Thursday, August 26, 2010
snoop sammich
"A sandwich, with connotations of extra goodness."
1. slang for sandwich, used in the case of an extremely good sandwich.
2. the best sandwich available or that you have ever had
I just had that thing happen where a word (sandwich) is suddenly so batshit crazy looking that it seems impossible that it could be ever be or have been a real word.
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
seductive and polite spam
I'm just sitting here, calm,
feeling pleasantly drunk, listening to the best song
I have ever heard in my whole life. I told my step mom
I would be living the sweet life and she said I wouldn't make it. That I was an idiot. That I was a f ing nobody. Now look at me,
making over $9,000 a month in my sleep and spending 99% of the day in my pool.
I am gonna do you a bigfavor. If you've ever had to struggle, and I mean really endure hell just to survive then
we come from the same place. You need to go get this IMMEDIATELY
I have ever heard in my
I would be living the sweet
making over $9,000 a month in
I am gonna do you a bigfavor.
we come from the same place.
Much love, I hope I didn't bother you :-).
Monday, August 16, 2010
Sunday, August 15, 2010
HP, Harmony the Wretch, and Ronnie the F-ing Bear
I can't embed these clips, but Wizard People is really relaxing to listen to on a Sunday.
Exhibit A
Exhibit B
Exhibit C
"Say Ron, you look tired, have you ever been tested for diseases?"
Ron replies, "At least I'm not a hideous fucker."
She says "Are you going home for Christmas? I'm going home, my family's got money."
He says, "Noooo... we're staying here. We're gonna find out who that fucking Nick Flannel is and rule the fucking school. So run home, open your presents, I hope you get a new pillow to cry into."
Exhibit A
Exhibit B
Exhibit C
"Say Ron, you look tired, have you ever been tested for diseases?"
Ron replies, "At least I'm not a hideous fucker."
She says "Are you going home for Christmas? I'm going home, my family's got money."
He says, "Noooo... we're staying here. We're gonna find out who that fucking Nick Flannel is and rule the fucking school. So run home, open your presents, I hope you get a new pillow to cry into."
Friday, August 13, 2010
The first time I saw a painting made out of toast, stuck together and strategically burnt and scraped, I was at a Ripley's Believe-It-or-Not Museum on a family vacation. My mind has never returned to it's pre-blown state.
Fragrant portrait of Oscar Wilde [84 bars of soap] by Nina Kocić, 1996
Labels:
body painting,
food art,
jesus,
mario,
oscar wilde,
toast
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
Friday, August 6, 2010
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