Full of contradictions

Today was interesting, I will show you my wit by writing this short poem:

The sun shone down upon my face
As the rain poured down like gentle (some word that rymes with face, like maybe grace)

And there it is people, sun and rain are contradictions and when I went to my last class of the day sun was shining and it was also raining. This broke into some very serious thought about life. Those serious thoughts I will not tell you. This blog has been way to serious lately and I need to break up the monotony (Not to be confused with martimony which is the word I almost typed there). Unfortunately nothing particularly funny happened today and I have been told by one who will remain nameless that my posts aren't funny anyway. That's ok, I never claimed that they were. But that brings me to my next point of instant classic. We are vintage, there is something about us that warrants a comment. For instance I will refer you to here and here. Why is it that in the blogging nation those two posts had over 20 comments? Granted much of those are posted by the writers that may help, but seriously folks why is it that instant classic recieves so many comments? We weren't here first and we don't analyze things the most. It's not that we were the first ones who posted an IM conversation or have brilliant insights to the female mind. We have no where near as much typed in our blog as Evan's does. Also there are no fancy graphics here. Just orange, just orange my friends. And that's about it. So as far as I can tell, I have no idea why we get the most comments. It's a phenomenon to be sure. And if I missed any other's, man they're sure to be funnier than this stupid post so go there too.

Oh yeah, I have never ever acted like a pirate.