No, not this little guy:
I’m talking about one of the seven deadly sins, the one that causes you never leave the house because there’s a couch and chocolate cake and video games there. Some of you may have been wondering what goes on during the famed “Weekend of Sloth” I participate in most years. Well, I hope you have your proverbial cat repellent handy, because this feline is going to be let out of the proverbial bag and into your proverbial face.
This sort of thing is what Twitter was made for. @epthnation is going to be updating you on the exact goings-on as it happens, in less than 140-word increments. This is unprecedented, people. Technology has now caught up with even the kind of extreme sloth you only see on Reality TV. Are you wondering what I’m thinking as I play the battle cow and blow Brad up? Well, now you’ll know.
I’m also toying with the idea of a live webcam, but I’m trying to gauge the potential interestingness of The Weekend of Sloth versus the fear of pulling the curtain too far back and revealing, well, something really boring to watch. I’ll probably broadcast live over Ustream.tv, brought to you on this site. I’ve had it with Stickam, the world’s worst collection of people. I’d have removed that sidebar feed earlier, but I like having rotating pictures of my dog. In any case, IF I’m broadcasting, it’ll be right here at epthnation.com. You won’t have to go anywhere else.
