Drivers can’t stand to be reminded of what can happen to ’em in a racecar. They, they don’t go to hospitals, they don’t go to funerals. You get a driver to a funeral before he’s actually dead, you’ve made history, … Continue reading Game On: Mario Kart Double Dash (Part 5)
I got will and I got faith. I believe you can will yourself in anything and do anything. And faith, that is like believing in something, man that’s like having a good disease. It’s contagious, if you hang around with … Continue reading Game On: Mario Kart Double Dash (Part 4)
Ask any racer. Any real racer. It don’t matter if you win by an inch or a mile. Winning’s winning. Chris, Shaun, and Tech Guy are here, suffering through the very real drama that is Mario Kart Double Dash. In … Continue reading Game On: Mario Kart Double Dash (Part 3)
You see, lettuce is a perishable item… like you two monkeys. You trade paint one more time, you so much as touch, I’m gonna Black Flag the two of you, and take apart your racecars for 300 laps. Then, if … Continue reading Game On: Mario Kart Double Dash (Part 2)
It’s because it’s what you love, Yoshi. It is who you were born to be. And here you sit, thinking. Well, Yoshi is not a thinker. Yoshi is a driver. He is a doer. And that’s what you need to … Continue reading Game On: Mario Kart Double Dash
1. It’s not that I hate dancing, there are just things I would rather do. Like drink poison. In all seriousness, I’m just not that good at it. So that’s why the dancing in Lebanon is so perfect for me; as opposed to American dancing, where I can just blend in to the mass of incoherent writhing bodies, the most popular Lebanese dance, the Dubke, is set up as a circle. This way, every single person has an angle on just how bad I’m botching the steps and struggling for rhythm. I don’t dance with two left feet; it’s more like one left foot, and one horribly mangled left foot.
2. The toilets flush differently. Could be a European thing. I’ll check into it and get back to you on that one. Continue reading “Lebanon”