Showing posts with label random shit. Show all posts
Showing posts with label random shit. Show all posts
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Adventure w/ Mr. Chi-City
Stay tuned for more episodes.
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I love the internet,
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youtube
Saturday, January 24, 2009
I want this
Thursday, January 22, 2009
Can i pay my rent with optomism? Please?
Completely forgot about this Will.I.Am video..Anyone else loving all this truly artistic, credible music coming out after the big naug day. The Rock and Roll Super show just wrapped up a new episode and it's Bamatastik. Peep the vid.
The Rock N Roll Super Show - Episode 14: The Barack Obama Episode from The Rock n Roll Super Show on Vimeo.
Will I Am - Its a new day
The Rock N Roll Super Show - Episode 14: The Barack Obama Episode from The Rock n Roll Super Show on Vimeo.
Will I Am - Its a new day
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random shit,
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Simon Hoegsberg will shoot you (and tell your story)
I don't know what i'd say if someone asked me what i thought about my face.
Simon Hoegsberg is a danish photographer whosomewhat recently photographed the faces and the stories behind various n.y.c.ites. peep his website here
" Good times caught up with me. Wild parties caught up with me. And what I see now is a truly aging woman"

Simon Hoegsberg is a danish photographer who
" Good times caught up with me. Wild parties caught up with me. And what I see now is a truly aging woman"

Monday, January 12, 2009
Your never fully dressed without a smile (this is STILL not a personal blog)
Apparently Annie said it best (the 1982 version not that 1999 shit). I recently found out I have sleep apnea which chiefly means that cause of some swollen knock of tonsil (adenoids) I’m not so silently choking during my sleep and waking up every 20 minutes, It’s just as much fun as it sounds don’t worry. The best part is I got to find this out by having doctors shove wires everywhere you can and can’t imagine on and in my body while I sleep. This lack of sleep has given me the personality of a pregnant rhino and I’m pretty sure my friends have noticed. At least now I have something to blame it on instead of people just assuming that I’m an asshole.

That’s just the prequel ladies and gentlemen because obviously that Annie reference doesn’t mean shit right now. I recently started my new job at Club Monaco and have already embarrassed myself the first day of work. Pardon me for thinking that the 9-3 shift at a clothing store meant 9 in the morning til 3 in the afternoon. Not only did I drag myself out of bed, shower and put on my new 500 dollar outfit at the crack of dawn, I’m only saying how much the outfit was because it was free for working their yes I was pretty happy at the beginning of the day, I biked all the way down there to find out I was supposed to work at night. The boss then make me feel retarded for not knowing my shift, I already felt retarded no help needed, and I found out I needed to buy dress shoes. I proceeded to mope about center city and essentially found nothing. This plus waking up early, plus anxiety over the new job, plus complete lack of sleep, and finally the thought that even though I’m going home to sleep till work I won’t be rested cause me to have a mini breakdown in the middle of the subway. I hate being that guy but damn, I’m on the verge of tears and the hobo next to me looks like he’s about to get preachy when I start cracking up laughing and heres the sole reason; I also get ridiculous bouts of energy at odd hours at night which keep me up. Last night around 3 in the morning I couldn’t sleep so I cleaned the kitchen per usual in my underwear singing songs from Annie the musical.
Which is when the lyrics “Who cares what they're wearing on Main Street of Saville Row It's what you wear from ear to ear And not from head to toe that matters” popped into my head causing me to burst in to fits of laughter knowing that I’m wearing the most expensive outfit I’ve worn in quite some time, pissed off about some stupid shoes all the while loathing that I’m the fag that needs to sing a musical to cheer me up. ugh. Thanks Annie you’re the only ginger I’ve ever loved.
~fuckmylife I’m going to bed
This is NOT a personal blog.

