’ficially graduated the new version of Blogger from “in beta” to “.” Why is this significant? Allow me to explain via analogy:
Battlestar Galactica with Lorne Greene : Battlestar Galactica with Edward James Olmos :: Old Blogger : New Blogger"

If you're a geek - this is funny.

If not? Then...you can tell me what it's like to date a girl someday.

I don't know. It's a little early here at Kushcash. Me needs me coffee, meng.

Y I Suck

Today is my girlfriend's birthday.

I woke her up excitedly at 6 a.m.,
gave her her present,
danced around and told her to call her mother.

Then we she did all that and wanted to go get breakfast burritos,
I pretended to be asleep.

That is why I suck.

No Mas X-Mas....

Christmas shopping's all done. So, no more going around to stores collecting stuff that my girlfriend will pretend to like and forget about by this time next year.

Yaaaayyyyyyyy!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Converse...

The shoe - not meaning "to speak with another".

Seriously though, If you're wearing Converse when it's this chilly outside - just wearing a Bounce fabric softener sheet over your bare feet might actually make your toes feel warmer than wearing Converse.

Brrrr.

Yoooowwwwwww!!!

You ever think that the way that you feel right now will later on, make you feel worse than you would normally feel?

Does that make sense?

Probably not.

It's Hard For Me To Even Get Out Of Bed...

Yooowwwwwwwwwwww!!!!!!!

Mmmm...swine.

I would eat a donut right now if it wasn't glazed and sweet and if you took out the dough and replaced it with bacon and eggs and a nice cold Coca Cola.

Bad Robot...

I have not bought one Christmas present yet.

He's Going To Be Mad Today...

Don't ever forget to sign out of your MySpace account when you're drinking at my house.

And yes, I will change your profile song to New Kids On The Block.

If you see me writing:

• Don't ask me what I'm writing.
• Say, "Hey!"
• Scare me.
• Read what I'm writing.
• Throw something on my desk.
• Wait for me until I'm "finished."
• Say, "Oops! I'll come back. Keep on writing what you were writing."

If you see me writing:

• Walk right past me.
• Slip slowly away like a ninja wearing anti-gravity boots and an Elven Cloak Of Invisibility.
• Leave me flowers and chocolates and tiny, pinky-sized twelve pack bottles of beer.
• Give me the respect that I deserve as a concentrating genius, take quiet notes with a rubber pencil on a very soft pad of un-scratchy paper. You're watching literary history, soak it in.
• Don't think I'm faking being busy if I'm doing nothing but staring at a Word document. I'm thinking - which is writing, but just in its teething stages. Huh?
• Slip a dollar in my pocket without me noticing. Thanks for that, brutha.

If you see me writing:

• It's perfectly okay to disregard all of these guidelines only, and I say ONLY if......you're totally hot.

Rodney Mullen Loves Sarah Brown Loves Dr. Egon Spengler...

In The Greek Panthenon of skateboarding I would think Rodney Mullen would be, like Apollo. Maybe Mike valley would be Ares. Zeus? That'd take more time to think through...

Not the best or worst choice of music in this video - but Rodney Mullen really does kick all kinds of crotch in it. Darkslides and tricks that don't really have names.

Also, I just gave Sarah Brown of Que Sera Sera, a link to The Real Ghostbusters cartoon episode script where they fight Cthulhu.

Hey, I'm a big nerd. But she asked, man.

Wii-mote crash injury Nintendo remote crash is my title in the hopes for more readers...

Joe Escalante of The Vandals fame DJ'ing every morning on 103.1 FM?

Nice.

Crispin Glover as a guest on Steve Jones' of The Sex Pistols show on Thursday night?

Even better.

It's Officially The Weekend...

So, why am I writing about you guys missing:

The wrestling match in J's office.

Footballs, once again, hitting Shash in the head.

Something about a Sugar Ray party.

Our hard work.

Everybody eating without me and me forced to go to Taco Bell.

Me jamming up the Coke machine with one measly dime and not telling anybody about it.

Me getting FREE! hot water for my first time in one of those automated coffee things with the trap doors - does this make sense?

Missing our XBOX 360 because it's broken.

Me working hard.

Me coming back into the office after going to the bathroom and finding everybody laughing with tears in their eyes about something that I wasn't around for.

Barking spiders.

Chitty-Chitty Bang Bang...

I should not be driving. Seriously. I have no right to be on the road. I don't even need to talk on a cell phone to make me drive badly, all I need is me. Old, 95 yr. old man versus Mr. KushCash? Old man wins. Thank you.