Kyle Minor

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July 27, 2005

Into shape. Shape it up. Get it straight. Go forward. Move ahead. Try to detect it. It's not too late.

First let me say that I am a fan of the Jo-Tel blog, as well as their kissin' cousins (bastard children just doesn't seem like the right term), Professor Truth and Johnny D. These guys are funny. And regardless of the fact that I have yet to show at one of their parties, they continue to invite me. That is cool.

Further, let me point out yet again that they inspired my ever-popular, often imitated, never duplicated, soon to be syndicated feature, Found Porn. Hip E. has now taken to sending me links to photos, and actually reading MY far less interesting blog. Again with coolness.

So it stands to reason that, because these guys are so cool, inevitably I read something they've written and think "WTF" and feel super super old. Case in point: Hip E's 7/14/05 post "Real World Has Awesome Graphics."

I was reading this thing when I came to the following passage:

So then we tried to swim all the way up the Pacific Coast. Did I mention we had been smoking and doing whip-its all day? Oh yeah, we had.

The first time I breezed past it, thinking I would figure out WTF "whip-its" were in good time. But I didn't. I had occasion to breeze over that way again today and it struck me that I still didn't know WTF he was talking about. Picture me in your mind feeling super super old, and you'll get a good idea of my demeanor right at that moment.

Then I remembered it's 2005. Ladies and Gentlemen, I give you the Urban Dictionary. See: Whip-Its, (noun).

The Internet: Where everyone old is fly again.

Posted by kyle at July 27, 2005 3:29 PM

Comments

Posted by: Nicole at July 27, 2005 8:47 PM