A friend of mine recently asked me about Notebooks4Free.

NB4F is a referral program, one of many that ask you to get people to buy crap so you can get credits and eventually claim your prize. They have several levels of prizes, depending on which program you sign up for.

Personally, I’m not really a big fan of it. It reminds me of pyramid scams, but I know some people online that sign up for these things and actually get what is offered. I remember when Heather and I went to Krissy’s house to watch TV on some new box she got from one of those programs. So even though I don’t believe in them, I know they can work.

Since Krissy had experience with them, I decided to poke and prod her for more information. I expected to get more information about whether these programs were worth getting. I stumbled upon something “bigger.”

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There have been occasions where I have pretended to be a fan of something in order to make conversation with somebody. While I would like to say there is a rhyme or reason to why I do this, the truth of the matter is that I just sort of find myself doing it sometimes. It pisses me off, because once you lie about knowing something about a subject you can’t really back down without seeming like a liar.

Of course, you are a liar, or, rather, in this case, I am a liar, but you don’t want to seem like a liar. If there has been one rule of being a successful human it is thus: lie without seeming like you are lying.

I am off topic here, though. Today, I want to give you some tips about how you can successfully bullshit most people into believing you share a common interest.

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Every once in a while I sit back and think about where I am and how I got there. I think of a time where being free with your body must have been incredible, where men and women could co-exist without having to worry about whether their naked shells made others uncomfortable.

Just the idea that a couple of people are willing to hike all over ANYWHERE dressed in a back pack and a smile blows my mind. I have a hard time walking to the bathroom naked, much less wearing anything less than full garb.

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“Damn you Ryan Seacrest,” said Brian Dunkleman after watching seasons two, three and four or American Idol at home.

“Damn you to Hell,” he cried, seeing the beginning of season five, hearing that familiar theme song drive that dagger through his heart, realizing that maybe MTV wasn’t as big a career move as he thought it would be.

He’d toss and turn and think of Carson Daly and all the pie he had, the Tara Rieds, the Jennifer Love Hewitts, the Christina Aguileras. “Who knew,” he would ask himself, “that TRL isn’t guaranteed pussy,” crying after another brush-off from Lindsay Lohan’s younger sister.

“All I had to do was share the spotlight,” Brian whines before hiding his face in a wet rag. He mumbles something else incoherent, but no one cares because we’re back from commercial, about to find out who gets the first boot off tonight’s show.

Dunkleman, out!

I like to do different things every once in a while, and one thing I would like more of is different writings here at TheDeadEnd.net. I feel it’s refreshing that you can come to the site and find something that isn’t what you expected.

A different writing style. Unexpected commentary. Drama. Nudity. Well, maybe three out of four. Anyway, this is Stephanie’s second “Highlight Reel” spotlight, so instead of giving her annother review of her site [Mystickal Incense & More Blog’s] we decided to do give her a spot to showcase her writings here.

Crazy Blogs - Trend or Truth?
By Stephanie Davies
Mystical Incense & More - “The Highlight Reel” Guest Blogger

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It was about 5 in the morning, and I had not been sleeping well. Heather and I were snuggled up in bed, but that was not enough for me to passively enjoy my slumber.

Realizing there was a problem, I bolted out of bed and headed to the bathroom. A few minutes later, I flushed the toilet and thought this would be a wonderful time for the bowl to clog up. Plunging with all my might, whatever was clogging the system finally jarred loose and I headed back to bed.

About a half hour later I was in the bathroom again, this time puking up. It was a horrible feeling, and I always despise the taste of bile in my throat, so I brushed my teeth before heading back to bed.

Again, another half hour later, I was back in the bathroom. No puking, but praying whatever it was that was causing this would just go away already.

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