Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Sunday, October 7, 2007
No, I did not just have intercourse with my daughter…
Let's all pray to God that the way we behave in dreams is NOT reflective of how we would in normal, everyday reality.
Can I get an amen?
A brief update on proposed methodology
I may or may not have the attention span to spice up and beautify this blog. All depends on how well I regulate my crystal meth intake this week.
You don't care but I'm going to tell you anyway dammit…
Here's what I'm listening to right now, which I actually have to make a blog post about because I'm yet to furnish this site with one of those doodads that tell you automatically.
Whatever, I seriously doubt you give a flying one anyway…
Beirut - The Flying Club Cup (it's like an antique French pop album, only made by a 21 year old kid from New Mexico)
Iron & Wine - The Shepherd's Dog (still deliberating on whether this one is merely brilliant or, like, capital-G Great)
Animal Collective - Strawberry Jam (theoretically I should f'n love this record because it does all the things that typically get me wet, but I still don't get it no matter how many times I listen. It's probably the greatest moral dilemma I've ever encountered since I was like 7 and had to put down a pet turtle (RIP Blackie (and no I didn't name it, that was my Grandmother (and yes, she is a racist))))
Some other shit I'm too lazy to post about at the moment.
In Other News: Yankees Win, Daaaaaaaaaaaaaa Yankees Win!
The Best Rape In The Whole World
Apparently downtown Detroit has some bold competition for the World's Best & Most Brutal Rape Award, tonight's contender hailing from… Congo!
Let's hear some applause ladies and germs…
According to this just smashing NY Times article, Rape in the new Black in the Eastern Congo. Rape has been all the vogue in Congo for a while now, but unfortunately it's lacked any real innovation for years, essentially going stale right as a semi-viable democracy was beginning to blossom. Fortunately, recent events have dismembered any chance for a thriving, nominally functional government in this part of the world, and thus has left hundreds of freelance human butchers to roam the land to rape like it's 1999.
After reading this thing, you'll have a brand new definition for "sexually frustrated." I mean these guys have totally taken all the grace and fun out of sexual violence and just ruined it for the rest of us. Thanks a lot dudes.
Oh, and apparently I'm the only person in the world that appreciates the irony of quoting a man named "John Holmes" in an article on rape.