February 2009
15 posts
Fun Fact in Your Face
The first appearance of the slang term “shrink” was in Thomas Pynchon’s The Crying of Lot 49.
Bonus Fun Fact in Your Face: I have started reading every single Pynchon novel but so far have only finished the 800-page Mason & Dixon, weirdly enough.
distorte:
Have you ever intimidated anybody? In any capacity? Physically? Intellectually? Aesthetically? What does it feel like? I imagine it’s like a tingling in the hamstrings.
You’re pretty ignorant for a “writer.” [slaps faggy teacup to ground]
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So there’s this guy up on stage with on-fire barrels and the Santa Carla crowd is just loving it and he’s this big bodybuilder with an extremely oiled and nude torso and long greasy mullet and I think some chains around his neck — not like pretty little gold chains but the kind of chains you use to haul an engine out of a ‘64 Thunderbird? And he’s singing and pointing...
Life Without Kids
Grrr I hate it when I’m about to go to sleep but I can’t turn my alarm clock on because it’s more than 12 hours before I have to get up. J/K that is the BEST!
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Two Things I Just Saw Outside
A sign that said “Authentic British Food.”
A little scrolling LED thingie embedded in someone’s license plate. It said “THE FIRST TOILET SHOWN ON TV WAS ON LEAVE IT TO BEAVER” over and over and over.
The Chicks Are Back Yeah
OK first off my tuxedo shirt doesn’t fit in the slightest. Bunching up around my midsection. You know. And I am not a man who can wear cufflinks. Wish I was but here we are. Anyway this wedding is a sham anyway so nobody’s worrying about my midsection or the cufflinks because they’re mostly worried about the divorce that’ll be kicking in nine months from now and whether...
I Guess I Have Two Points
OK so I wear orthopedic shoes. That’s right. Laugh it up. Get it all out. All done? So now you should know that I don’t need to wear them. Yeah you heard correctly. My feet are fucking flawless and if you followed my Flickr feed you’d already have ample proof of that.
(I mean, not to brag but this one time an actual lady w/boobs one time said your feet are so sexy I might be...
1 Random Things About Me
I don’t eat sandwiches that are more than say six inches long. Because I knew this guy who got a sandwich and bit into it and there was a snake inside. Not a killer cobra or whatever, just a little green garter snake there in the shredded lettuce, but still.
And I know what you’re going to say. You’re going to say: Josh, even if you ordered a cute little one-inch sandwich (do they make...