Happy Halloween!

Or whatever it is. I'll be at work. If you're bored, come love me.

Inspiration

Watched Funny Farm last night. So damn good. The plot is typical Chevy Chase-- one ridiculous problem after the next, calamity and hilarity ensue. Ben Stiller should send ol' Chevy a thank you note since Frustrating Shit Keeps Happening is the only genre he seems to want to be a part of these days. The point is, you miss all the good shit if you fail to take in the aesthetic properties, particularly the wardrobe of Miss Madolyn Smith and the decor of all the small town spots they hit up.

Feast.

If Only...

Love/hate

Bitch is wild. I am literally straddling the proverbial fence on this one.

Hate:
*The silver shades
*The whole song, particularly the chorus
*The audacity

Love:
*Her gangster bounce
*The high end garb
*The audacity

Ugly Xmas Sweaters

The idea isn't so novel anymore, I know, but damn if the punch ain't strong. Or at least I hope. Hope to see your pretty faces tonight.

Which reminds me...

The Petrojvic Blasting Company blows my feeble mind. I'd stalk them if I weren't so lazy.



Boys, call me.

Two days after I left my heart in NY...

Beirut played at McCarren Pool. I missed it, but this is good enough for a wank.