Carles has a lot of informative, insightful words about personal branding, the death of sparks malt liquor, american apparel, etc.
i really love the powerful poems. careful, there may be naked breasts on this site. altbro.
Some of the new words you can learn about over at Word Spy:
“Don’t let me hear you say hate is your enemy. Love has practically caused me to get you destroyed. If I had hated a little more we would have had a little less trouble. When I look at my friends today, sure, you’ve got love, principals, but don’t say ‘hate is my enemy.’ What do they say? What’s those words? Hate is mine and I’ve got to fight it day and night. And what is the other, the line? Love is the only weapon? Shit. Bullshit. Martin Luther King died with love. Kennedy died talking about something he couldn’t understand, some kind of generalized love and he never even backed it up. He fucked up! Bullshit, love is the only weapon with which I’ve got to fight. I got a hell of a lot weapons to fight. I’ve got my claws. I got compasses. I got guns. I got dynamite. I got a hell of a lot to fight. I’ll fight—I will fight.” -Rev. Jim Jones.
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Hearing this, you can imagine why people followed Jones. We’re never the same person twice, though. His final speech included the pathetic line “If we can’t live in peace, then let’s die in peace,” and concluded with “Take our life from us. We laid it down. We got tired. We didn’t commit suicide, we committed an act of revolutionary suicide protesting the conditions of an inhumane world.” Jim, you should have fought. History might have remembered you better.
Renegade Soundwave used a sample from that speech. I never knew who it was until i googled “i got compasses..i got dynamite..etc”. I always loved that sample – the way he speaks is absolutely amazing. I’m not surprised to find out it was Jim Jones. I had a co-worker who posessed several cassette recordings of his speeches. I believe he requested them from the library of congress. He told me that Jim was a masterful orator. I’m sure he was.
Above is a snapshot of the forecast for tomorrow from weather dot com. Snowstorm.
There’s nothing better than white powder for your birthday. It’s pure and free. And it’s everywhere. A blizzard. Five to eight inches of joy!
I am not talking about cocaine and penises here. Alas, that was last year’s birthday party. This year we’re gonna tone down the narcotics and illicit gay sex and settle with a nice, wintry snowstorm. Time to slow down. 231 dog years, after all.
Probably not the smartest thing to kid around about sex and drugs on your wordpress site. People could get the wrong message…
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To our left is the fernlike stellar dendrite variety of snowflake, usually visible to the naked eye at 3 to 5mm. You can view lovely color photographs of 40 different types of flakes here.
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Ate the entire bag of wasabi peas for lunch yesterday. It had more than the recommended daily allowance of sodium, which is around 2500mg, i think, which is basically 1 teaspoon of pure salt. Kind of alarming on a personal level, as I estimate my average daily sodium intake around 10 times that. Keep thinking about snails. Snails and salt. That’s what’s happening to your insides, dude. It’s like that part of ‘welcome to the jungle’ when Axl goes, ‘you’re gonna dieee’. What’s the opposite of salt? Sugar? Maybe I should up the sugar intake big time today. What gets rid of salt? Is there a doctor here? Tonight I’m making a couple dozen chocolate chip cookies for the party, and there will definitely be no running before that, as we’re going to have 3 to 4 inches of rain in the next 24 hours. It’s possible that Long Island will be reclaimed by the ocean. By Friday. Fact. In the meantime here’s a quick TV ROUNDUP:
Fashionista sucked hardcore last night. They threw Ashlie off the show. Tits MgGee was thrown out last week. Tits was right, I think Ashlie was the last slightly deserving contestant. Uberwhore Megan is still hanging on. I was so sad to see Dyshaun make the cut last night. That talentless asshole is so despicable. I can totally see why Tits McGee wanted to fucking murder his ass. I did too. Johanna is incurably boring and needs to go back to the defense industry. Or get a sick drug problem to spice things up. So yeah, basically this is my favorite show now that ANTM wrapped up. I hope they all fail miserably.
My brother has better celebrity stories than I do, but me and Molly once hung out with Miss J at the wiltern christmas party. He was bored so he just chilled with us the whole time. I asked him if I had what it takes to be a model as I sucked in my stomach. He looked me up and down and didn’t say anything.
The Biggest Loser: You know what the great thing about the final 4 is? The great thing is that I’m going to get to see 3 of them LOSE. And I don’t mean the ‘good lose’ that they’re always talking about. No, I mean the LOSER LOSER YOU’RE NOT ON THE SHOW ANYMORE losing type of loss. I’m tired of all those whiny complaining idiots. Great show, by the way. Top notch. I hope they all burn in hell.
Seinfeld was on for ten years, and in those ten years they cranked out exactly 180 episodes. I saw none of them the first time around. Now, well, maybe I’ve seen 100. I’m eyeballing that Seinfeld trivia board game. Soon. The thing is that nobody’s gonna want to play that shit. That was like, ’so early 90s’, one of Molly’s favorite things to say. Seinfeld reruns air in sequential order. That is soap-opera important.
Gossip Girl: Yeah, I’m forever young and all that, but I’ll never be a 13 year old girl. Nothing to say about that shit. Same goes for the new 90210.
House: Yawn. Lameness. Sorry, I was busy flossing my teeth the whole time. I give Hugh Laurie credit for hiding his british accent. Like the brit that played McNulty from The Wire, except better? Obscure trivia fact about Hugh: He was on 1 episode of ‘The Young Ones’ back in like 1982. Give me that show anytime. All ten episodes. Loved that show. Saw all the reruns on MTV in the 80s. I was negative 38 years old.
Prison Break: Several years ago when I was living in Los Angeles I was paid 120 bucks to sit and watch the pilot for this show in one of those focus group things. They should have paid me more for my suffering. I hated it then and thought for sure that it would never see the light of day. I was wrong. Still hate it, though.
Kath and Kim: It’s totally 2 and a half men syndrome. I can tolerate the actors but the writing is like grade A dogshit. Are Larry David and Company the only people in the business who know how to construct a decent thirty minute sitcom? Apparently so..
The Office: Jumped the Shark. Still watching it, though.
30 Rock: see: the definition of OVERRATED. Big deal you’re the funniest show on tv or whatever you think. Look at your competition! I’m going to have an archery contest with a bunch of blind people. Oh, and did I mention it’s NOT THAT FUNNY?
High sodium levels equal high blood pressure. Need to breathe…
James Frey interned for Gawker this morning, for shits and giggles. Sheila had this to say:
“…I received a one-line e-mail from somebody calling himself James Frey. “I’ll come intern for a day,” it read. He thought it would be interesting to intern for people who “hated” him (a strong word!) and was especially eager to do menial tasks…. He has written books such as A Million Little Pieces, Bright Shiny Morning, and once he went on Oprah and she yelled at him! “
One of the photos they are using was shot by Terry Richardson, so I asked James what it was like working with him. He responded! See above picture.
The guy’s got a sense of humor. That’s cool
James Frey Answers Your Gawker Internship Questions
*my gawker avatar is robert hays as ted stryker. what a pisser.
