Friday, February 20, 2009

work of art


skeeter was NOT black

I enjoy the digital age that we live in. Podcasts are contrived, and will soon be replaced (like the age of the laser disc) but I'm enjoying them while they are around.

NPR has a host of great podcasts. There are oodles of useless facts that you can pick up from "Wait, wait, wait..." and "Things you missed in history class." And of course there are the music oriented Podcasts. Music-casts tend to be boring mixes of songs you've heard well enough. Why sit around and listen to someone else put together songs that you kinda like?

One such music cast is actually pretty entertaining, Mixtapeshow.


Its nice to hear people speak eloquently about nonsensical topics. The disconnect between pertinent and pedantic always tickles me. I find myself bobbing my head in my office. Sometimes to hackneyed hiphop rhythms, sometimes in agreement with inapropos logic. But this last episode is all wrong.



Skeeter was not black. He was Asian.
















I'm not saying this because of some sort of home team jingoist shit. The facts stand alone. Lemme chop it up:

1. He was definitely a minority. The color of his skin is clear indication. Skeeter is blue (race is in question). Mr. Dink was purple-- he was definitely a jew (kinky hair, weirdly spaced teeth, and the inexplicably thick hymie accent).

2. Dude dresses like a chump, that's not black, but it is "recent immigrant-y." Now we all know that brothas love the loud colors but don't be fooled. Asians were all about it too. Remember wearing bright ass Nautical Fleeces, and rolling the sleeves up? Yeah, you do.

3. Homie Loves weird ass food. Refer to the episode where they eat dinner at the Valentine pad, and Doug gets sick cuz the food is weird. I only remember the episode because it spoke to me so profoundly. That's why I don't invite white people to my crib, I make those fools wait outside. It's just easier that way.

So if you break it down, Skeeter was some sort of Asian. I'd say most likely he was Indian or Paki. And if you listen to his voice, he kinda sounds like that Indian kid that lived down the street from me. You know the one, he lived by you too.

Thursday, February 19, 2009














WTF.

Should we really be surprised? We all know its the girl's fault for being such a whore. She looks like a the love child of:









AND


At any rate. Good work little buddy. You hit it, and you hit it good.

fallout makes japanese ppl crazy (pt 2.)

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noun, verb, -tured, -tur⋅ing.
–noun
1. the quality in a person or society that arises from a concern for what is regarded as excellent in arts, letters, manners, scholarly pursuits, etc.
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3. a particular form or stage of civilization, as that of a certain nation or period: Greek culture.
4. development or improvement of the mind by education or training.
5. the behaviors and beliefs characteristic of a particular social, ethnic, or age group: the youth culture; the drug culture.
6. Anthropology. the sum total of ways of living built up by a group of human beings and transmitted from one generation to another.
7. Biology.
a. the cultivation of microorganisms, as bacteria, or of tissues, for scientific study, medicinal use, etc.
b. the product or growth resulting from such cultivation.
8. the act or practice of cultivating the soil; tillage.
9. the raising of plants or animals, esp. with a view to their improvement.
10. the product or growth resulting from such cultivation.
–verb (used with object)
11. to subject to culture; cultivate.
12. Biology.
a. to grow (microorganisms, tissues, etc.) in or on a controlled or defined medium.
b. to introduce (living material) into a culture medium.
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I think we over use the word.

Monday, February 16, 2009

face lift



My, how quickly we age. I'm pretty sure I was 6 years old when this show first aired. Jeebus.

Model falls, tears rolling.

There is something decidedly funny about watching professionals suck at their one and only vocation. But some how my heart empathizes for this young bird. Possibly because she's the only living example of what Mr. Mos Def describes as a female with "an ass so fat/ you could see it from the front." Or the fact that this photo set some how excites me and disgusts me all at the same time.

My penis is confused.

Thursday, February 12, 2009

i hate babies... but this one is okay.















I found out today that the tax man got me.  Someone explain how I could possibly owe more to the IRS (an agency that is not constitutional).  I'm so fuckin angry about it.  Apparently, being single, without property and kids means you have to pay for other fucking babies like these bloodsuckers.


With that said.  baby!
I like this one.  I might even by her gifts and give her compliments when she's old enough.

hire this man.

I have had the pleasure of meeting some really talented people in the past couple of decades. I'm a big fan of young, undiscovered talent. I am not, however, a fan of minorities. So I'm a bit torn when it comes to my guy Jon. Musically gifted, hilarious, and dark (I'm talking about skin tone, not the cool kind of dark/brooding)-- the only 3 ways to describe this man.

worldofwandag.com

You'll find links to a couple of his compositions.

Saturday, February 7, 2009

this nigga is crazy.


this nigga is crazy.

It's almost painful to watch this interview. But like a one tittied hooker, it's almost impossible to look away. In many ways, Rick Ross reminds me of a retarded child. He carries on in his own world as if he has an audience. The sad thing is, he HAS an audience. Watch as the interviewer struggles to get a word in edgewise... clearly this man is high.




Tuesday, February 3, 2009

my hero

What happens when you take the greatest rant of all time and put it over some booty ass house?  

Christian Bale is officially my hero.  The best part is that he really blurs the lines between hyper-logical and super insane.  He somehow meshes American-English but flips the script by using "idear" like a Brit would.  He is the balance between dimorphs.  He is the perfect yin and yang... the alpha and omega.  He is god. 
 

Monday, February 2, 2009

RE: Danny Cho

This has got to be the best thing to hit youtube... ever.

Thanks Danny for putting me on game




it like Slumdog Millionaire but better.

ass, titties, ass and titties... ass ass titties titties.

Those of you who know me pretty well know that I suffer from Crohns disease. Its kind of like HIV but not has Hollywood.

Its basically AIDs but concentrated in your intestines. Needless to say, when it flares up its excruciating. It feels like someone is trying to fist you with a bowling ball.

Anyhow, because of all the reckless drinking of soju thanks to Mr. Nam and Yongstar I officially feel like this:


















I'm at work but I can barely do anything because of the pain. You know you're fucked up when sitting is a task.

RE:phillip charleston lee




















Its funny how people could be miles apart but be on the same shit. Big up to Sara WasserW00tw00t! for hooking up the booze.

I wish I could drink this.

mah man.

My guy (dannycho.com) has a series of viral videos in which he impersonates our favorite North Korean dictator.