Spam me up, Scotty!

Today was the renewal date for my Mailblocks account. If you hate spam, I could recommend no service more than this one. The point of this short entry is that in the year I have owned my membership I have had 5507 spam emails blocked. Isn’t that so damned ridiculous? If you average that out 5507 / 365 = just a little over 15 spam emails a day. So sad.

McShit

McShit by http://www.flickr.com/people/bananasontoast/ on flickr.com

McShit, originally uploaded by bananasontoast on flickr.com.

For almost a year and I half I resisted eating the McChemical McCrap that McDonalds pump out, but Saturday afternoon I caved. A semi-hangover sent me into SuperUltraBigMacCraving Mode and I had to have one… with a cheeseburger… half a quarterpounder and fries… Holy crap, even my fat cells now have fat cells…

Banana Pancakes

Things have been insane lately. I know I say it all the time, but it just seems to get worse and worse. I am taking on way too much, I know I am, but life just seems to be so terrific at the moment, I don’t want to stop. Just a quick post to say that I am going to try and do some writing soon and to share some lyrics to an awesome song I’ve recently been playing repetitively in iTunes.

Jack Johnson, In Between Dreams – Banana Pancakes

Can’t you see that it’s just rainin’
There ain’t no need to go outside

But baby, you hardly even notice
When I try to show you
this song It’s meant to keep you
From doin’ what you’re supposed to
Like wakin’ up too early
Maybe we could sleep in
I’ll make you banana pancakes
Pretend like it’s the weekend now

And we could pretend it all the time
Can’t you see that it’s just rainin’
There ain’t no need to go outside

But just maybe, hala ka ukulele
Mama made a baby
I really don’t mind the practice
Because you’re my little lady
Lady, lady love me

Because I love to lay here lazy
We could close the curtains

Pretend like there’s no world outside
And we could pretend that all the time
Can’t you see that it’s just raining
There ain’t no need to go outside

Ain’t no need, ain’t no need
Can’t you see, can’t you see

Rain all day and I don’t mind

The telephone singing, ringing, it’s too early
Don’t pick it up
We don’t need to
We got everything we need right here
And everything we need is enough
It’s just so easy
When the whole world fits inside of your arms

Do we really need to pay attention to the alarm
Wake up slow, wake up slow

But baby, you hardly even notice
When I try to show you this song
It’s meant to keep you
From doin’ what your supposed to
Like wakin’ up too early
Maybe we could sleep in

I’ll make you banana pancakes

Pretend like it’s the weekend now
And we could pretend it all the time
Can’t you see that it’s just rainin’
There ain’t no need to go outside

Ain’t no need, ain’t no need
Rain all day and I really, really, really don’t mind
Can’t you see, can’t you see

We’ve got to wake up slow

Not exaclty ‘healthy choice’

Not exaclty 'healthy choice' by http://www.flickr.com/people/bananasontoast/ on flickr.com

Not exaclty ‘healthy choice’, originally uploaded by bananasontoast on flickr.com.

This is what happens when men are left alone. A dinner, as prepared by yours truly, consisting of macaroni and cheese, bread rolls and a pepsi. So sad really. My mother was late home from work and I was beginning to hunger, so in my panicked state I made the nearest prepackaged peice of garbage I could find. Sure, it taste good, but it also explains my excess weight. It’s funny, I am actually really good at cooking, but when it’s just me, I tend to be so lazy.