Monday, April 27, 2009


Got me a bike. Been ridin' it around. Spring = Awesome. Not only do I get home from work faster by bike than by taking the shitty ol' bus, I don't hate my life nearly so much when I bike as when I'm riding the shitty ol' bus. So that's, like, double-Awesome or something.

In other Tomas-related news, Jeff Macdonald has transformed himself into an evil robot version of me. The practical upshot of this is that there is now a 2nd Tomas Terfloth on Facebook. Don't be fooled, though. Make sure you aren't taken in by my evil robot doppelganger. I don't know what he's up to, but I know it can't possibly be good news for anybody.

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Monday, April 20, 2009

IFC short

You gotta watch this. It relates quite nicely to the conversation I had at my bbq about what a fucking joke "the news" is.



This past Saturday, I had a barbeque. Those of you who came know all about it, because you were there, and you know what fun it was. Those of you didn't come don't get to hear about it, because you didn't bother to show up. Assholes.

Seriously, though, the bbq was great, there was a mountain of food, and lots of booze, and I enjoyed myself completely. There was a small hiccup at about 11:00 AM when Arlan and I realized that we didn't have any propane, but the good news is that I now know that a standard-sized propane tank fits exactly into my backpack! I like learning things.

Aside from barbeques and the first round of the NHL playoffs, the only other thing that I've been doing lately is beta-testing the new Blood Bowl game that's due out in June. I can't talk too much about it because I don't want the Intellectual Property Police to show up at my house and talk sternly to me about my violation of the NDA until I cry, but I can tell you that it's super-fun, and that I'm kicking the ass of anyone stupid enough to challenge me to a match. Seriously, I've got like 20-some wins, 0 losses, and 1 tie. The biggest reason I was excited about the digital version of BB was that it would give me a chance to play against some of the best players in the world, since I so consistantly whip the asses of all the local opposition. But I'm starting to think that maybe it wasn't that there's a shortage of good coaches around here; maybe I'm just that good.

Why is it that the only things that I'm really good at are completely without financial value, totally unmarketable, not appropriate in mixed company, or impossible to do as a career? It isn't fair. If it were possible to make money by beating people at Blood Bowl, not only would I be TOTALLY FUCKING HAPPY ALL THE TIME, I'd also be STINKING RICH. What I need to do is find a way to turn Blood Bowl into a spectator sport that people can bet on. Ideas? Contact me. You might want to get in on the ground floor on this one.


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Sunday, April 19, 2009

Ray Smuckles is my hero

This is why Ray Smuckles is the coolest cat around. I, too, get mad when people give me shit simply because they get up earlier than I do. What a ridiculous thing to act all superior about.

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Tuesday, April 07, 2009

Bacon Cures Hangovers

I didn't need some fancy-pants scientist to tell me that. But sometimes it is nice to be proven right.


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Monday, April 06, 2009

A Softer World

I really, really like "A Softer World". You will too, if you know what's good for ya.

makin' out with your bacon out,


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