( Here they are with no explanation )

let's be honest with ourselves here, we've (Lindsey and myself, not you) have been in New York for, pushing, two monthes now. I've stepped on a roach, got involved in a globe spanning advertising campaign/game, got a van towed, moved more times than I can count, seen Steven Tyler, and have finally, sorta, settled in. My job hours blow (5pm to 1am ( Read more... )

I thought I saw both Yoko Ono and Janet Reno yesterday.

Turned out to be two ugly people.

When I parked the rental van near where I lived yesterday at like 1:30 I had stopped right before the really amazing, fast, fun section of the song Sao Paulo by Guillemots. I figured this would be the perfect time to hear that part where he sings over and over again ( Read more... )

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I had to caption an "In the Actor's Studio" tonight at work, and I've never seen one before. I've seen a lot of impressions of James Lipton, but the one who does the best is James Lipton himself. I know that sort of thing has been said before, but I can't help it. That shit is fucking nuts. Time to remove the history from this browser.

New York, New Toothbrush.

...and then my door fell off.

I wish I owned a pen knife, so I could say things like, "Don't worry, I jimmied it open with my pen knife."

So here is the story of the end of my car...


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