This is just a beautiful scene. In fact, it would make a fantastic painting. But I may be saying this because when I was in Helsinki I saw some paintings of very similar scenes. The gallery was closed so I took a picture through the window but it was all dusteh so the photo didn’t do the painting justice.
My favorite mythical creature is a 13 year old girl who listens to Merzbow.
One time my cousin came to visit when she was about 16 she ended up listening to my copy of Total Sex by Whitehouse in it’s entirety.
In the 1920s, people used to refer to their mouths as “coffee gullets”.
My kitten scratched me across the face yesterday. I have this cut that goes from the bridge of my nose down to my cheek.
I told everyone at work today that it was a fencing scar but nobody believed me.
I keep a few cleaned clam shells in the crisper of my fridge.
I don’t why.
Vanilla Ice
Dave Coulier
Brett Butler
Chip Coffey
The other day, some college aged kids got on the train and handed out xeroxed propaganda for infowars.com
I thought about calling out their bullshit in some fantastically snarky way, but then I realized I just wanted them to go on their way as soon as possible and spread their laughable notions elsewhere.
Anybody see that BBC documentary Dogs of War? Which had the same title as a great movie about mercs in Africa. The documentary follows a rag tag team of sruffy Northerners who are being paid (poorly) to fight for Croatia. The majority of the men state outright that they have behavioral problems when it comes to life in placid modern society. They state they are fighting more for the thrill.
The most intelligent and sane of the group is Eduardo Flores. I first heard about him years earlier when he was assassinated in Bolivia in a rather suspicious case whereby the Bolivian government stated he was planning the killing of President Evo Morales. After that happened, Troy claimed that he was in contact with Flores’ brother. That’s when I got weirded out.
True story.
I was talking to two girls on the train yesterday and I referred to the Mid Atlantic region of the USA as the, “No man’s land” between New England and The South.
I think they were offended.
I always thought that they screamed “Know what I fucking hate? All those fucking debutantes!” at beginning of I’ve Had Enough.
I’m still not sure what they actually say so I am going to go on believing what I hear.
In Vermont they call it the ‘Grand Onion.’
(Source: trivition)
I work with this older gay dude who refers to lesbians as Kents and lesbians with a pack of cigarettes rolled up in one sleeve as Camel Kents.
One time he was on vacation in Key West. He saw an older gentleman trying in vain to get on an inflatable raft in the pool. He helped the man on and proceeded to make small talk with him. He told the man that he worked in downtown Boston, right around the corner from that oh so ugly City Hall. The man on the raft laughed and said he designed that building. It was Edward Knowles, the architect.
I got on the Orange line at State. I thought the car was empty but when I stepped on I realized that some of the seats were taken up by wigs. Different wigs too.
The day before that a train had been delayed because of wigs on the tracks.
Your Suicide Girls name is the same as your real name.
I once had a ‘Gabber Party’ in college and this girl who was a Suicide Girl came. She was mediocre looking at best. Like a 5 or a 6. Her date was this lame goth kid from Texas.
True story.
