Archive for September, 2007
Okay, who’s smoking weed?
Because I am TRYING to do a recaplet for fucking HEROES, okay? I don’t need your sad-sack weed floating in my window all, “Don’t you waaaaaanaaaaaah giiiiit hiiiiiigh?” all over me! Knock it off, goddammit! I have a goddamned job to do! P.S. Thanks for getting me high off your fumes, JACKASS, now I can’t [...]
Read More..>>Remind me to interview myself like this at one point.
My friend Mahala just emailed me this link. I’ve never heard of this guy before, but now I totally want to read everything he’s ever written. Based solely upon this post. Am I living in the dark ages? Why don’t I know about this dude? Help me!
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Oh, dear Jesus. I’m running a workshop for the AAFSE conference (scroll down to read the description — we’re confused by it as well) with this lovely fellow in Savannah this week. We’re supposed to talk about how we’re successful bloggers and how this being of the successful blogging thing has taught us some valuable [...]
Read More..>>Fashion Week: The Rejects
I just saw in my office building, in quick succession, the following fashion don’ts: A young woman in her twenties wearing sparkly gold flats that looked like they were purchased from the bargain rack of a dollar store, black tights with a small diamond pattern that had been through the wash at least a quijillion [...]
Read More..>>Apparently, not even Milo Ventimiglia will do.
So I’m sitting at a charming little outdoor cafe, somewhere in Charleston, having lunch with some society girls. I’m not sure where in Charleston we are, or even if we’re in Charleston at all, really, I mean, we could be in Mount Pleasant for all I know; I just know we’re outside, everyone’s dressed up, [...]
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