I'm sure many of you will fairly accuse me of writing this article as an excuse to talk about 395. You haters are right, but the joke's on you - I've made a 395 reference in every Blogcat I've written for this website. Clearly, I don't need an excuse. Read more [...] 
It has been a while since I have published anything on the site. Sometimes I am simply too busy to sit down and write (especially, as you may have noticed, my articles tend to clock in at least 2,000 words, which is not an insignificant time commitment), and sometimes I am simply not in the mood to write. I find, often, that I cannot force myself 
While it's always hard, in the present time, to appreciate that life will be different in the future, that's the way it always happens. The 2014 FIFA World Cup in Brazil is still over a year from now. That's more than enough time for change to happen. How much different will my life be the next time this great competition rolls around? 
How much do our interests overlap with yours, our readers? Take the "How Similar Are Your Interests Similar to Bullets' and Josh's?" Trivia Game! If you're interested, post your score out of 50 in the comments below. If not, I hope you get a kick out of some of the pairings anyway. 
We've made it through 12 months. The fact that we've made it this long and are still writing is one thing, but the fact that we've posted something in all 12 of those months gives us a profound sense of pride. It's a cause for celebration, bitches. 
One of the most widely known (and basic) philosophical thought experiments is some variant of "If a tree falls in a forest, and no one is around to hear it, does it make a sound?" Now, I would contend that a far more interesting philosophical question is the one posed by Gary Larson, here, but that is besides the point.
In any case, the 
To those of you whose movement is more informed and deliberate, I issue you this challenge: Go to a supermarket on a busy Saturday, and try to walk around for half an hour without getting run into. I dare you. I double dare you. Because it’s impossible. 
Beirut, or what some people call beer pong, is a truly fantastic game. For those of you who, impossibly, are unfamiliar with the game, it’s fairly simple: google it. I’m not here to fill you in on the basic rules! In fact, considering you made it through college without picking it up means your aversion to the game is too strong for me to overcome. 
There once was a cactus named Spike.
Spike was born in a magical kingdom known as upstate New York, to a mother and father cactus that both loved him very much.
At age 5, Spike was sent to Kindergarten. While he missed his parents, he was ready for the real world. Spike met lots of new friends, and spent his days coloring and learning his -
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