The Journal of Half-Baked Ideas
My friend Hagop once came up with the idea for a “Journal of Half-Baked Ideas.” I wasn’t actually there to witness it, so I don’t know any of the details wanted to include in it, but I’ve decided to run…
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Pixel Q. refuses to talk about himself. If thou wishest, thou may infer from his blog what thou wishest.
How to piss off a bartender: order a complicated, layered shot.
How to piss off a bartender: order a complicated, layered shot… “and coke.” Pro Tip: Never, ever piss off your bartender.
Pro Tip: If a friend miscarries, it is not a good idea to help her mourn by offering to buy her a drink.
Pro Tip: If a friend miscarries, it is not a good idea to help her mourn by offering to buy her a drink.
Dear Science Fiction: please eliminate the word ‘de-evolution’ from your all of your stories.
Dear Science Fiction: please eliminate the word ‘de-evolution’ from your all of your stories.
I didn’t mean to follow you into the restroom.
I didn’t mean to follow you into the restroom. It’s just an added bonus.
If I’m a player, then I’ve been red-shirted.
If I’m a player, then I’ve been red-shirted.
I was at Starbucks at 4 a.
I was at Starbucks at 4 a.m. today because they were offering 50% off lattes… I make terrible life choices.
I waited in line at Best Buy for six hours today.
I waited in line at Best Buy for six hours today. Not because it was Black Friday: they just have terrible service.
My cranberry sauce is too watery.
My cranberry sauce is too watery. I had to wrap the bowl in Saran wrap three times! I felt like a businessman in Vegas.
“I’m just really sad I won’t get to have an interstellar pen-pal”
I’ve been watching all the movies I should have seen in my childhood but didn’t. Yesterday I saw Close Encounters of the Third Kind.1 I saw it because I had this thought pop into my head this week that made…