That’s just the prequel ladies and gentlemen because obviously that Annie reference doesn’t mean shit right now. I recently started my new job at Club Monaco and have already embarrassed myself the first day of work. Pardon me for thinking that the 9-3 shift at a clothing store meant 9 in the morning til 3 in the afternoon. Not only did I drag myself out of bed, shower and put on my new 500 dollar outfit at the crack of dawn, I’m only saying how much the outfit was because it was free for working their yes I was pretty happy at the beginning of the day, I biked all the way down there to find out I was supposed to work at night. The boss then make me feel retarded for not knowing my shift, I already felt retarded no help needed, and I found out I needed to buy dress shoes. I proceeded to mope about center city and essentially found nothing. This plus waking up early, plus anxiety over the new job, plus complete lack of sleep, and finally the thought that even though I’m going home to sleep till work I won’t be rested cause me to have a mini breakdown in the middle of the subway. I hate being that guy but damn, I’m on the verge of tears and the hobo next to me looks like he’s about to get preachy when I start cracking up laughing and heres the sole reason; I also get ridiculous bouts of energy at odd hours at night which keep me up. Last night around 3 in the morning I couldn’t sleep so I cleaned the kitchen per usual in my underwear singing songs from Annie the musical.
Which is when the lyrics “Who cares what they're wearing on Main Street of Saville Row It's what you wear from ear to ear And not from head to toe that matters” popped into my head causing me to burst in to fits of laughter knowing that I’m wearing the most expensive outfit I’ve worn in quite some time, pissed off about some stupid shoes all the while loathing that I’m the fag that needs to sing a musical to cheer me up. ugh. Thanks Annie you’re the only ginger I’ve ever loved.
~fuckmylife I’m going to bed
This is NOT a personal blog.
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this is NOT a personal blog
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
So Apparently Coke Makes You Obnoxious.
No shit, any of your roomates could of said you were obnoxious anytime after 4 in the morning. Frankly once my buzz wears off, its bedtime. period.
The geniuses of the world apparently came together, solved world hunger, cancer, aids, and acne (i care about acne research more then anything) and decided.."huh i wonder what would happen if we coked up a bunch of bees and had a little banger" So the lead scientist basically ran a small crime and drug ring pushing coke and booze on these poor little bees.
I basically find the entire premise for the experiment hilarious. For actual facts.
Read the article at Gawker
Short version: Coke makes you obnoxious, Drinking makes homo's hook up. no new news there
.
The geniuses of the world apparently came together, solved world hunger, cancer, aids, and acne (i care about acne research more then anything) and decided.."huh i wonder what would happen if we coked up a bunch of bees and had a little banger" So the lead scientist basically ran a small crime and drug ring pushing coke and booze on these poor little bees.
I basically find the entire premise for the experiment hilarious. For actual facts.
Read the article at Gawker
Short version: Coke makes you obnoxious, Drinking makes homo's hook up. no new news there
.
Monday, December 29, 2008
Since the economy is in the toilet
(lame joke patent pending)
It's the week after christmas so your probably looking for something to do with the piles of money you've got lying around. (lies) So why not spend invest it in the perfect Valentines day gift.
"So two months from now"
"I know right?"
You just try and find me something that goes better together.
Pee & Poo has opened an online store where you to can buy these oh so classy tees, along with toys.
And who wouldn't want their daughter snuggling up to a life size pillow of shit?

It's the week after christmas so your probably looking for something to do with the piles of money you've got lying around. (lies) So why not spend invest it in the perfect Valentines day gift.
"So two months from now"
"I know right?"
You just try and find me something that goes better together.Pee & Poo has opened an online store where you to can buy these oh so classy tees, along with toys.
And who wouldn't want their daughter snuggling up to a life size pillow of shit?

