Monday, January 19, 2009
Thursday, January 15, 2009
Animal Collective, "My Girls"!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I HAVE SEEN THE TOP OF THE MOUNTAIN AND I CANNOT GET ANY HIGHER. Jesus Christ, kids! Bliss in my headphones! This gets me excited, super sexually excited in a way you will never understand, and also convinces me I'm 6 years old, wearing a flowery dress, and running through a field of some sort after just having dropped L. Gotdayum Baltimore!
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Ear candy
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Animal Collective - "Summertime Clothes"
And I want to walk around with you/just you.
Charm Cit-aaaay, thank you times a hundred for this group of humans and the sounds they make.
Charm Cit-aaaay, thank you times a hundred for this group of humans and the sounds they make.
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Ear candy
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Monday, January 12, 2009
At the age of 19, heard the scene
a lot of MCs that do not come clean!
Main Ingredient, "Magic Shoes"
Saturday, January 3, 2009
You Live At Home With Your Mom

and you'll be seeing me at the El Rey on Feb. 27. (Doctors Dooom and Octagon, respectfully).
I am getting laced because a certain male human would like to have intercourse with me, which is one small perk of womanhood.
Labels:
I like the rap music
Friday, January 2, 2009
"There's numerous ways you could choose to earn funds"
Saturday, December 27, 2008
Sunday, December 21, 2008
Merry Christmas, baby brother
Monday, December 15, 2008
Sunday, December 14, 2008
Swagger Jack! Code Red!!
ASHER ROTH IS A PROBLEM FOR ME.


Ash, I liked you the first time I heard your suburban steez, when you were on my television and your name was John Brown. One of you in the universe is plenty so umm, please see yourself out. It's not fresh and/or irreverent cuz you know I seen a hundred you's at the Short Stop. You are an archetype within every major metropolitan area, including this one. There's 2 or 3 of you whenever I walk down Fairfax, and at least 6 of you whenever I go out to an establishment where alcoholic beverages are served. You normally go out with your boys on Friday, but for some reason you're there on a Tuesday and you come up to me when I'm at the bar and look at my frame and I tell you I have a boyfriend even though I really do not just so you will please stop. (Oh, also, I don't have a cell phone. And ummm...I'm just visiting from out of town). You're so psyched on your pants & shoes & bachelor's degree & smirk. Good job buddy, you found Undefeated and you know all the words to "Tried By Twelve."

Ash, I liked you the first time I heard your suburban steez, when you were on my television and your name was John Brown. One of you in the universe is plenty so umm, please see yourself out. It's not fresh and/or irreverent cuz you know I seen a hundred you's at the Short Stop. You are an archetype within every major metropolitan area, including this one. There's 2 or 3 of you whenever I walk down Fairfax, and at least 6 of you whenever I go out to an establishment where alcoholic beverages are served. You normally go out with your boys on Friday, but for some reason you're there on a Tuesday and you come up to me when I'm at the bar and look at my frame and I tell you I have a boyfriend even though I really do not just so you will please stop. (Oh, also, I don't have a cell phone. And ummm...I'm just visiting from out of town). You're so psyched on your pants & shoes & bachelor's degree & smirk. Good job buddy, you found Undefeated and you know all the words to "Tried By Twelve."
Fall back, Morrisville. You know what, I loved college too--mostly cuz you weren't there with me.
For some reason I find this human next-levels-of-next-level annoying, like he personally borrowed my Portishead at Roseland vinyl and never returned it.
And Steve Rifkind, you should be ashamed of yourself, sir.
Saturday, December 6, 2008
Clinton Sparks ft. Pharrell & The Clipse - "Still Got It 4 Cheap"
Goddammit if I don't LOVE some COKE RAPS
and those spare, icy beats
made by Pharrell's handsome, annoying ass.
The knocking-ness of this is undeniable. OMG, aural sex yet AGAINNNN.
Come tip me at Body Tap; I go on when the DJ puts this on.
and those spare, icy beats
made by Pharrell's handsome, annoying ass.
The knocking-ness of this is undeniable. OMG, aural sex yet AGAINNNN.
Come tip me at Body Tap; I go on when the DJ puts this on.
Labels:
Ear candy,
I like the rap music
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
Friday, November 21, 2008
Oh Word?
A lil etymology never hurt nobody. Today's word: PARIAH!
"In prehistorical times much of southern India was occupied, apparently, by a black-skinned race of primitive people (sorry--the book is from 1950). Some time after the Aryan invasion, which may have been as early as 2000 B.C., these people were subjugated and forced into menial positions. Gradually, after the caste system was introduced, they became separated into different lowly classes. Among these people was one class known as Pariah, which, from the name, indicates that at one time they were the hereditary beaters of the drum (parai) at various festivals. Eventually they became agricultural laborers and, among the British, household servants. They are not the lowest caste, but are regarded by the Brahmans as "untouchable." Among the British, therefore, pariah became a general term for anyone of low caste, but especially for the lowest of the low, or for those of no caste at all. Hence, although the application is not strictly correct, any person (or animal) who is an outcast among his kind has become known as a pariah."
"In prehistorical times much of southern India was occupied, apparently, by a black-skinned race of primitive people (sorry--the book is from 1950). Some time after the Aryan invasion, which may have been as early as 2000 B.C., these people were subjugated and forced into menial positions. Gradually, after the caste system was introduced, they became separated into different lowly classes. Among these people was one class known as Pariah, which, from the name, indicates that at one time they were the hereditary beaters of the drum (parai) at various festivals. Eventually they became agricultural laborers and, among the British, household servants. They are not the lowest caste, but are regarded by the Brahmans as "untouchable." Among the British, therefore, pariah became a general term for anyone of low caste, but especially for the lowest of the low, or for those of no caste at all. Hence, although the application is not strictly correct, any person (or animal) who is an outcast among his kind has become known as a pariah."
- Thereby Hangs a Tale (1950), by Charles Earle Funk
Labels:
Nerd game proper
Sunday, November 16, 2008
Friday, November 7, 2008
Rum I love you but you're bad and you often hurt me
I am hung over but this kinda makes it all better.
Labels:
Ear candy
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
Friday, October 31, 2008
Thursday, October 30, 2008
Thank you, baby brother
"The motor city's burnin" - John Lee Hooker.
Curtis Cross & Royce (175.26 cm). From the 3:30 point onward, let's just stop, listen, and admire...
Curtis Cross & Royce (175.26 cm). From the 3:30 point onward, let's just stop, listen, and admire...
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