Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Monday, March 29, 2010
Holy smokes you guys. I mean, on the one hand, I guess New York State Senator Eric Adams (D) has a point. Sagging pants can maybe open the door to negative stereotyping (although one could then make the counter-argument that changing one’s “uncivilized” dress in order to conform and appeal to society’s expectations is itself a stereotype, and then we could have time for rebuttals from both sides on the BUS TO RACE JAIL). But on the other hand, something tells me that as America continues to limp through two wars abroad, and struggles to pull itself out of the worst economic crisis since the Great Depression, when gay marriage remains illegal in 45 states including New York, with widespread unemployment and plummeting property values, all within an impossibly divisive partisan political climate, and only two years before the inevitable 2012 Apocalypse, maybe this doesn’t need to be anyone’s KEY ISSUE. Like, maybe, just for the time being, there are MORE IMPORTANT THINGS GOING ON THAN PANTS. OKAY? HELLO.
Saturday, March 27, 2010
Remember that guy you met at Teddy's two summers ago? The one you went out with for about three weeks, but never wanted to introduce him to any of your friends? Yeah he was kinda gross, but the boning was real hot.
Here's my top five celeb secret lover wishlist:
Let's make this happen.
ALEC BALDWINWhat is it with him? The fatter Alec gets, the sexier he is, or maybe he just developed a personality by the pound. I'll take the fatty Alec any day! Also, I like the way he rocks back and forth on the edge of his chair, trying to gain momentum, it reminds me of my grandma.
Friday, March 26, 2010
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Old fashioned time was surely the golden era in clothing commercials. I want to wear those pants when I travel through a mirror to a parallel dimension of pure light and sound.
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Friday, March 5, 2010
Disneyland did not know what the hell they were doing when they savagely destroyed The Magic Eye theater along with the most dazzling 3-d attraction ever made. I grew up in that mother f*kr. I thought i would never get those days back again... jamming Easter egg glitter on my eyeballs with Angie while ridding the monorail into the park. A ritual preparation for the extravaganza of the senses that is EO.
I will die if I don't go to Disneyland soon.
Seriously i'll kill myself.
I'll put on my whip warrior costume and hang myself while simultaneously choking on sour cherry balls. Similar to what Carradine did but with a Disney twist.
Depression hurts. Captain EO can help.
Next will be a petition to bring back the Soap Box Racers and Whirlpool at Knott's Berry Farm. That's if the whole suicide thing falls through.
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
Sometimes it's all just too much ...haha what's the point to any of this life? Why are some peoples brains not right ? What's in Chef Boyardee meatballs?
Luckily Harmony put this on my facespace today. Like a melodic band-aid.
Feel free to put this sanitary pep pep on your cuts and scrapes today. It will protect your soul against infection. TEMPORARILY that is.
It will probably come off in the shower later so tomorrow you are back to being in your own lonesome hell bubble. And chances are that hell bubble will still get repeatedly infiltrated by people you don't know who will proceed ruin you.