Saturday, March 31, 2007

Some of my FavoUrites




































Best. Food. Ever.

So, just got back from France. The city never ceases to amaze me. My God, from the scenes ranging from avant-garde fashion movements to the art-inspired food presentations, from the diverse people to the immigrant riots, I always get a new experience, which is why I am proud to call Paris my second home. Here's some photos of the edible splendor:

- Handmade ice creams and sorbets (pistachio, vanilla, fudge, mango, coconut) -



- Roasted Duck (for 7 hours) with cold fois gras that melted over the duck and potatoessss -



- Some of the local eau -



- Homemade bread on a skewer -



- Spices in the market -



- Molleux (courtesy of Hotel du Nord) -



- Duck confit -



- Falafel in the Jewish district (best ever, just ask Lenny Kravitz... seriously) -



- Handmade churros in the market, better than Mexico -



- Best steak I've ever consumed -



- Le Zinc tags their plates uppp -



- And bangs it out the park with the antipasto -



- Candies -



- Tiramisu in a glass cup -



AND I lost weight! Putain! J'aime Paris bcp...

Wednesday, March 14, 2007

Clockin out early

Friday marks the end of finals. 11 weeks until I am a real man, what's up with 22 years of school?
Saturday marks St. Patty's day and a 14 hour work day, in which I will bartend to 90 year olds.
Sunday, I leave for Paris. I leave at 7 am.

I'm clocking out early, see you in 2 weeks.

I'll be doin more of this:











Peace. Hidebehindyourcross

Tuesday, March 13, 2007

Two fish are in a tank

One looks at the other and says, "You know how to drive this thing?"

IF

you're American when you walk in the bathroom, and

an Amerikkkan when you walk out...

what are you while you're IN the john?

-----

European

Monday, March 12, 2007

Cindy Sherman



When I was in Paris this summer, I saw a Cindy Sherman exhibit at l'Orangerie. She revolutionized the idea of film as art. Ch-ch-check her out, she does all self-portraits.

Typed in "Bush dead" and this is what I got

It's Bush's portrait comprised of the faces of dead soldiers.

Let's ride or die on this fucker, America.

Case of the Mondays - help me cuz I can't help myself

Almost done with 1 final. Wooo.
Today marks the first official day of the "tone up or get shown' up" challenge.
Please make sure that I refrain from:
Excessive alcohol
White carbs
Trans fats
Carbs in general, minus my fiberrrrr
Cookies
Snacking
Eating out
Lacadaisiality
Sleeping in
and celibacy

Thanks.

Retroin' it up



Thank God, Grant has the old Nickelodeon on OnDemand. Finals are going slow.

Sunday, March 11, 2007

Big L - The Archives 1996-2000


Pretty sure this needs to be in your musical media collection.

Friday, March 09, 2007

Fuck snitches

You all know who you few are, you bloody fucking cunts. I'm gonna be watching, praying on your downfall... Probably not. Combined, you're all not worth more than the brown stain in a Las Margaritas bathroom. That's saying a whole lot. Justice is, justice served.

It's the start of finals week

For the next 7 days, I will be pretty freakin' scarce.
Careful, we English majors can make you live in infamy with the flick of a pen if you get on our bad side. Just ask Buck Mulligan.

Wednesday, March 07, 2007

Why I do what I do

Because I do what I want! You wanna hate someone? Hate someone who hates you back:

Funk Bush!

Screw neocolonial femininity

and all its cohorts. Everyone is always out to stab eachother in the face, behind their back of course. We should totally bring back the "in your face" approach to dealing with subversive socio-political structures. Who's with me?

Why can't wars be like this?

Jin vs. Verse

Tuesday, March 06, 2007

Back then hoes didn't want me...

I like to think that the revolutionary diet that I went on about 2 years ago changed my life for the better. To all my friends: thanks for the support, and keepin' the hardcore bulemia on the low!

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Monday, March 05, 2007

Kile's and my top 10 "We Hope You Get Thrown from a Helicopter, Screaming" list

10. Hugh Hefner. "He will get married to that bitch. She's going to give him a heart attack. They will be fucking like bunnies, and frankly he isn't any Doc Johnson." - Kile

9. George W. Bush. How can he not?

8. Peter O'Toole. Fuck Agammemnon. Troy is a gay name anyways. I knew a Troy once. He was about as cool as Pat Buchanan. Google "Pat Buchanan" in images.

7. George Bush, Sr. Wait, roaches don't die. Fuck, Kile we wasted a #.

6. Horatio Sans. "He's bound to go Farley on us." - Abe

5. Lindsay Lohan + Hilary Duff. Jealous of Britney's recent fame in the headlines, these two will try and speed up their repsective atomic clocks to finally do something before their predecessor. Both will fail. Plus, with all that coke and alcohol you're bound to share a shallow grave with #6, bitches.

4. Michael Jackson. Judgment day is comin' for the former king of pop. He's as guilty as OJ. Katt Williams said it best: "What do you want in your house if you're tryin to lure some little white kids?: A petting zoo and a fucking amusement park."

3. Michael Richards. All that glitters is not gold, Mikey. Every good thing must come to an end, we know you didn't mean it old buddy.

2. Courtney Love. Let's all be real.

1. Britney Spears. If it's not 75 this year, it's 74 next year. Either way, I'm getting drunk.

Get it over with already, and give Nigel his 75 pts you hairless bitch

From www.newsoftheworld.co.uk:



"CRAZED Britney Spears tried to HANG herself with a bedsheet before pleading with her estranged husband to give her another baby, we can reveal." (March 05, 2007)

Two things:

One. Fuck Britney Spears. For real. Hang that batt-winged poonanny up and call it quits.

Two. So Nigel, our bartender/spiritual guide at the Three Lions Pub in Redmond, has this "Death Pool" game that he has us in on. The object is to choose 10 celebs that you think will kick the bucket within the timeframe of 1 year (Jan 01 - Dec 31). The point system is simple: subtract the recently deceased's age from 100, and that's your point gain. Brit, being 25 y/o, would then yield a 75 pt. gain for your annual total points earned. Sadistic, but hilarious.