Speaking of getting pooped on, this goes out to the two rotund Washington blondes having a gabfest at a snails pace and blocking the entire width of the staircase at King Street station as the sign flashed "1 Minute to Departure".
A squirrel took a shit on me while I was walking down Union just west of Broadway about two weeks ago. The worst part is that I found more of the shit on my jacket a week later and I had been wearing it every day...
i tried bidding on the Party Crasher strangercrombie thing at 50 bucks, then didn't want to sign onto ebay, and now 6 hours latr, i'm two snifters in the bag without a care in the world, aside from attending our local Hanukkah service. Slog readers/posters, STAT, will they accept me with loving holiday cheer?
sometimes needs and wants are confused, but i really don't need to act like funny azzwhole borat, nor want to, just visit, pray and check the suspicious reception, if and only if any
Lindy, you have been chosen to be the torchbearer for seagulls in the next Seafair parade. Treat this honor with the gravity it deserves, for heaven's sake!
What is the Game Plan?
I only see an Angels and Demons review with the line "The only people who might possibly justify being mad about this movie are (1) nobody, because who cares; (2) poop, because it deserves better; and (3) Tom Hanks's wigmaker, because apparently she was murdered and"...on and on.
I think it was Lindy who posted a "who cares!" about the Tiger Woods fiasco. I feel the same way. All the People magazines are over it like flies on poop. It's like the media's obsession with Glenn Beck. These rock star athletes/propagandists are bozos! and the attention on them seems to be because the critics have little better to write about. It's absurd. So much in life is more enriching. And seriously, this Game Plan stuff is eluding me, probably for the better.
Speaking of getting pooped on, this goes out to the two rotund Washington blondes having a gabfest at a snails pace and blocking the entire width of the staircase at King Street station as the sign flashed "1 Minute to Departure".
MOO0000-VVVVV-E
GIT OUT DA WAY
GIT OUT DA WAY
"lindy west" poop
i tried bidding on the Party Crasher strangercrombie thing at 50 bucks, then didn't want to sign onto ebay, and now 6 hours latr, i'm two snifters in the bag without a care in the world, aside from attending our local Hanukkah service. Slog readers/posters, STAT, will they accept me with loving holiday cheer?
I only see an Angels and Demons review with the line "The only people who might possibly justify being mad about this movie are (1) nobody, because who cares; (2) poop, because it deserves better; and (3) Tom Hanks's wigmaker, because apparently she was murdered and"...on and on.
I think it was Lindy who posted a "who cares!" about the Tiger Woods fiasco. I feel the same way. All the People magazines are over it like flies on poop. It's like the media's obsession with Glenn Beck. These rock star athletes/propagandists are bozos! and the attention on them seems to be because the critics have little better to write about. It's absurd. So much in life is more enriching. And seriously, this Game Plan stuff is eluding me, probably for the better.