December 2009
15 posts
The Tears. They Won't Stop Falling.
I thought my dad’s cat was trying to blind me with allergies in some kind of sibling rivalry based territorial rage. Then I thought maybe it’s the next door neighbor’s neglected, front-yard horse. Then I thought maybe it was the other neighbor’s pack of alpacas. But now I think it might be the other neighbors home-schooled, camouflage-wearing, .45-toting,...
I believe it’s “Rob Huebel is an...
today's math
Los Angeles + 2 inches of rainfall = 30% hydroplaning + 60% bloody carnage.
(The other 10% is Nicholas Cage’s tears.)
The couple that crashed the White House state...
… may get prison time. I wish it was a prison of the mind of a 16th century philosopher and the concept of “reality fame” never actually manifested.
My friend Niloo...
… is a maker of fine scented, hand poured candles. She is not a computer person. This is what she just said:
“Are you on Tweet? Everybody’s just becoming papparazzi for themselves. Pretty soon it’s going to be all computers and blogs and flogs and slogs.”
Nevertheless, these candles are fucking beautiful and she’s doing a little launch with discounted holiday...
