February 2009
My dad wants you to know how fucked we've become
Here’s a list of taxes my pop sent me this morning during his typical email forward moment of the morning. He said none of these taxes existed 100 years ago and I better start saving my money because new ones pop up all the time. My pops speaks the truf! Accounts Receivable Tax Building Permit Tax CDL license Tax Cigarette Tax Corporate Income Tax Dog License Tax Excise Taxes Federal...
Just let me gloat for a hot second
In the last 2 weeks, I’ve been called “fancy feet” and “fashion forward” numerous times. This bitch can dance and dress, yes I can.
Alllllright, back to talking shit. FUCK YOU BARNEY FRANK, WHAT
2.5 hours of sleep... TOTALLY worth last night....
(via skps)
UM YES
So last night was extraordinarily fun for me because #1. I got to see some of my favorite people in the world and #2. I got to dance my white ass off.
Lowlights: horrible laptop DJs, expensive drinks ($61 bar tabs are better than $100 but STILL *although I am proof that tipping well helps your cheesy bartender with the silly hair remember you*), bad fashion, hairy dudes,...
“Always the same for me. Break up, break down. Drink up, fool around. Meet one...”
– 2 Days In Paris
this is the 3 time this week someone in my house has sat down to watch this movie. (via shirtdress)
ART IN REVIEW; Jenny Holzer -- 'Protect Me From...
In the late 1970’s, Jenny Holzer saw the future, and it had writing on it. Along with language-oriented artists in a range of art mediums — among them Jean-Michel Basquiat, Barbara Kruger, Louise Lawler and Christopher Wool — she concluded that signage was the way to go. Ms. Holzer, in particular, favored immediate communication and broad distribution, which for her came down to...
Jenny Holzer Truisms: Part 2
a strong sense of duty imprisons you
absolute submission can be a form of freedom
abstraction is a type of decadence
abuse of power comes as no surprise
action causes more trouble than thought
alienation produces eccentrics or revolutionaries
all things are delicately interconnected
ambition is just as dangerous as complacency
ambivalence can ruin your life
an elite is inevitable
Vogue Gangstas; Panda Car
Ingrid: BTW Nicole, if Vogue had a gangsta realm you'd totally be it. And me, innocent? More like restricting my natural instincts that tend to get me braceleted by mustaches in the panda car.
Me: OMFG Ingrid if I had a wiener you'd be giving it a boner right now.
*about a picture on Facebook from Gold Fox tagging me as "the gangsta" and Ingrid as "the innocent one"
Mensa Invitational Winners
Here are the winners of this year’s Washington Post’s Mensa Invitational which once again asked readers to take any word from the dictionary, alter it by adding, subtracting, or changing one letter, and supply a new definition:
1. Cashtration (n.): The act of buying a house, which
renders the subject financially impotent for an indefinite period of time.
2. Ignoranus: A person...
Horizon Completed
With the sort of lingering apathy afforded to all women, I catalogued my lovers and with my fingertips and memories they arose from the dead, like Lazarus from his tomb. Are breaths and the oily traces left from fingerprints enough to imprint the ether with something secondary, something left to chance or worse…fate? Pushing aside the velvet curtain of memory, the fog crept in on que, stage...
Horizon →
