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Archive for September, 2008
Sarah Palin may be an “expert” on Russia, but Dan Quayle remains the unquestioned master of Pacific diplomacy…
This plan for “greening” Treasure Island is great and all:
But seriously… Where did *this* plan get derailed?
Incidentally however, I’m unclear on why the designers of this 2nd project felt that the one neighborhood San Francisco could use more of was the Outer Sunset. Furthermore, there is no way in fuck that Marin residents would have allowed a bridge to be built connecting all those fucking potential proles to their county. Sorry povs, you gotta go around the long way.
i found this image called collagen mask.jpg on my computer, but i can’t remember where it’s downloaded from
“The government becomes essentially, one of the largest, or the largest homeowner in the country,” said Stanford Group Company analyst Anne Mathias. “When you joke about your mortgage and you say, ‘Well, I don’t own my house, the bank owns my house.’ Well, now, you don’t own your house but the government owns your house.” (ABC News)
Did McCain really just suggest that he would love to catch & eat some fish that are swimming around the base of an oil rig?
Uhhh…. SIMPSONS DID IT!!
Which of these modified Kool-Aid Mans is the most off-putting?
Wrong Color?
Upside down mouth?
All mixed up?
Well at least George Saunders is still alive
Published September 17th, 2008 in Uncategorized. 0 CommentsAnd I quote:
Now, let us discuss the Élites. There are two kinds of folks: Élites and Regulars. Why people love Sarah Palin is, she is a Regular. That is also why they love me. She did not go to some Élite Ivy League college, which I also did not. Her and me, actually, did not go to the very same Ivy League school. Although she is younger than me, so therefore she didn’t go there slightly earlier than I didn’t go there. But, had I been younger, we possibly could have not graduated in the exact same class. That would have been fun. Sarah Palin is hot. Hot for a politician. Or someone you just see in a store. But, happily, I did not go to college at all, having not finished high school, due to I killed a man. But had I gone to college, trust me, it would not have been some Ivy League Élite-breeding factory but, rather, a community college in danger of losing its accreditation, built right on a fault zone, riddled with asbestos, and also, the crack-addicted professors are all dyslexic.
From “My Gal” in some Élite east-coast magazine…
Shut up I am dreaming of places where lovers have interactive agencies
Published September 16th, 2008 in Uncategorized. 0 CommentsSo yeah I totally had this dream at 5 AM today that I was in a generic conference room someplace and I was being introduced to this thirty-something pair of marketing consultants. I think they were supposed to be married to each other, but I’m not 100% certain. (Was I thinking of this maybe?) Anyway, the guy had this ridiculous soul-patch and looked more suited to playing bass in a band called “The Ugly Bumpers” than hashing out the fine points of media strategy, but (to paraphrase Robert Towne) “…whatever dude, it’s San Francisco.”
At any rate, the woman did all the talking, and after a brief & impassioned introduction about “routines” and “user stories” she started in on this (looooong) half-baked pitch for ad-supported video games, throughout which I was thinking to myself “shutupshutupshutupshutup!!!” and wondering if I could excuse myself and go get a cup of coffee. Finally I couldn’t bear up under the mental weight of it all & woke up, which if you think about it is probably the exact right thing to do in those circumstances but unfortunately it only works if you’re actually dreaming.
