July 20, 2010
June 27, 2010
Imperial Bedrooms
So the new Bret Easton Ellis book Imperial Bedrooms is bad, but I think my least favorite part is the author's picture on the dust jacket.
This is the picture of a man who desperately needs to be punched in the face.
(For those of you who would be interested in a picture of a naked man using the book cover of Imperial Bedrooms to shield his nudity, visit my new tumblr: Naked Bookshelf--all of the cool kids have narrowly-specific tumblr feeds, and I didn't want to feel left out.)
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11:23 AM
June 20, 2010
June 10, 2010
Solitary Soldiers Keeping the Grind Alive
I didn't sleep well last night. Fortunately, this morning I stumbled onto a new guilty pleasure, the aptly named tumblr Dancing Alone to Pony. Waking up to bachelors, looking for a partner, is going to make today a pretty awesome day regardless of how I slept. So simple, and yet so awesome.
My favorite, the kitchen grinder:
My favorite, the kitchen grinder:
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8:26 AM
June 8, 2010
June 6, 2010
May 19, 2010
My Netflix Queue Is Super Gay
Get Bruce: A hilarious documentary about Bruce Vilanch
Pageant: An overrated behind-the-scenes look of "Miss Gay America"
Elaine Stritch: At Liberty: A one-woman show by bitchiest Broadway diva.
Seriously. Super-duper gay.
Pageant: An overrated behind-the-scenes look of "Miss Gay America"
Elaine Stritch: At Liberty: A one-woman show by bitchiest Broadway diva.
Seriously. Super-duper gay.
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8:43 PM
May 7, 2010
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Here lies a most ridiculous raw youth, indulging himself in the literary graces that he once vowed to eschew. Now he just rocks out.