Let's review the facts. The administration of these fifty united states went to war in order to "bring democracy to the darkest corners of the earth." Iraq, apparently first on the list of darkest corners, has been brought to rubble with upwards of 25,000 innocents dead and now, what seems to be, a coming civil divide. There's hope somewhere in ( Read more... )

Happy fucking birthday Kelley Tighe, you're finally legal.

(Insert Micheal Jackson singing and pompous french laughter).

General disgust with people isn't a happy or healthy thing. Like drugs or binge drinking, or voting or a chronic case of unpleasantness, it offers little besides a discomforting irritability that causes others to get as far away from you as possible (which might be the aim, I guess). But just like all those things, loathing can sometimes offer ( Read more... )

If everyone I knew gave me $10 I could get sick furniture that you could sleep on if you ever decide to come to Miami again. Even if both are unlikely, I'm having a frenzied and joyous psychosis right now and things, from many vantage points, are looking up. Except that Kelley's sick. I'll be getting a car hopefully before the end of the week, and ( Read more... )

Party at my house to celebrate my legality. Laaaaaadies, it's time to booty.

I guess we'll be using the word "haggard" in a new way. Dude, that was haggard.

Oh, and here's a picture of Birdman and Lil wayne. Kissing. On the lips. I'm cool with it, but I could've sworn they weren't. Birdman says he did it because Lil' Wayne is like is son. Now that's Haggard.


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There are few rules to go by. One, no politics before noon. No thinking, discussing, or engaging in any- save it appropriately for the beginning of sunset. Two, you're not the only person in your life but you are the most important. Three, don't sleep if it means you can rest easy. Four, take care of your shit. Five, some places you designate as ( Read more... )

Roman calendar hooplah went well; can't believe it's the two-thousand-and-sixth year of history already. Hot damn. Bring on the nanotechnology and floating white-picket fences 'cause this year is going to be...well, I guess I thought the same thing about 2005- it'd be the same old wagon war and hippies smoking their pot. But fuck, 05 caught me a ( Read more... )

Look, signs of land. Flying birds and floating, bloated conquistadores ( Read more... )

Everyone must witness the most anticipated event of the season...

King of Kollege 2005!!!

This weekend on Pay-per-view, don't miss the battle royal that'll leave even you hung over come Monday morning.