June 2010
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WatchToo cool. Thanks to Craig Shimala for posting these awesome videos and introducing me to my new one-of-my-favorite bands, XX.
“The first part is random strikes I happened to capture on the same night as the triple strike on Willis Tower, Trump International Hotel and Tower and the John Hancock Building (vimeo.com/12816548). In the second clip you can kinda hear my neighbors on their...
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coke-offerage 101
BoneThug69420: how was the show in columbus?
me: weird
we parked in front of this house where two guys were hanging out on the porch
fratish, but not a frat
10: 50 PM
one had clearly been drunk and stoned for hours
told us all about the huge house parties they have had and would have that night
and how he'd bring a big crowd of people if we could get him and one or two others in free
we had little lose by adding people to our guest list so we put him on
shockingly a no-show
10: 52 PM
He was fucked up, shirtless, freckly, inked and had his front door open to a den stocked with every illicit chemical a heart could desire.
When we finished, we walked out of the bar and saw red-and-blues lighting up the street.
And their dogs
10: 53 PM
we went to grab a bite to eat and came back to van afterward. A few of this guy's friends were on his porch being quiet and sullen. He was notably absent.
I asked what happened and they said he was arrested.
"What for?"
"Felony possession."
This guy had somehow lured Gerard into the house and offered him coke.
10: 54 PM
This angered me when Gerard told me later, as I had only been offered marijuana.
BoneThug69420: ha, well clearly he thought gerard could handle the hard stuff better than you could
let's face it dude, with your hair and the headband and all that, i'd take you for a marijuana man too
10: 55 PM
however
i would never offer someone gerard's size cocaine
for fear of him going batshit crazy and breaking every bone in my body
me: I wasn't wearing the headband! I had a real small t-shirt on. I looked like a coke freak or a junkie even.
BoneThug69420: that's just coke-offerage 101
me: clearly
Is that a gen ed at Harvard?
10: 56 PM
BoneThug69420: it is, but i tested out of it.
me: Merited.
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Best Google Voice Message Transcript. Ever.
Call from < boss >
Transcript: Hi Hey Hey. Okay hey.
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Killing To Punish Killing: You Can't Even Get...
All that can be achieved by sentencing Ashford Thompson to death is doubling the body count of his crime. It’s a hot-blooded mistake in the name of vengeance.
I’m not recommending we let him go, of course, or overlook the horror of his crime. I am strongly opposed, though, to lowering the community to his level by sentencing him to death and having a government that kills its own...
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Briefcase Guy
I was walking into work the other day when I noticed a briefcase on the floor in the hallway. I meant to ignore it, but before I could start up the steps, it was nagging at me. I turned around and contemplated it.
I work at a small company that leases office space in a building whose other tenants seem to mostly be law firms, or one firm spread out over a few floors. It’s logical, then, to...
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Jetsettr
I’ve made back-to-back weekend trips to Chicago and New York City this month. The delusion of entitlement ought to last right up until I can’t afford to feed myself from a vending machine.
(Photos from Chicago are pending the arrival of my camera if Chava ever sends it. I didn’t have it in New York and enjoyed the liberty [forcibly] afforded me by paying attention to things with...
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Flashdance
The identity crisis continues. I recently got all clowned out to take photos with Brown Fox for marketing purposes. Band photos are the most ridiculous thing, especially when you’re at the bottom and no one really cares about you. You can’t understand how awkward it is to ask someone to follow you around with a camera (for free) until you’ve tried it.
The results:
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The Quintessential #colinmorrisblunder, part 3
PART THREE
Incredible. Jenn and I had been nervously waiting for Shannon outside the bar for at least fifteen minutes. Shannon, who is selfish when she’s drawing robots, apparently wasn’t checking her @ replies or direct messages. Jenn and I dashed inside the bar again, showing our ID’s to the same bouncer for the second or third time, and looking over the shoulders of each...