As I came home for lunch today, a tow truck was parked blocking my driveway. This disturbed me a little since it was eating away at my valuable lunch time. He was taking a tag-less Honda Accord from a neighbor’s driveway. I suppose it was the owner’s intention this time. Tow trucks troll my neighborhood, usually at night on weekends.
Have you ever been happy to see a tow truck driver? I can’t say that I ever have. I know they’re just doing their job, but I can still have disdain for them. I’ve only had a few encounters with them myself. I’ve been towed for parking in lots after friends have assured me it was ok, twice. I’ve been towed after an accident. They’ve done nothing wrong here but I was not in a good mood.
A little while ago, my cousin sent me a link to watch a video of Thriller. Only this version is done by inmates at a Filipino prison. That’s right, 1,500 inmates of the Cebu Provincial Detention and Rehabilitation Center in Cebu. The dude playing the part of Michael Jackson looks like Yao Ming, only shorter and older. The ladyboy playing the part of his girlfriend barely has any hair! Give him a wig at least!
That brings us to Thriller, the Indian version. I don’t recall MJ having a vicious stache. I have to say the girlfriend in this version is much better than the one above. I’d like to know what the song is about because they’ve totally gone a different direction with the choreography.
I personally like the Indian version better. The Filipino one creeps me out a little. Convicts and trannys don’t really do anything for me. Their video is quite impressive, but the Indian version is more entertaining. I’m sure there’s a Vietnamese version out there somewhere, as embarrassing as that sounds. I’d love to see it though.
You’ve probably seen this by now. It’s Miss Teen South Carolina fumbling with the question and answer part.
It’s like watching a car wreck. What’s sad is that she was asked a question about education. Who wants to bet that she is one of the ones that can’t point out America on a map? I have to hand it to Mario Lopez. I mean he didn’t ROFL or even LOL. He was probably thinking, “Damn this girl is an idiot. But I’d still bang her.”
“In the case of housing, government data show that house sale prices had moved at roughly the same pace as the overall rate of inflation over the whole post-war period until 1995,” Baker writes. “Since 1995, house prices have risen by more than 70% after adjusting for inflation. This increase in excess of inflation has created more than $8 trillion in housing bubble wealth.”
“There is no fundamental factor of supply or demand that could explain this sudden rise in house sale prices. Also, there has been no remotely comparable increase in rents over this period,” Baker adds.
I hope everyone is prepared. I hope everyone is comfortable with their mortgage payments. If you’re planning to sell your house, plan to wait longer than two weeks like it used to take in the previous years.
I wonder if you can find people to swap houses of similar values. Like if I wanted to move to Arlington and someone wanted to move to Fairfax, we could just switch houses. I’d imagine the odds are much smaller for finding good matches. I’m going to start a House-Swapping Craigslist. Someone will read this, do it, and beat me to it.
Toyota Australia launches TRD Aurion. It is the Aussie’s version of the Camry. It is way cooler than my old man Camry. I guess that’s not saying much though.
When we were on our honeymoon in Hawaii this past April, I had to buy some aftershave because I had to throw mine out at the Dulles Airport security gate. The only one I could find was Skin Bracer. I feel like I have to start using Brut or Old Spice too. The smell it has is awful and cheap, if cheap was a scent.
I suppose I could’ve thrown this out and gotten something new. That’s if I wasn’t lazy.
Looks like G Love and Special Sauce is coming to Wolf Trap this Saturday. I recently found out that you can bring whatever food and drink you want inside. As long as it doesn’t rain, I can’t see this being a bad night.
