jet li is danny the dog. see him in action, yo.
i love love love him. and courtesy of retardo, i already love love love the soundtrack, and am eagerly awaiting the movie. w00t!
jet li + massive attack + morgan freeman = INSANE GLEE
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category : blahblahblah, glee
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::sigh::
my baby brother is ten years old today. i can’t freaking believe it, a whole decade? he’s a decade old now…double-digits. and damn, if i wrack my brain i can almost remember what he was like as a baby. almost.
it’s been that long.
jesus.
in any case: Happy Birthday Nicholas! You rock!
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flip flops…there is nothing remotely interesting about these rather crappy and useless “shoes”. in fact, the only use i can think for them is moderate foot protection at the beach and/or in locker room showers. and that’s it.
however, yesterday the boy and i were trapped on the subway from roughly kenmore to allston st. with a pack of what he’s aptly named “flip flop bitches”. now, we had a good day; a lovely day of driving around, harassinating the jetta and swinging (we swang, we swung, we swingded!), right? it was good. and then just resting on the train back to allston it dawns on me that damn near every bitch on the T except for myself and one other girl is wearing flip flops with jeans, and the same fugly ass nail polish (in a shade between pinkish red & magenta) in various stages of chipping off. every god damned one of them. all! i don’t fucking get it. was there some announcement that all girls must wear flip flops — no matter what the weather — with jeans? and the same polish, everywhere? seriously mind boggled, yo. and then, with mounting horror i began to wonder if it was a weird cult thing, as it was reaffirmed just how un-fashionable i am…when they began to do the unthinkable.
they started talking about their fucking flip flops. comparing them, discussing the lining (what.the.fuck!? how in the fuck do flip flops have lining!?) etc. etc. please god kill me now. etc. i mean, how in the hell does anyone come up with anything to say about fucking flip flops for that fucking long?! seriously. is there something fabulously spectacular about them that i’m missing? and who in god’s name thought that they look good with jeans? or anything else, for that matter? if that’s fashionable, then fuck fashion, i’d rather look dopey in my sneakers. flip flops are cheap and uncomfortable, and certainly not an interesting topic of conversation, and i don’t think there’s any amount of alcohol that would make them so.
honestly, i think merely being in the presence of said flip flop bitches with their asinine discussion made me considerably dumber. valuable brain meats were squandered as i tried to maintain tolerance until my stop.
i just don’t fucking get it.
and i hope i never do…
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(1) do you wanna smoke with me? come and keep me company; baby, come and fuck with me. you.should.smoke.with.me. (2) you probably think i’m a negative person, don’t be sure of it…i don’t promote violence, i just encourage it. (3) you’s a fine motherfucker won’t you back that ass up? (5) bitch, please, you must have a mental disease (6) what you gonna do, shorty? what you gonna do? (7) don’t have to straighten facts, don’t want no strings attached. (8) hotter than a pop tart fresh out the toaster. (9) cuz i’m naughty by nature, not cuz i hate ya. (10) sex me so good i say blah blah blah. (11)honey, check it: tell your friends, to get with my friends…and we could be friends. shit, we could do this every weekend.
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the midway cafe
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jamaica plain, ma 02130
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before i forget:
friday may 13
(thats’s right, Friday the 13)
3496 washington street
jamaica plain, ma 02130
10 pm “Temperature dependent sex determination in leopard geckos?” Dan Janes, Harvard
10:45 “Those radical bitches!Finnish-American Socialist Women 1880-1920″Anna Rue, soon leaving us to be a nerd in Wisconsin
11:30 “A nerd’s virtual safari: Tracking wild elephant ivory with dung DNA.” Andy Shedlock, Harvard
from midnight on, we rock with the Consumers:
“well, i hope we satisfy the nerds somewhat. norah’s lyrics are more about bitter-driven love shit, but maybe we can adapt some songs into things like singularities, or shell scripting.”
listen to a few demos by the Consumers:
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how much do i love dave chappelle? no seriously, how much?!
a whole fuck lot, yo. you can’t measure the joy that scrawny lil black man gives me. (in my pants…)
but…a world without the chappelle show? how fuckin’ upset would i be?
heart
broken.
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