A personal first: Flushing a fucking burglar out of my house at 6am ( Read more... )

Every synth fire-alarm honk is another happy childhood memory thoroughly turded upon.

X-Mmas + techno + unicorns = crying

mdm-sosostris, I am so so sorry.

A moment of silence:


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I knew the piece was a little provocative, but what the hell is the big deal, exactly? Very puzzling.

I had no idea that chick lit was such a defensible cause.

So, in honor of Talk Like a Pirate Day (9.19), my next Found Footage Friday is going to be pirate-themed. I've got a few things in mind: the Sifl and Olly "pirate cripplers"; the Lazytown pirate song; perhaps a little Pirates of Darkwater for the anime space-fairy pirate angle; and I definitely want to address the pirate-versus-ninja subculture ( Read more... )

Apparently involves a padlock, a hammer, and a very hidden wall cranny ( Read more... )

The cover you did for us this week makes me jizz.

That is all.


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Enormous amounts of material clogging the tubes = no one receiving any internets = fact-checking with Entertainment Weekly. motherfuck ( Read more... )

Last Tuesday, my terrible six-week-long jury duty stint finally came to an end. The intervening days have dulled my bile to a dull throb, so this won't be quite the spittle-flecked rant I've been writing in my head for the past month. (Thank god.)

To sum up:

Originally, the case (a frightfully dull shoving match between a novice building ( Read more... )

( Weird tales of med school: STD MIRACLE CURE )

I am writing a review of Dave Attell's Insomniac Tour at 3am.