Archive for December, 2001

I enjoy Peter Stemmler. Sometimes he does portraits of famous people… other times it’s just naked ppl… curiously- usually chicks… but we also like Krispy Kreme.
Check out the freakin’ Soap Machine. So funny (and NOT office- friendly- be warned)!
Actually.. come to think of it, there are a LOT of naked cartoon women [...]

Oh Plastic, you so crazy. Talkin’ about the tunes. The Strokes, Peaches, Von Bondies, etc…

OH SHIT. I JUST REALIZED. I’M SEEING THE STROKES TOMORROW.
“Yeah, we knew that… duh,” you say?
Yeah, I knew that too.. but somehow it didn’t connect that I might actually want to take photos at the concert. Where is camera? Oh yeah, that would be home, I guess.
How many times has it [...]

Have gone off deep end of 30-something British relationship hysteria media pool (although not there yet). Bridget Jones’s Diary and currently reading About A Boy by Nick Hornby. Will watch A Clockwork Orange later (thanks Michelle!) to get out of Anglophilia funk. Will watch Sliding Doors after to get back into it.
Oh [...]

Words of drunk wisdom from Bob Pollard, courtesy of Newsday.
Sorry for lack of updates. For some reason I don’t have as much time when I’m home.
I did watch Rebel Without A Cause last night… and I think I’m in love w/ Jimmy Dean. He was so brilliant.

I was going through some really old magazines from 1999 and found this picture of Michael Pitt in some play at NYTW called The Trestle at Pope Lick Creek

I PASSED FRENCH. THIS IS THE HAPPIEST CHRISTMAS EVER!

Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even an Alt-country drunk…

MERRY CHRISTMAS

In the thinking corner this morning… as the New Year approaches, many of us start to think about our New Year’s Resolutions. With this in mind, I think it’s appropriate to bring up something that has recently come to my attention. As part of an on-going series on pretention, let’s examine this phenomenon [...]

I was doing random searches, and found an archived Yeah Yeah Yeahs show… and hey- it was one that I was at! No one tells me that my whoops and howls are being recorded. $10 to anyone who can identify my yelling. Forget what The Hives want you to believe… The Yeah [...]