Late Friday night while on our return trip from a Detroit Tigers game, my sister, G3 and I hit up Denny’s. Nothing new there… it’s become customary to stop at the Belleville Denny’s while on a late night ride home from the D. This visit was different however. For this time, my face was rocked the fuck off by a meal created by most extreme… most hardcore… most incredibly talented musicians of our time: Hoobastank! That’s right, I had the honor of feasting on the mighty HOOBURRITO! Yes, Hoobastank has their own burrito meal at Denny’s. They’ve finally hit the bigtime. How exciting.

Alright, since sarcasm isn’t an easy thing to pick up when reading, I’ll stop with the bullshit now: this thing fucking sucked. While reading the description, I was intrigued to try this condensed and tightly wrapped blend of chicken, fried onions and bbq sauce. The experience of eating this overcooked greasepile however, was far from enjoyable. Every element of this meal made me feel like I needed to take a shower… I could feel my pores filling up and arteries clogging with every wet, burnt bite from the deep fried innards of the semi-transparent soft shell.

Served with tortilla chips! Get your’s today!

What incredibly huge fucking tools.

It sure is fun trying to defend the fact that I’m an atheist to both my mother and sister while they tell me how I’ll be changing my ways when I’m on my deathbed praying I don’t go to Hell. Hmm, they obviously don’t understand the concept of not believing in Hell, thus not being frightened of it in the least. We atheists and our craaaazy ideas. What, their religious beliefs? Oh sure, those make perfect sense.

If there’s anything I love more than Battlestar Galactica, it’s a music video by a nerd wearing short-shorts and a shirt straight out of Beetlejuice about how much he loves Battlestar Galactica. I can’t decide if I find this hilarious or horrifying…

I’m very conflicted today. I stayed in bed until the glorious hour of 2pm, just letting myself bask in the knowledge that I don’t have to work today and it was a perfect time to catch up on the sleep I’ve been deperately lacking the last couple of nights.  But then, I finally get up and look outside. It’s amazingly nice out. The sun’s out. The sky is blue and clear of all clouds. It’s a respectable 50 degrees. I’m feeling so lazy and have no desire to go outside, yet it feels like a complete waste of a great Spring day to not do so. Fuck, it’s so much easier to be lazy on a shitty day…

With the 4th season of Sci-Fi Channel’s reboot of the television classic Battlestar Galactica coming to a close next Friday, and the first part of the series finale premiering tomorrow night, most Battlestar fans are pondering how the show’s creators plan to wrap up the critically-acclaimed series. There are a hell of a lot of mysteries and questions floating around that have yet to be answered… will the final 3 hours be enough to adequately explain everything and give the show the proper sendoff it rightly deserves?

While mindlessly searching the webs as usual, I came across an interesting post on Topless Robot listing out “20 Possible Battlestar Galactica Endings, All of Them Hideously Depressing“. I found it to be a humorous read, so I’m hoping if you haven’t seen it yet, you’ll enjoy it. I’m of course hoping that what we witness in these upcoming episodes doesn’t resemble anything on this list, though I’m pretty confident it will be just as depressing… I’m getting the sinking feeling many members of the Galactica crew won’t be making it to the final fade to black. I’ll be sure to post my thoughts once the final credits roll, but until then, let me know what you think.

What are your thoughts? Do you think Battlestar will get a proper sendoff, or will we all be hugely disappointed when next weekend rolls around? Sound off in the comments.

I’m not sure if this is fake or not, considering the Sun is such a reliable source of news and events, but either way it made me laugh. The article reads:

All I could think about after reading that was this… though this would be the opposite of the “kiss of life” I suppose:

Oh, or this…