George W. Bush has garnered a smidge of criticism over hte past eight years for... well, various reasons. Consequently, one could say he isn't very... well-liked, shall we say.
His father, on the other hand, is a badass. He went skydiving for his 85th birthday. Yes, his 85th birthday.
Stand aside, louche (definition: of questionable taste or morality), because your title as interesting word of the day has come to an end, to be replaced by a more medical, pedantic, and overall awesome word:
Haemolacria - (n.) a physical condition whereby a person produces tears which are composed of blood.
Translation: Now you have a fancy way of saying "MY EYES ARE BLEEDING !!1!11!"
Well, by now, hopefully some (or all) of you have seen the umu-infested Charlie the Unicorn 3. Yes, it is quite funny. However, didn't that fish-themed rap at the end sound vaguely familiar? Almost like you had heard the tune before, but you couldn't quite put a finger on it..
Well, that's because it was blatantly stolen from the greatest song of all time, the POKERAP.
Now, I don't pretend to be a connoisseur of video games. Far from it. Nonetheless, I have, undoubtedly, discovered one of the greatest video games ever created. It's called Portal, and it is so, so very cool.
So very crazy. Here's the premise: You are some a test subject in a giant, mechanical test chamber. You have been given a portal gun, a device that lets you create portals and jump between them. In one, out the other, and your momentum carries through... which lets you do some crazy physics tricks... which is how you get through some giant puzzles. This whole time, you're being led through the course by a creepy, psychopathic, sadistic computer called GLaDOS. It's just so cool. I suggest you get it, ASAP, from www.valvesoftware.com
I'm Jon. I am a master of musical instruments, hitting small green balls, and debating the pants off of people. I like good friends, good music, and long walks on the beach. Also, I've long since realized that life is worthless without a good sense of humor, so: Live, love, and laugh. Life is too short to be wasted without laughing at yourself.