Archive for September, 2006

What is the matter with us? (pt.1)

Saturday, September 30th, 2006

This country is in the midst of an unjust war. Most of the world pretty much hates us (but bedrudgingly adores our media output.) Our soldiers are coming home dead or mangled every day. Yet most of us live our lives like we just don’t care. Myself included.
So far today I woke up, read some […]

TV addict

Friday, September 22nd, 2006

Actual crackhead.
I am totally addicted to Television. Any and all television. I hate people who tell me how bad that is, as though they all just spent Sunday afternoon repairing hare-lips in India and strolling through The MoMA. FINE, I say. FINE. I spend Sundays watching “Rudy” on TV, and don’t turn it off when […]

Totally Gross

Wednesday, September 20th, 2006

I just looked behind the refrigerator ( I dropped a carrot, OK??) and found that this apartment is INFESTED!! LOOK!

EWW! Baby turtles! Gross!
I will probably not get a lot of work done today, either.

Explain this to me:

Tuesday, September 19th, 2006

Why is Stacy Ferguson (aka Fergie, aka The Dutchess, aka The Girl From The Black Eyed Peas Who Keeps Wetting Herself On Stage) a big star, yet Rashaan Patterson is still struggling? There are clearly TWO stars on this Kids Incorporated stage, and sadly only one is on a nick-name basis with America (and it’s […]

Taking a Stand

Tuesday, September 19th, 2006

Yesterday, while walking through the Village, I happened upon this belt buckle in a store window:

Because, you know, some people DON’T like Nazis. Is this for wearing when you meet your new girlfriend’s jewish family, to put them at ease?
I feel like something like this could only be designed by a racist. Like maybe the […]

Turn-offs include bad breath and Leviticus.

Sunday, September 17th, 2006

The other day I was sitting on the L train going to Brooklyn, and I noticed 2 ridiculously cute girls sitting across from me. These girls were the type of pretty that makes you think “they must be robots”, so perfect-looking they’re practically deformed. The entire car was fixated on these girls as they checked […]