Month: October 2009

Helloooo Travis

When I was a little boy, I just wanted to be a drenched in copious amount of blood.

How To Find A Masculine Halloween Costume For Your Effeminate Son


We Can Live on Misbehavior

Well they are no PS 22 kids, but it’s a pretty cool vid just the same. My little brother brought this to my attention (and everyone else’s) via Facebook. I’m not going to mention that I raised an eyebrow that he posted a video populated by adorable Asian school girls. Kudos to the girl by the way, who giggles into her hands at the 1:58 mark, for reinforcing a stereotype that many before her have endeavored to stamp out. Oh and, am I wrong for thinking it would have been better if they were all dressed in Sailor Moon outfits?

If you can correctly identify what the photog is wearing… I’ll blog about you.

Blog About Nothing

Oh my little bloggity blog…

Not that I post shit all that often anyways, but I always feel guilty when its been a while since I’ve posted on this. I do have good reason though, school’s been kicking my ass, not to mention giving me ulcers, migraines and yesterday a sore in the back of my throat (it went away by this morning). So as I’ve said before, I’m writing just not posting. Soooorrrryyyyy. And you know when you write about writing, doesn’t it feel like you’re not really writing? Same with blogging, its not a real blog if you have to keep apologizing to your blog that you’re not blogging.

You know interesting shit happens every day too. Like everyday. And not just because I think its interesting, but it really is interesting. Like today I have a hankering for a famous Michelle Ponce mocha and I walk outside my building and there’s a Joe Arpaio protest right outside my building. Orale. That guys a fucker. Or the other day as I’m riding my bike to work, already a little late mind you, this dude is like counting the gum or something on a narrow sidewalk and I yell “heads up” but he doesn’t move. He’s drunk right, and protests “I’m walking here,” and before you know it he’s calling me a faggot and I’m telling his low life ass to go back to jail. And did I tell you about the time I put a group of cackling sorority girl’s on the metro in check for talking shit on strange but smily lady? I mean its the metro, without weirdos it just doesn’t feel right.

Honestly, yeah I’ve been bogged down with reading and writing projects, but not blogging is more of a result of good old-fashioned laziness. I have a twitter account, maybe I should just take that up. Naw I’m more likely to get back into that when its just about done being cool, if that’s what it is.

Well in an effort to leave you with something visually stimulating or at least cute…