Sunday, December 28, 2008
EMBARASSING
I…I…I think I like the new All American Rejects album. At the least Gives you hell gets me going..ugh..please don’t tell anyone. Future research needed. (I hope i don't sing this at a party...shit!)
Gives you Hell
Gives you Hell
Saturday, December 27, 2008
Bootleg Ass Hoes hoes hoes...
Remember that post a lil bit ago? Nah you probably don't cause your friend just told you to check this blog out a couple minutes ago but thats ok. Check out about Lichtfaktor.
For the rest of you those boys is back, no longer doing single products their shit is everywhere. Commercials, music videos, hell parties if you got enough money. Anyhow their shit don't stank, and apparently it's catching on.
Light-Paint Piano Player from Ryan Cashman on Vimeo.
Cute right? Sometimes its the little things like aliens coming down to play for me that make life grand..sniff..
Knockoffs are universal, sometimes they can be just as cool as the original but then that bitch with the original shows up..and you remember how much better they are. Fuck them for being so much better ugh.
Forest from LICHTFAKTOR on Vimeo.
For the rest of you those boys is back, no longer doing single products their shit is everywhere. Commercials, music videos, hell parties if you got enough money. Anyhow their shit don't stank, and apparently it's catching on.
Light-Paint Piano Player from Ryan Cashman on Vimeo.
Cute right? Sometimes its the little things like aliens coming down to play for me that make life grand..sniff..
Knockoffs are universal, sometimes they can be just as cool as the original but then that bitch with the original shows up..and you remember how much better they are. Fuck them for being so much better ugh.
Forest from LICHTFAKTOR on Vimeo.
Creepin
Love when i can just get with my bro's and trash talk about other crews,teams, haters . Its fun goofin around. Sometimes it's not about the music. It's about havin fun.
Negative Thinking (about tight pants) ninjasonik
Negative Thinking (about tight pants) ninjasonik
Friday, December 26, 2008
Universal Random Thoughts, Pictures, and Music
This Picture really helped cheer me up
Common's Universal Mind Control is fully fantastic cd
download Everywhere Common (my current favorite)
Here is a history of my day in Visa Commercial form
~~
Eating Nito Burrito w/ your friends $3.89
Buying a glow in the dark dildo for a friend $38.75
Asking the store clerk what would be the best strap on kit for my newly lesbian friends (and watching them shoot looks at you in embarrassment)...priceless.
Forgot. i was supposed to put this song :}
Reel Big Fish: She has a girlfriend now
Common's Universal Mind Control is fully fantastic cddownload Everywhere Common (my current favorite)
Here is a history of my day in Visa Commercial form
~~
Eating Nito Burrito w/ your friends $3.89
Buying a glow in the dark dildo for a friend $38.75
Asking the store clerk what would be the best strap on kit for my newly lesbian friends (and watching them shoot looks at you in embarrassment)...priceless.
Forgot. i was supposed to put this song :}
Reel Big Fish: She has a girlfriend now
Thursday, December 25, 2008
Late Night
Sometimes between the hours of 2-5 in the morning my brain tends to get…a little weird. My friends have noticed this if they after try and wake me up, it usually ends with me screaming and saying something strange. I specifically remember this being an embarrassment during sleepovers “I’m NOT wearing underwear!” really isn’t something you should yell in a room full of guys. Sometimes at odd hours my brain decides to become a sit com writer and random, and I mean RANDOM scenes pop into my head from nowhere this scene appeared as I sat on the toilet without any reading material…
“How could you write these lies about my daughter!?”
“Ok first off lady, you need to get off my front porch, second I merely misquoted her it was probably a typo”
“You wrote that I regularly help douche her!”
“Look lady it sold papers and besides who cares if people think you have to douche her vagaygay? It’s not like she’s going out”
“You said it was an interview on how she struggles with her handicap”
“Well maybe she shouldn’t gurgle when she talks cause globglrflagr brealihfa can be taken a lot of ways…”
“she has a cleft lip you bastard!”
“lady I’m gonna have to ask you off my front porch”
Which made me laugh and caused my parents to ask why I was laughing in the bathroom ( this was at the reasonable hour of 11 at night as opposed to 3 in the morning).
This is why I hate home. I can’t drive, the internet is sucky, I’m stuck ON A CAMPGROUND SURROUNDED BY CORNFIELDS and although I love my friends, their cheap as fuck and most times won’t make the trek to middle of nowhere to pick me up. I then sit til 4 in the morning watching random shit online, download music, and write. g2g just downloaded season 1 of Rick and Steve. Ooo I just found eggnog and rum in my parents fridge!
fuck my life.
“How could you write these lies about my daughter!?”
“Ok first off lady, you need to get off my front porch, second I merely misquoted her it was probably a typo”
“You wrote that I regularly help douche her!”
“Look lady it sold papers and besides who cares if people think you have to douche her vagaygay? It’s not like she’s going out”
“You said it was an interview on how she struggles with her handicap”
“Well maybe she shouldn’t gurgle when she talks cause globglrflagr brealihfa can be taken a lot of ways…”
“she has a cleft lip you bastard!”
“lady I’m gonna have to ask you off my front porch”
Which made me laugh and caused my parents to ask why I was laughing in the bathroom ( this was at the reasonable hour of 11 at night as opposed to 3 in the morning).
This is why I hate home. I can’t drive, the internet is sucky, I’m stuck ON A CAMPGROUND SURROUNDED BY CORNFIELDS and although I love my friends, their cheap as fuck and most times won’t make the trek to middle of nowhere to pick me up. I then sit til 4 in the morning watching random shit online, download music, and write. g2g just downloaded season 1 of Rick and Steve. Ooo I just found eggnog and rum in my parents fridge!
fuck my life.
| Rick And Steve at HappiestGayCouple.com |
Monday, December 22, 2008
What Do You Get When You Mash-Up Beethoven’s Fifth Symphony, Soulwax, A Funky Santa, And Those Lights That Change Colors At The Ice Capades?
Well it's 10x better then anything your Aunt Penny got you and doesn't involed those grose powdered wigs. Sip on some nog and enjoy.
TreeWaxHD from klipcollective on Vimeo.
via Klip Collective a Philly based light and art installation company. Frankly they beat the shit out of my dads christmas lights and i feel bad for whoevers neighbors with them. Check their installation out at The InterContinental Hotel
TreeWaxHD from klipcollective on Vimeo.
via Klip Collective a Philly based light and art installation company. Frankly they beat the shit out of my dads christmas lights and i feel bad for whoevers neighbors with them. Check their installation out at The InterContinental Hotel
Sunday, December 14, 2008
Saturday, December 6, 2008
She's a party girl with a, bad habit. bad habit for drugs
Have yall heard of that documentary about Australian high school students? I want a musical about my habits when i die. Heard its real funny, crazy Australians.
Thursday, December 4, 2008
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
Gather round kids
Holiday posts annoy me so i figure this is a great way to build up towards Christmas.
This is what my Grandchildren will hear years from now...
This is what my Grandchildren will hear years from now...
"Shut up children. I'm not reading you a fucking Christmas Carol so you may as well stop whining. The Tele is out (yeah i wanna have a british accent when i'm older) so i'm just gonna read you this old Edward Gorey book every day up to Christmas before bed. No your mom said she'd be back late, don't wait up. Oh and Basil, I wouldn't go out in the woods tomorrow."

A is for Amy who fell down the stairs.

A is for Amy who fell down the stairs.
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