Some days, my job makes me wonder why I am not an ax-murderer. Today is one of those days.
Who's got the hatchet? I need to borrow it.
'Selfless'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Some days, my job makes me wonder why I am not an ax-murderer. Today is one of those days.
Who's got the hatchet? I need to borrow it.
Someone at work was just raving about him
Rave on, brothers and sisters!
Happy belated birthday, Allyson!
Raving in a good way?
Yep. He said some editor from the 33 and a third series was doing a reading at Vroman's in Pasadena this weekend, and then started raving about the Bubblegum Pop book and something about an Elephant but then i didn't know what he was talking about.
custom car shit is just so not my thing
But how can you not delight in the sheer joy that swallows your soul when you find yourself collapsed in hysterics on the floor after a irridescent-glitter-purple-and-green ford festiva drives by, tricked-out with purple neon lit underbelly, silver accents on all the fixtures, hydraulic shocks that allow it to do full body rotation, spinning rims and a sound system that causes the headlights to dim with each thump of the bass?
I loved driving the strip, just to point and laugh at the cars in the Gibson's/Kmart lots.... (take out the hydraulic shocks, and I've seen this car. Tears streaming down my face.)
Who's got the hatchet? I need to borrow it.
Would UPS or FedEx be more convenient?
Nuh uh...you get a junkie in the next jurisdiction over with a clean record to buy your ax...then you use it and they never connect it with you.(/Pelecanos likes carrots.) Straw purchase. Sometimes I fear my life is preparing me for life as a not-citizen.ETA: World's first cripspoitation flick?
Trudy, you can call me whenever. I was in Red Lobster just two Saturdays ago and I thought of you. Unfortunately, the Red Lobster made me horribly sick. So that was sad. I'm just now coming out of it.
I watched a marathon of Week of Dressing Dangerously yesterday and was quite entertained. I just thought of it because of the neon car conversation. Because one of the men had to dress like a pimp one day (white suit, white fur coat, pimp stick, double diamond bling earrings) and it was very, very funny. Even funnier because fashion woman said that this was meant to represent "successful" and I thought, "In what universe is pimp-wear the image of the successful man?"
Blah. My salad is unsatisfactory. Stupid Monday.
Ha! [link]
Director man: Excuse me, we're trying to shoot this scene, please move out of the way.
Chick: Excuse me? I'm trying to catch a motherfucking train. I think you can film a movie some other damn place, but I'm trying to catch a motherfucking train and this is where they keep them: in Grand fucking Central.
--Grand Central
Totally what I think when asshole PAs try to "direct" me on my way to work.
bwah...