“I only know how to talk to you in music blips”
—Overheard at a Tweetup (via jakks)
February 2010
27 posts
Here to Yaz, the 80's and the white man overbite. And thank you Kimalah. Yaz - Situation
January 2010
104 posts
Unrequited love sucks.
No matter how you dress it up.
I just spent way too much $$ on Valentine's Day cards. One of them had better work. And the one for my Mom doesn't count.
I think Cupid hates me.
Who started this whole trend to "replace your Facebook avatar with a photo of your doppelgänger?"
It’s a horrible idea. Mine are all ugly. I’m not participating.
Wait, I don't remember asking to be this boring?
Listen
The Final Chapter of The Catcher in the Rye
Goodbye to the man.
Dictators, and the sunglasses who wear them →
louismarino.tumblr.com
(via benjaminpalmer)
Pursuing a career as a dictator just became very attractive.
MTV has a casting call up for “people who appear to be between the ages of 18-25” and have had bad experiences as a result of “sexting” nude pictures of themselves on their cellphones.
Something to look forward to in 2010.
My life pre-last Thursday set to music courtesy of @OhAngie (a big blipping mofo). Any Fun - Coconut Records
Youth is overrated when you're 43.
“The investment community feels very put-upon. They feel there is no reason why they shouldn’t earn $1 million to $200 million a year, and they don’t want to be held responsible for the global financial meltdown”
—Daniel Fass, chairman of Obama’s financial-industry fundraising party on Oct. 19, 2009, insisting that despite wrecking the economy and then being handed trillions of bailout dollars, Wall Street is a victim.
“$500,000 is not a lot of money, particularly if there is no bonus.”
—Wall Street compensation consultant James Reda on Feb. 3, 2009, giving The New York Times a good example of just how totally out of touch the super-rich really are.
“Haven’t we already given money to rich people … Shouldn’t we be giving money to the middle?”
—President George W. Bush in November 2002, acknowledging to advisors that he knew his tax cuts were giveaways to the super-wealthy.
Nietzsche's Angel Food Cake →
mcsweeneys.net
1. Allow the angel to reach room temperature. Then kill it.
2. Kill God. Set Him aside.
3. Preheat the oven to 375 degrees.Matt Reading is awesome (and so is McSweeney’s).
I walked around in public for two hours today with chocolate smeared all over my face.
I talked to three people, friends mind you … not a word.
Finally, Josh, after talking to me for 10 minutes and walking into another room, says, “Dude, you have chocolate all over your face.”
I looked in the mirror and it looked like I blew my nose with a chocolate Kleenex.
Thanks a lot guys.
