We play UCLA this weekend, which means that the trojan statue is wrapped in duct tape for protection from Bruin vandals, and also that people buy and drag around little stuffed bears with nooses ( Read more... )

I hate livejournal. Or maybe I just hate my incompetence. Sorry about posting the same thing 4 times and then erasing the entry that had all the comments on it. I suck.

Howard Zinn this weekend!

Yesterday, it was snowing ash. Today, the heat came at me from all directions, and when I got home my face felt chemically baked.

Clearly, this is hell.

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It is estimated that beer consumption in Portland went down by 25% after the installation of the first Benson bubblers at the turn of the century.

At a garage sale this morning, my dad bought a mix tape labeled "rad shit dude III" including such gems as Aqualung, and many a riff. It is, in fact, possibly the best mix tape ever.

Almost invariably when I watch a French movie, I find the male lead both vaguely nasty or bland, but also strangely magnetic. Case in point: Vincent Cassel in 'Read My Lips.' Ugly? Hot? I just don't know anymore. As fer real live Frenchmen, the few I've known fit the bill but I'm sure I can be proven wrong. Hey hey, yeah ( Read more... )

Last night, we watched "Sweet Smell of Success." The moral of that movie is that people are evil.

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1. "Now that we've talked about chocolate and slavery..."
2. on the community bulletin, regarding some bunnies who need homes: "It doesn't say who the bunnies need to be rescued from. Probably pirates. Or the Homeland Security Office's bunny interrogation program."