There's No Such Thing As An Ugly Josh
This video intrigues me.
Here are the reasons why it does NOT intrigue me: The ill-fitting hipster suit, his raspy voicebox and dry mouth, his phallic microphone, his communist philosophy, and his GIGANTIC WHITE HANDS.
Here is why I am intrigued by this video: I think I know who his "friend Josh" is, and I think he was my old office crush.
Seriously, through sheer internet Matlockery, having waded through myspace pages, previous recordings of Arin Crumley's, Wink search results, and the like--I'm pretty sure the Josh person he mentions is a Josh I know.
That's wild! Think about it for a second. Throwaway lines from someone you don't know can now be dutifully cyber-stalked back to you if you try hard enough. You just have to be willing to follow back-and-forth myspace/facebook convos from people. In my wildest imagination "his friend josh" is involved in some sort of pseudo love triangle with Aarin and his ex-girlfriend, but neither of them know that he was at one point gay for me.
This could be a case of the internet revolutionizing the way we uncover unforeseen aspects of our relationships with others, or it could just mean I've gone paranoid-schizophrenic from an unknown brain aneurysm.
Either way its no big deal. I've never met an ugly Josh--ever--so I'm sure Arin's friend is cute even if it isn't an old coworker.
I went to Whole Foods Winery with Scott B recently and the genial handsome man who was our check-out guy was named Josh!
There is no such thing as an ugly Josh. I defy anyone to find a Josh that looks like a Carl or a George who all invariably resemble ogres.
Nah, nothing good to report crotch grabbing Santa.
Thursday, February 07, 2008