TOM CRUISE'S MASTERPLAN

at first glance, this station wagon seen zooming up the FDR drive seems like a perfectly harmless car.




at second glance, it reveals itself to be a purveyor of scientology propaganda: behold how "custom cruiser" becomes TOM CRUISE.



xenu is everywhere. like god. or herpes.

magician robbed at gunpoint

abracadabra, i've got no cash! in new york, they probably would have shot him.

it's deep how you can be so shallow

ok, so my gnarls barkley obsesh grows.
i just got tix to see 'em at webster hall!

i know, i know, they're number 1 in the UK and you can get the CD there already but i can't wait til they take the states by storm.

i saw cee-lo at the knitting factory a few years ago, with his horn section and his "assistant" with the flowing white robes - one of the best shows i've ever seen.

here are some non-gnarls barkley cee-lo tracks:

cee-lo: closet freak
cee-lo & jazze pha: man of the hour
dangerdoom f. cee-lo: benzie box

(click to d.load)


i was watching that crappy movie the island on monday and there was this scene:

ewen mcgregor: what's god?

steve buscemi: you know when you want something really bad, and you close your eyes,
and you wish for it? god's the guy who ignores you.

ewen: oh, right.

it's quite possible that the thighmaster is a god who makes small dreams come true, or at least the tooth/mp3 fairy.

thanks thighmaster!!!

if you're not reading thighs wide shut everyday you're a loser.

that is all.

to jumpstart my weekend,
i drank beer and watched people kick the crap out of each other.
the half time act was a DJ battle in the ring.
that's right, i'm talking about friday night fights.
boxing and muay thai, so much fun.






saturday i went to my high school reunion -
not a big one, an off year, but still.
good to see people.

behold my 10th grade history class crush:




sunday brunch in brooklyn, and then later the eagles of death metal at irving plaza. sadness=no josh. but that jesse is a foxy mothertrucker. death by sexy indeed.

tomorrow i am hoping to go to a screening of stick it!

call me - stalk you!

notable/quoatble

"I would rather eat my own testicles than re-form the Smiths, and that's saying something for a vegetarian."
-- Morrissey

"I once had sex in a trailer on a film. It was many years ago, in my youth. The second assistant director opened the door to call us for lunch, and we were sort of 'mid-passionate.' The most exciting part was seeing the look on his face."
-- Jonathan Rhys Meyers

"Whatever you end up wearing, always remember to bring your cell phone, some lip gloss, and some gum. If you have a problem that can't be solved with lip gloss and gum, you're probably going to have to make a phone call."
-- Paris Hilton

adidas addiction

sweet little film shot right in my neighborhood: blue

it's not right but it's okay

i don't know what to say about this kid -
but it doesn't matter. he speaks for himself....


As seen on Wimp.com


my love for gnarls barkley grows and grows and grows.

music is my life

yay yay yay for new tuuuuuuuunes....

the jack white coca-cola jinge:



(via the thighmaster)

gnarls barkey - "crazy" video (SO MUCH AWESOME)




PLUS

i got eagles of death metal tix!

see you there, sid!!!

happy happy girl.

drink drank drunk

boozy weekend, lots of fun.

james and i kidnapped mike, drank copious amounts of beer in the stairwell of my building, then raged on til about 5am.

saturday i got the locks chopped... every six months i get to see the gorgeous nunzio at rita hazan. he's a genuis.

















sunday while out on my bike with tsuyoshi i ran into my dentist as well as project matt... crushtastic.

other stuff happened, but i am not at liberty to discuss it here.

sorry.

blog clog

yeah so.

i'm really too busy to blog.

but my loverly friend nnadi is now featured on hot toddies, so you can check that out.

my favorite latin phrase used to be amo ergo sum;
i love therefore i am.

but now i'm all about aut viam inveniam aut faciam

i will either find a way or make one.

en oh el ay

my trip to baton rouge and new orleans was very interesting,
and maybe i'll have the energy to write about it tomorrow.

until then, here are some photographs.

























more here.

brb

back in a flash.

and forsooth, i shall tell ye the future...

You Should Be A Sagittarius

What's good about you: bold and adventure loving, life is one big party for you What's bad about you: you don't think before speaking - and you often regret it! In love: you're flirtatiously playful, but you never play games In friendship, you're: the one who keeps everyone laughing Your ideal job: fortune teller, philosopher, or athlete Your sense of fashion: your own mix of vintage and new pieces You like to pig out on: anything you haven't tried before

What Sign Should You Be?

guess the celebrity ankles

via justjared.




click here to find out who crammed their toes into these shoes.

yesterday's mistakes

it's nothing personal, not my mistakes we're talking about, just a track i like.

listen.

l'apocalypse

it's snowing in april and there's gonna be a black person on the OC.

i hope she makes out with ryan.

i haven't mentioned how HOT it was when marisa and volchok hooked up.

the old slideshow i made of ryan and marisa kissing is right here.

UPDATE:

to see the sexy sexy episode in which everyone got laid, click here.

naomi campbell is evil

naomi campbell is evil.

not because she throws things at the help.

because she is the devil incarnate, and only john malkovich can control her.

don't believe me? watch the film/commercial from pirelli.

flickr favorites

i stole this idea from eLund: make a screen shot of your favorites from flickr, and get orgasmic visual bitesize eyecandy of your favorite images from around flickr, in handy jpeg form.

a grid of goodness.

"it's for school."

sometimes i neglect my friend netflix.

but i shouldn't do that, because netflix sends me many cool things.

recently netflix sent me the chumscrubber, a donnie darkoish descent into the bright, sunny hell of suburbia. kids vs. grown-ups.












netflix also brought me gritty graffiti indie bomb the system, starring mark webber.







i may end up being the founder of the mark webber fan club.

i interviewed him years ago when he was doing teen movies, and his story - he used to be homeless, now he's working alongside hollywood heavyweights - really moved me.

he's also an excellent actor, the new york times raved about his appearance on stage in american buffalo with william h macy.

and yeah, he's cute.

i see him in the hood now and then, ludlow street or avenue A. he's always nice, asks me if i'm still writing.

springtime in girlhattan