January 2009
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King Crimson - “Happy With What...
Going back to that DCist interview with True Womanhood from yesterday, apparently the boys and girl all went to high school with the kids in Magrudergrind; whose penchant for punk rock community building to what would be an annoyingly anal degree if it weren’t so earnest and dedicated and, dare I say, cute apparently goes way back.
Double dollar-sign goddamn, I was just happy to find some...
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czupcaks:
Ol’ Dirty Bastard, Shimmy Shimmy Ya.
mmddyyyy:
MF Doom - “Doomsday”
Update
Russia House has lots of vodka. I drank all of it.
thekathunt:
heh. sharon jones does INSPIRATION...
“Has the son of a bitch ever had one unpublished thought?”
– And thus, David Foster Wallace — in the voice of a post-Feminism Updike-hater while reviewing John Updike in 1997 — completely eviscerates the blarghe-movement, man. Goodnight.
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VAN FUCKIN HALEN →
barthel:
lastbutnotleast:
Asteroids, but with bullets coming out of DLR’s crotch.
Holy shit, you guys.
This is so stoopidly brilliant, so retardedly glorious that it could only have come from the mind of Carl. The internet is officially magical again, Obama just keeps delivering you guys!
(I mean, I would’ve done some bullshit cop-out “Dreams” ish for the secondary Red...
At first I thought “THAT” was obviously “Gogurt: the yogurt you eat from a tube!”, but then one of the last shots of the movie cuts to Kate Winslet standing in her white-carpeted living room, staring out the window demurely as blood begins to seep through her beige skirt, and I was like, “OH MY G.” WE MUST KEEP TAMPONS SAFE AND LEGAL. How embarrassing for her! It just goes to show how much The...
Ok, throughout all this mawkish, inflated, great counter-argument-for-the-very-idea-of-capitalism talk of marriage; one’s twenty-something self still comes away with a sticky-sweet, saccharine aftertaste of make believe. It’s all Malibu Stacey dream houses made of Play-Doh that taste like cotton candy when you take that non-toxic but still not recommended bite.
It’s when people...
It’s a little known fact that “YOU SAVED MY LIFE, DOOD” was the working title for Captain Fantastic and the Brown Dirt Cowboy.
After dinner on the company’s dime tonight, I will have had unadorned avocado for the past six or so days in a row that I’ve been able to keep food down. I am turning over a new leaf. I hope.
Also, Jesus Loves New Mexico
Taking the scenic routes, avoiding I-40 as much as possible, is an edifying, ingratiating experience for the slicker wending his way through New Mexico and Arizona. Cacti really do grow along mountain paths, sunsets like Mazada commercials over desert landscapes really happen zoom zoom, and it really is possible to roll down all the car’s windows while passing mounds of wet white snow...