The List Challenge

Well people, I'm bored, and boredom, as some of you may know, is usually the father all great ideas, and a great idea is what i just had. I decided to make a challenging (or maybe not so challenging) list to test my readers knowledge of... well if I told you, I'd have to kill you. Anyway the basic concept of it is, I make a list, giving only the first names of a bunch of people, and you have to tell me how all those names, and in turn, how all those people are connected. And if you ever figure it out, leave a comment, and I'll be sure to... I don't know... say your name on my blog... or something.

So start guessing.



Thought of the Day: erugif og, orehrepus si tsil eht rof eulc het

Read this blog!

Dear readers, I humbly request, nay, I DEMAND that you read this ---> blog. "But why should I read this blog of which you speak O' Lord Clown Benjamin the First?"

Well, reason number one, its a good friends blog. And reason number two (and probably the most important) I did the header all by myself (and the little blue thing on the bottom of the page too). So yeah, read it... or you won't be my friend anymore


(and to the publisher of said blog, you had better post, or or I'll have to dish out something I have yet to name upon you)



Thought of the Day: of all the people who told me I'm sexy, I think only one of them really existed.

Leaving (on not quite a Jet plane)

That’s right I'm leaving my humble abode (whatever that means) to stay a few weeks with my brother in San Antonio, I can't really make any jokes about any of it, because if I did I just might get my soul damned to the depths of hades. Anyway, don't expect to hear from me any time soon, as I will most likely be... on second though, never mind... I get ahead of myself.

Bye.


Thought of the Day: Of love and war: of War. I came, I saw, I conquered. Of Love, I saw, I conquered, I came.

Proof

Here it is folks, undeniable PROOF, that you CAN waste your life playing video games and still do something completely awesome.

This guy here obviously played WAY to much Mario, but you see, he has turned this to his advantage.

anyway, here’s the video of which I speak

so to anyone out there, (name drop) kinda like Jamie, who spent to much time playing Mario, don’t be afraid, there’s still hope for you.


Thought of the Day: Ben Afleck is only friends with matt Damon so he can fatten him up and eat him

I guess I need to post something new

I haven't posted since my birthday and for I think the first time ever, I actually don't want to post anything. Weird. Anyway I think I'll keep it short until inspiration strikes, so I will just share a stupid moment in my life. I call it

THE BIG BIG BOOK OF BEN'S STUPID ACHIEVEMENTS CHAPTER XXXXVIII BOOK XXII PAGE 1420..... of chapter XXXXVIII.

A few days ago I was talking a shower and talking when something stupid happened. I was just standing there soaking up the water until I decided that it was time to soap up. I reached into my toiletry kit and grabbed my, wonderful, sexy, and powerful, Axe Clicks with all new fragrance "Bom Chicka wah wah" (Trade Mark) body wash and put it in my hand.
Now at the very moment I put the body wash into my hand a wonderful thought of a very pretty girl came into my head, and then another, and then another. Now if you are a guy you know what I am talking about, but if your not let me explain. when thoughts of a beautiful woman come unannounced into a mans head he has three choices, become a sex obsessed player and begin doing private things to himself, ignore the thoughts completely and become a homosexual, or embrace the thoughts and sit there in a relative unconscious bliss only thinking of this person. Now me, not being an extremist, decided to go the middle route (the one where I don’t become a chronically masturbating homosexual) I stood there for about 2 minutes, until I finally realized that, for some strange reason, I was rubbing my head. "what the heck" I thought. I looked around and didn't see any shampoo on the floor near me, but instead all I saw was a sleek thin bottle of strong sexy axe clicks, for the ladies "bom chicka wah wah" (trademark) sitting on the floor with a look (if bottles had looks) as if it had planned the whole thing and had sent images of this sexy anonymous half naked girl into my mind so that I would purposly ruin my hair. I could just see it laughing manically like a Saturday morning cartoon villain, shouting out "you fool, I shall be your doom, Muwahahah!!!". Now see, if any of this had actually happened, I probably would of kicked the bottle straight out of the shower, but since it was all in my imagination, I remembered my Karma, and left the defenseless bottle alone and washed the axe clicks blah blah blah (trade mark) out of my hair and reached straight for my shampoo which at this time seemed like Superman, but unbeknownst to me was really BAZARRO!!! ( that joke would of been hilarious if anyone who read this blog had ever watched or read superman). I put the shampoo in my hair and scrubbed for a bit, then washed it out and to my surprise, it made my hair all hard and... for lack of a better less... teenage girly word (I'm not gay just a little slow), yucky. Panicking I did what your local village idiot would do and decided that "if this shampoo made my hair harder I had better use it again" so I did, and, wouldn't you know it, my hair got harder. I felt my head and this time it felt as if evil gremlin of "suave prune shampoo" decided that he wanted to seriously... (explicit edited) up my hair. After the second shampooing I finally decided that I would use conditioner and hopefully it would make my hair "beautiful" again. I readied my voice and shouted over to the next stall where a friend was taking a shower (and obviously wasn't having as much trouble as I was) "hey Joe! you got any conditioner?" I said. A bottle of conditioner came sliding swiftly under the curtains. I quickly rubbed it all over my head, making sure to cover every tiny tiny bit of my newly black with awesome accidental red highlights hair. To my relief once I was done my hair was just as shiny and smooth as ever, and its all thanks to one hot young half naked thought, the end.


Sorry, I really tryed to keep it short, I just got carried away.


Thought of the day: I hate Warner Brothers, they turned down my idea for an AWESOME movie. I mean common, who in their right would turn down "Fast and the Furious 4, Amish Drift". Its gold I tell ya, gold.

Happy Birthday

M. Night Shyamalan, born August 6th 1970




Thought of the Day: it seems like just yesterday was august 5th, ahh.

Silly Japanese

I was up late last night browsing the internet when I came across this.

"In 1978, Spider-Man made his first appearance on Japanese television in Supaida-man (in English, "Spider-Man") a show done in the Tokusatsu style. Tokusatsu, which refers to Japanese live action shows using special effects, is probably best known in the United States in the form of Power Rangers television series. After acquiring the license to the Spiderman character Toei decided to spin the character into a direction they believed more suited for their audience. To that end, the story of Spider-Man in the Japanese story goes as follows:

Motor-cross champion Yamashiro Takuya finds his dying father next to a crashed spacecraft from the planet Spider, and discovers Garia -- the lone survivor of Spider who gives Yamashiro his bracelet. The bracelet gives Yamashiro his web slinging powers, as well as the ability to summon a giant robot (formed from his flying car and the aforementioned alien ship) named Leopardon. He'd need these powers and friends to face the not-so-subtly named Professor Monster and his Iron Cross Army." -Ign

Wow..... Glad I wasn't around for that.

(P.S. for all the Japanese folks reading this I have nothing against your race, in fact Sonic and Final Fantasy are some of my favorite games, I just think they are funny, and couldn’t resist posting this)


Thought of the Day: Everyone thinks I'm crazy for avoiding mirrors, but I'm sure they would too if they saw the same weirdo I did. I don't know who that guy is, but I don’t like him much.