This Man Checked Me Out

Or I think he was. While having a drink a couple tables from Josh Hartnett at Delmanos, I could have sworn he was shooting "who's that lady?" eyes at me. The only reason why I don't know for certain is because I'M BLIND! I'm so freakin blind. The whole world is a blur to me. That's why this Thursday I will be having corrective surgery. I will have lasers shot into my eyes. No more walking past waving acquaintances. No more driving past the home I grew up in. No more missing eye contact with hot washed up movie stars. Free at last...thank god all mighty free at last.

Three Minutes of Adorable You Won't Soon Forget...

MARCEL THE SHELL WITH SHOES ON from Dean Fleischer-Camp on Vimeo.

Welcome Friends and Family...ONLY

So, I created this blog two years ago as a way to share the garbage in my brain to friends and family alike. But I'm currently trying to obtain two things (job and a boyfriend) and find that the blog is essentially sharing way too much info with people I'd like to actually get to know : ) So I had two options...get rid of the blog or make it inaccessible.

If you're reading this, I accepted your request to keep reading my brain garbage. Enjoy.

Watch This Little Girl Rock Out

I love the look in her eye. It screams "You're a failure that you can't do this. A poor useless failure!" Seriously, its borderline creepy halfway through when she starts hypontize with her super-talent eyes. That rhymes. At the 2:28 mark, girl gets all out feisty.

Lock Up Your Wives!

Why Are We Still Singing About Da Club?

Every decade has it's call to action music. Music indicative of what the hell was going on. So why are they still writing songs about the club? Flor Rida just dropped his new single The Club Can't Handle Me. Hello! We're in a recession. Every state has its own oil spill. Mel Gibson has lost his mind and not one song out there is saying "shit's gotta stop". No, it's some jack ass singing "I'm poppin bottles in the club with Paris Hilton" in auto-tune. This isn't getting old yet? I'm going to chalk it up to the fact that 2010 isn't over. Maybe in 2011 a songwriter will mention war or something else that needs to come to an end...like Miley Cyrus movies.

Easy Peasy

Put A Stamp On It

I just renewed my passport and I can hardly bare to open it. Every passport has the standard three first pages of legal travel jargon. After that you typically find a booklet of various boxes inviting stamps from all over the world. Not the new ones. Your next passport is going to be a smattering of images of romanticized America. Just to name a few; bald eagles looking off in the distance, railroad trains from the 20's, Mount Rushmore and (my personal favorite) a bear wrestling a fish next to a totem pole. This is essentially what happens when the USA gives your passport a tongue bath. Where are the images of people collecting unemployment checks, meth lab trailers darting a country landscape and oil sludge covered ocean water? You know, American stuff.

Double Rainbow and Triple Crazy

Everyone knows you should be with a group of friends when you do shrooms on a camping trip so this video is testament to how you shouldn't fly without a copilot.

Have you ever laughed hysterically while someone was crying? Here's your chance...

I Bit The Bullet and Bought An Air Conditioner So I Could Fight This Mother Fucker Who's Currently Blowing Through NYC

I'm not a fan of the ugly loud box you stick in your window and have managed to get by for quite some time without one but alas, in this current heatwave, I don't have much of a choice. After two sleepless nights laying next to a fan that was blowing hot air on me, I have finally bought an ac unit. You can now welcome me to the 21st century.