you know those ads bravo’s running for banana republic during project runway? where the guy is singing about wondering to himself if “you’re beautiful on the inside?” yeah? am i the only one who thinks it sounds like a stalker wanting to slit someone open and play? god, those ads creep me out.
oh my god, stop the presses: the chicago tribune, bastion of formulaic, emotionally vampiric dreck, has realized chicago has artists other than portraitists and landscape painters.
maybe i’m reading a little too much into the evidence, but i find it kind of charming that richard’s perfectly willing to show his face when photographed in drag, but not in a jock strap. maybe he’s protecting us from something. that would be generous.
i’d like to point out that i can still type valid xhtml while drunk. fuck all y’all. i’m gonna go pass out.
…when he finds himself instinctually creeped out by wackos. this freak tried to chat us up at a party about a month ago. and now i’ve met my first murderer. an interesting feeling, but not a good one.
word for the day: manscara.
a pencil-thin chin-strap beard, usually only seen on the overweight or chinless (or both) to create the illusion of a jutting, manly chin. almost always fails.
“I was torn as to how to best recognize the passing of playwright Arthur Miller. My first thought was to propose a back-to-back reading of his best-known works, The Crucible, Death of a Salesman and All My Sons, with whoever could get through all three without crying, curling up into a fetal ball of despair or committing suicide declared the winner. Then I thought a drinking game might work: any time someone realizes that they’ve lost any hope of achieving their dreams, take a shot; any time someone commits suicide, take a shot; any time someone falls prey to mob justice or mass hysteria, take a shot; every time someone realizes that in trying to do what they thought best, they’ve destroyed everything that they’ve ever cared about, take a shot; etc, but then I figured that I’d wind up dead of alcohol poisoning before I finished more than one play. Alternative suggestions as to how best to remember the passing of one of America’s great (perhaps even greatest) playwrights are welcome.”
