the devil's advocate is playing god again.
6.29.2009
6.27.2009
6.26.2009
6.23.2009
really, journalists and bloggers? really?
There are so many hilarious dry puns to be made about this whole Perez Hilton/BEP beatdown, and yet? I've seen NOTHING!
My offerings?
"Boom Boom POW: BEP smash single hits home for Perez Hilton!"
"Perez gets a black eye from the Peas!"
"Perez to BEP: 'Where is the love?'"
That shit writes itself!
Come on guys, kick it into high gear.
My offerings?
"Boom Boom POW: BEP smash single hits home for Perez Hilton!"
"Perez gets a black eye from the Peas!"
"Perez to BEP: 'Where is the love?'"
That shit writes itself!
Come on guys, kick it into high gear.
6.19.2009
mystic lady
Baby mystic lady you do own my night put my dogs to fright yea yea yea yea yea riding sliding sorceress in your dungarees got me on my knees the people in your life are cruel keep on riding that hard road the lovers in your life are few keep on riding that hard road pleasant crescent moon fills my heart with pain fills my toes with rain oh bobby you're a hobby with the learned ones like a setting sun
6.15.2009
meet the author//subways.
this is not a sober face.
people are fragile, desperate, glued-together, sweating, sleeping, living beings clamouring to find their place, always lost and wandering, generating electricity and heat and making each other's arm hairs stand up on end. nubile, nervous, awkward and sexual. i lose my breath when i remember the way certain people used to make me feel and i love that no one can ever take those memories from me. i sigh with relief thinking about the way some of the creatures in my life tickle me right on my bones every day without thinking, without reason.
we are walking our paths, every day, crossing the paths of our neighbours and our future lovers and our distant pasts and our parents' parents, giving each other shivers and passing tiny electrical currents back and forth like ping pong.
people are fragile, desperate, glued-together, sweating, sleeping, living beings clamouring to find their place, always lost and wandering, generating electricity and heat and making each other's arm hairs stand up on end. nubile, nervous, awkward and sexual. i lose my breath when i remember the way certain people used to make me feel and i love that no one can ever take those memories from me. i sigh with relief thinking about the way some of the creatures in my life tickle me right on my bones every day without thinking, without reason.
we are walking our paths, every day, crossing the paths of our neighbours and our future lovers and our distant pasts and our parents' parents, giving each other shivers and passing tiny electrical currents back and forth like ping pong.
6.14.2009
6.13.2009
Lin's TITS GUACAMOLE
make your own TITS GUACAMOLE:
- 2 full, ripe avocadoes
- 1/2 large hot house tomato, chopped into 3/4 cm chunks
- 1 clove of garlic, finely chopped
- 2 tbsps sweet onion, chopped however you like it (I use very fine chunks, 'cause I hate onion!)
- juice of 1/2 a large lime (pull some of the pulp out in wisps and add it as well)
- 1 1/4 tsp salt
- 1/2 tsp black pepper
- 1/2 tsp cilantro
1. Mash the first four ingredients together until mildly chunkayyy, and then dump everything else in and mix it up a bunch more.
2. Eat with something delicious, like black tortilla chips.
3. "This shit is tits!" - Biff Young
- 2 full, ripe avocadoes
- 1/2 large hot house tomato, chopped into 3/4 cm chunks
- 1 clove of garlic, finely chopped
- 2 tbsps sweet onion, chopped however you like it (I use very fine chunks, 'cause I hate onion!)
- juice of 1/2 a large lime (pull some of the pulp out in wisps and add it as well)
- 1 1/4 tsp salt
- 1/2 tsp black pepper
- 1/2 tsp cilantro
1. Mash the first four ingredients together until mildly chunkayyy, and then dump everything else in and mix it up a bunch more.
2. Eat with something delicious, like black tortilla chips.
3. "This shit is tits!" - Biff Young
6.07.2009
6.06.2009
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