To paraphrase David Cross: "Lip liner makes your mouth look like an asshole. You're talking and I'm imagining six different types of shit coming out of your mouth."

Saturday was a day for garage sale binges. An alarming amount of sales - in every corner, nook, crevice. There would be families hauling out their belongings to be sold to complete strangers with abiding wallets, oblivious of past use, or sentimental attchment ( or detachment), it was all purely impulsive and facile. It's all laid out for you, ( Read more... )

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Monday Musical Night commenced yesterday...appropriately enough. And we had planned to watch 3 musicals being:

1. Chicago (dollar theater)
2. Hedwig and the Angry Inch (recorded on VHS = suck = didn't watch)
   
3. Moulin Rouge (no money to rent)
   

So, we're going to narrow it down to one per week. Heh, loserish. Alright, more pictures!
( post-chicago pics + random )

The less fun, salvaged pictures are finally scanned. Actually, they've all been scanned, but due to excessive ass-sitting, it's been postponed for quite some time. Horrifying grainy pictures for all ( Read more... )

Mitchell, your turn.

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Hey, have you seen Truth, Justice, and the American Way all in the same room recently? No? Is there some secret-identity high-jinks goin' down?
Does Justice duck into a phone booth, take off his suit, and become the American Way and then fly off?

I wonder who would win if Truth, Justice, and the American Way actually got into a fight with each ( Read more... )

Oh, yeah. I was in a wreck.

I listen to Loveline religiously. I intently listen to every word they say to gain knowledge about practically every issue prone to humans, unless I'm dead tired, 'cause it comes on too damned late ( Read more... )