Why is it that whenever I wear jersey, I wind up lounging around, thinking about things I'm going to do later?♦DiggIt! ♦Add to del.icio.us ♦Add to Technorati Faves
Thursday, January 31, 2008
Thank Michael, if you want to thank anyone at all. Different people are bound to react differently.
- I think about clothes more than I think about girls. But that's a very obvious revelation.
- My room is littered with old receipts, magazines, notebooks, and empty plastic bags.
- My net attendance of parties in 2007 was not a figure that I followed; honestly, I didn't count. A couple bad ones, but overall, party quality has been on the rise.
- My DVD collection is: Drawn Together Season 1, The Devil Wears Prada, Amadeus, and Rainy Day: Rain's First Live Concert. This collection is obviously stifled by my lack of space and does not include DVDs purchased and stored at home.
- The last thing I searched on Wikipedia was the live-action Dragonball movie. Folks, I'm concerned about this. Emotions are mixed, I can tell you. Stephen Chow? Exciting. Justin Chatwin? Uninspiring. James Marsters? Interesting. Emmy Rossum? Confusing.
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
The 383g is actually much more practical, using a tri-layer construction to render the shoe practically waterproof. High-tech and high-style, the 383g exemplifies everything you want out of a sneaker—it's sleek, stylish, smartly made, and could go with just about everything. But I must admit that my heart really belongs to the 406g. The waxed oilskin is Gram's first design and still remains my favorite. So many shoes and only two feet. What ever is a boy supposed to do? ♦DiggIt! ♦Add to del.icio.us ♦Add to Technorati Faves
Monday, January 28, 2008
I got started talking about art with someone. The who, when, and where makes little difference. But he had showed some of his graphic design off. And I had made comments. Honest comments. I said that I felt one wasn't very aware of proportion and scale. I said the techniques in a photograph looked forced and unnecessary. And he was a little upset at this. Then I asked him,
Honestly, sometimes, all you really need is a bit of joy. Explanations really don't add anything. The universe is not a big pile of shit spinning out of control. Things are okay. Don't worry, it's all good.
They call him Marcus circa 12:34 AM
Thursday, January 24, 2008
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
I am preparing to e-mail my resumé to Diablo and 7x7 magazine in an attempt to secure an internship. I am so fucking scared of not getting anything and winding up a crazy ass failure.
Monday, January 21, 2008
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These two Attachment coats from their Fall/Winter 2008/09 line is the exact reason why I shouldn't be allowed access to the Internet. Both of these coats are beautiful constructed, the color is unbelievable, and I'm sure that they'll look even better in person. The Archive is the only place nearby that stocks Attachment, so I'll see if I can't find some time to stop in and try things on (and consequently break either my heart or my wallet). If I find employment performing menial labor for some currency, this is definitely one of those things I'd be saving up for.
Saturday, January 19, 2008
Friday, January 18, 2008
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
Tuesday, January 15, 2008
Sunday, January 13, 2008
- Add a couple of mint leaves; more if you like yours particularly minty and less if you prefer the converse.
- Add simple syrup (an easy recipe for which may be found here) or simply some powdered (not granulated) sugar.
- Muddle gently. No, this does not mean smash them to bits nor simply swish them around. We're looking for a few opened veins, not obliterated leaves. You want to drink a perfectly made cocktail, not spit up mushy leaf debris.
- Add one part fresh lime juice. Bottled juice, while technically acceptable, will certainly produce an inferior drink. But if your own principles (as well as wallet and time allowances) make this necessary, feel free.
- Add two parts white rum. If you use a dark variety, I cannot be blamed for the resultant disaster.
- Add ice to just beneath the rim. If you've muddled properly, the ice should be more than enough to keep the mint leaves in the drink and out of your mouth.
- Finish off with two parts club soda. If you've got a fancy spray bottles (the name completely evades me right now), now would be the time to break it out.
- Garnish with a mint sprig and serve. Or if you've made this for yourself, kick back, open up the latest issue of Vogue, and enjoy.
Saturday, January 12, 2008
Friday, January 11, 2008
...The man behind the curler in every woman's purse, Mr. Shu Uemura, has died. The New York Times reported that the venerable make-up artist died December 29 in Tokyo at the age of 79. His legacy will live on in every teenage girl (and the occasional boy) who picks up his curler for the first time and says, "Hello fab!"♦DiggIt! ♦Add to del.icio.us ♦Add to Technorati Faves
Thursday, January 10, 2008
Wednesday, January 09, 2008
I've got some nasty shit growing out of my shin. And by "growing" I mean, it hurts, is red, swollen, and won't give me any relief. As such, it calls for me actually changing out out pajamas and getting my ass to the doctor's office.
Tuesday, January 08, 2008
Now, I must admit that I love the Gawker teams, all their blogs all incisively written and deliriously funny. And although I do understand the Consumerist/Jezebel double-team attacks on American Apparel (see here, here, and here)—mostly critiques of their choices of styling, advertising, and CEO Dov Charney's sleazy self-image—I must say that I find their harsh judgment of American Apparel's inherent fashion sense to be a bit irrational.
Sunday, January 06, 2008
Honestly, I'd be willing to engage in some form of meaninglessness if it meant that you would buy shit for me. And I'm not talking about any cheap shit. My moral righteousness and my material needs can be interchanged at your leisure.
There's always a time and a place for awkward honesty, mostly because it's awkward and it has to be done as some point. So, in effect, there is never a time nor a place for awkward honesty.
Saturday, January 05, 2008
Friday, January 04, 2008
Here's another one that I can't take credit for (all of which belongs solely to The Red Dot), but the Emily Carr Institute Art + Design, having graduated talents like Neko Case and Terence Koh, has just opened up the studioshop. It's basically a classy Etsy—not to say that Etsy isn't classy—but having some pretty heavy artistic credentials does lend it a certain status. The store if filled with tons of goodies, including this awesome piece from Sarah Fuller's series' called The Photographic Tarot Project. I'm already a sucker for symbolism (the time spent decoding the album covers for both Ys and Sergeant Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band attest to this) and Fuller's work displays this amazing tension between adult sensibilities and child-like whimsy.
Thursday, January 03, 2008
- ~$250 million = Los Angeles Diocese's own bank accounts
- $60 million = other religious orders under the Catholic Church
- $123 million = litigation with other orders that chose to sit out the settlement
Tuesday, January 01, 2008
Due to the lamentable actions of my parents, I have no easy means of accessing the Internet. Well, I do, but only from the computer in the den, which makes private surfing and writing a bit difficult.
We'll figure this out somehow.