So, for the first time ever, I watched the movie Zoolander. Now, it was big when I was in high school, but a series of improvised fictional engagements prevented me from sinking to my classmates levels. I heard that it was funny, but I doubted their sense of humor. After seeing it, I realized that I was completely and totally right. It was ridiculous. It was stupid.

... and, I loved it.

I don't know why, but it was so stupid it was funny. Not failed funny like Napolean Dynomite, but legitimately funny like Lewis Black stand up. Now, you're probably saying something to the effect of, 'what the hell,' or perhaps, 'i don't give a shit about this.' Both of those responses are legitimate. However, I have realized something about myself: although my peers are immature, small-minded and just painfully obtuse, I shouldn't let conformity impact what it is that I do.

Okay, now it's time for something more surreal.

How often have you been alone. In a room of your house, which you know to be abandoned, and you hear a noise. Chills, right. Now, have often has your noise been talking. Creepy. So, I'm here just floating around the internet and minding my own business. Then I heard it.

My speakers were muted.

The TV was off.

The dog was outside.

Super scary.

To suck all the horror out of it, imagine that voice is coming from a baby toy that's been left on.

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