By Luke, on December 16th, 2011
 I swear to you I go to bed thinking to myself how I can get you all to toil the fields for this blog. You/I have failed in this late night dreamy/creamy passion, but the fight must continue.
The latest attempt is to force you to Get A Grip with the G.A.G app currently available for Android and iPhone! soon to be available on iPhone when Apple stops mourning and approves us. Free of course, and mysteriously ad free.
Get the app and you can record yourself for up to 30 seconds and it will be posted to http://ourthursday.com/gag/. Rant about your significant other, the way deodorant tastes after you bite your nails after you put your hands in your armpits, dreams, funny stories, recorded grocery clerk, whatever.
Note: Android OS 2.2 and earlier will not let you play the files from the app, but you can still record and submit. We welcome your comments and this is version 1.0 of hopefully many more.
Note 2: It seems Firefox cannot play the files on the gag page. Working on it.
Continue reading OurThursday presents the G.A.G app for Android and iPhone!
By Dave Glenn, on December 13th, 2011
 Exactly three years removed from the trauma with the Grandma and her horny wiener dog Nicholas, I was back in Ventura County again for Ed’s birthday. Charles picked me up from my parents’ house, and we made the short drive to Ed’s. Since graduating high school together back in 1999, Charles has evolved from . . . → Read More: Honey Buns
By danielle, on December 12th, 2011
 Six months ago, I became entangled with Twitter because my line of work demanded it. Prior to immersing myself in the reckless cascade of mandatorily concise zingers, I’d stalked the world for 2,000-word story ideas, hoping to appease minds with my self-deprecating tales. Now, thanks to Twitter, I diligently observe every human flaw, pop . . . → Read More: Twitter’s for the Birds
By danielle, on December 7th, 2011
 My life as a single lady has reached the 3 1/2 year mark and I am currently not putting forth any effort to change that. You won’t find me on dating websites (Twitter exempt). I live and work in West Hollywood (I’m straight). And I spend most of my free time inside my apartment . . . → Read More: Literary Matchmakers
By My Quite, on December 2nd, 2011
It’s Saturday night, and my best friend and I kick things off by smoking a bowl in his parents’ backyard— because since high school, on through college and into adulthood, that’s how most good nights start. (And bad nights, and mediocre nights, and nights when I wake up at 4 the following morning on . . . → Read More: Shroomin’ at My Reunion
By Matt Zbrog, on November 24th, 2011
 Being broke is like jail with no free meals. It’s a physical and mental torture. And, like most painful events, it is an opportunity for tremendous personal growth. We all handle it our own way. Here are some of my tips for playing the Broke Game.
PHYSICAL
The twangs of true hunger mess with . . . → Read More: Broke Game
By Rebecca Pardess, on November 24th, 2011
All family, friends and freedom aside, here are some other things to be thankful for this holiday:
Kaleidoscopes
Goat Cheese and/or Goats
Artificial Hearts
Corn Candles
Aretha Franklin
Chairs
Baby Elephants
Suction Cups
People Named Gladys
. . . → Read More: Goats, Chairs and Dulce de Cacahuate
By My Quite, on November 24th, 2011
 Don't forget to dangle the grandkids near an open oven this Thanksgiving! (Preheat to 350.)
Thanksgiving has always been my favorite holiday. (Especially since 1990, when I learned at the age of 7 that my birthday was not officially recognized as a holiday by the Santa Monica-Malibu Unified School District.) Growing up . . . → Read More: Giving Thanks (‘Cause Baby, I’m a Giver)
By Luke, on November 24th, 2011
To the congress that just reaffirmed the USA motto, I will be sure on this day of plentiful thanks, a day when there is so much thanks that it gets thrown into zip lock bags to be used later, that you and your cohorts receive none. In fact I will be wasting more government time next . . . → Read More: “In Deformation, We trust”
By brian, on November 22nd, 2011
 “You two would be perfect for each other,” my friend Dylan’s girlfriend insisted after knowing me for five minutes.
“You’re such a great guy! Why don’t you have a girlfriend?” she pressed annoyingly.
I reflected on her question for a moment. If I was truly “great” she’d be slipping me her number when Dylan wasn’t looking and sending seductive glances – not talking to me like an overgrown baby. Still, she was right. I needed a girlfriend. I agreed to a blind date with her friend. Continue reading How to Lose a Girl in 4 Weeks
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