April 2011
31 posts
Husbands and Wives.
Weddings are weird, right?
No really. Think about it. Woman in white. Walking down a runway towards a man, in front of lots of people, so you can promise you’ll be true. Just me and you, forever and ever, until we die.
This promise, in front of people, to hold us accountable. Do you ever imagine an alien landing on earth just in time for the royal wedding and witnessing the human...
WatchBessie Smith’s St Louis Blues circa 1929.
WatchI am currently addicted to watching Shiba Inu puppies sleep. They are fat little burritos that twitch their little fat paws and I find it so soothing to take a break during the day and check in on them.
WatchA day in the life of my BFF Brooklyn Daniel.
Miss you, buddy.
peachfuzz:
I strapped a GoPro video camera to my helmet and taped my bike commute to work, complete with a quick run to the laundromat. I’ll upload the way back later. Map of the commute here:
http://maps.google.com/?q=http://share.abvio.com/22af/8b9f/4d60/0b6e/Cyclemeter-Cycle-20110421-1113.kml
Two things you should stop saying.
1) Panties. I prefer to call my undergarments choners, skivvies or the so practical it’s braindead underwear. Panties sound like I’m doing something morally wrong.
2) Stop referring to humping, doing it, getting it on, zooming, packin the weasel in the lunchbox, taking grandma for a walk, tickling the Ivory, hunting for mule deer, the old shamalama, wackety shmakety, the doldroms of...
WatchGet it girl.
tumblrbot asked: WHERE WOULD YOU MOST LIKE TO VISIT ON YOUR PLANET?
Another late night bike ride. A little chilly, but there’s something exciting and soothing at the same time about riding a bicycle. Especially fast around cars for a moment, and then ducking in a soft, quiet, personless side street where there are no street lamps, there is only the full moon casting a blue light above the palm trees like a foggy halo.
Today I bought everything I needed to...
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All your Easter questions, answered.
As the aisles of drug stores overflow with pastel plastic and candy-wrapped sugar bombs and the memories of Peeps and Cadbury Bunnies of years past, I find myself wondering the following things:
1) What the hell is Easter?
2) Why is there an Easter bunny and what does it have to do with Jesus rising from the dead?
3) Is Jesus a Zombie?
4) Why is Easter on a different date each year?
So, Dear...
Muse of the Moment: Natalie Wood
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The first of many Scott-isms
Adam: she has a face for radio.
Scott: yeah…a radio show for deaf people.
Scott is my new roommate. He is a southern black woman trapped inside the body of a tall white gay man.
