Showing posts with label extreme dissapointment. Show all posts
Showing posts with label extreme dissapointment. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 9, 2008

Names...All over the floor...Everywhere...

Name dropping is the worst shit ever. I really fucking hate it. It takes a certain kind of insecure/secure asshole to really go for it, a type of obliviousness to life and the thoughts of others that I am unable to fathom.

Simply stated, I was subjected to the worst storm of names and bullshit store names and you know him he works for this and does this fucking street wear brand and haven't you seen that shit it's so sick but yeah I'm working for that dude he knows her shes got openings all over town fucking Tokyo!...To all of which I answered "no". Because, not only was I stonewalling out of principle, but because seriously, I'd never heard of any of that shit/people/bullshit/fuckingboring/etc. I can't do it folks! Maybe I'm too lazy to be cool.

And now that I've reached a proper place of loathing and resentment, I'll drop a BONUS HATE. That Scion show last week was the lamest scene ever. I've got a bullet proof alibi of why I was there too, regarding domestic strife and general insanity. So, don't hate the hater. Anyhow, the outfit of the night consisted of, from top to bottom; an extremely cocked new era hat, a blue bandana under the hat, blonde pig-tails, a blue floral print sun dress, blue jeans, and pink and yellow ice cream shoes. Top it off with the requisite flair and standard tattoos, all as visible as possible. I did my best to try and find a photo of her on the interweb, but, alas, no dice.

Monday, February 18, 2008

The Violence of the Scams

On Saturday night I spent a quiet evening at home reading the new GQ magazine. Flipping through (looking at the pictures mostly) I came to an article entitled "The Violence of the Lambs". In this article John Jeremiah Sullivan writes about the growing threat of animal violence upon humans. He highlights recent events where animals have acted uncharacteristically violent against human beings. I was enthralled. My mind was blown. Sullivan talks (in excess for about three pages) about a fanatical researcher on the fringes of science who believes that the next catastrophic historical event will be the uniting of animals against human beings. It is an apocolyptic narrative about bears and dolphins uniting to take down the oppressive human race...only it seemed some-what convincing. The last paragraph of the article states that pretty much the entire article is a lie..with exception to all the bizarre animal uprising stories (which were actually very interesting).

This is why Sullivan is in my hater spotlight. If you are going to fill some one's head with apoctolyptic garbage about such things at least do so in a credible way. I do not want to have a panic attack over my impending doom and then come to find out I have just read a work of fiction! If I am going to have a panic attack I want it to be on real terms! anyway...read this article in GQ it's pretty good...but don't get too worked up about it...(maybe even skip the last three pages). It does shed some interesting insight into the stress that human beings inflict on the animal kingdom. However, it does leave you wondering if strange animal phenomena is on the rise or if it is just more readily covered by the media than it ever was before....there is a lot about this article that is currently annoying me....

p.s. if you didn't already know, "Memiors of a Geisha" was not actually a real memior...that book is fiction too....it was written by a white guy....

I could not find any links to this article on the web so if you want to read it you can borrow my GQ, buy it on new stands (that is not an endorsement), or most likely-find it on the internet yourself.