i like strangers with candy. i just found out it is based on the true story of florrie fisher, a motivational speaker who told tales of prostitution, drug binges, larceny, botched abortions, and lesbian jailhouse encounters to high school kids in the 1960's and 70's. i would have posted the video of florrie's "the trip back" but hearing her speak makes me think of the oxy clean spokesperson, and i think he is a little too abrasive so here is a video of jerri blank instead.
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
when i was seven my mom confiscated my salt and pepa tape.
a weird thing about me:
if someone accuses me of anything, like doing something wrong or lying or if something goes awry around me, i immediately feel guilty. even when i have done nothing wrong, and i am telling the truth.
today i...
made poor choices.
returned four muffin pans.
bought boots at salvation army.
ate at a buffet that should have had a mandatory bio hazard suit dress code for its servers.
tried on a miniature pumpkin costume.
was cold.
lost my phone at the buffet.
found a pair of antique binoculars.
watched creepshow in theaters.
drank a cup of coffee at the bar.
found a ninja star in my purse.
felt uncomfortable in my skin.
found out my house had been broken into.
got a little taste of karma.
did nothing i was supposed to do, or had planned on doing other than return muffin pans and watch creepshow.
and here is a picture of the pumpkins my parents carved without me.
if someone accuses me of anything, like doing something wrong or lying or if something goes awry around me, i immediately feel guilty. even when i have done nothing wrong, and i am telling the truth.
today i...
made poor choices.
returned four muffin pans.
bought boots at salvation army.
ate at a buffet that should have had a mandatory bio hazard suit dress code for its servers.
tried on a miniature pumpkin costume.
was cold.
lost my phone at the buffet.
found a pair of antique binoculars.
watched creepshow in theaters.
drank a cup of coffee at the bar.
found a ninja star in my purse.
felt uncomfortable in my skin.
found out my house had been broken into.
got a little taste of karma.
did nothing i was supposed to do, or had planned on doing other than return muffin pans and watch creepshow.
and here is a picture of the pumpkins my parents carved without me.
Monday, October 27, 2008
I hope you get yourself together soon!
He only sings when he's sad and he's sad all the time
So he sings the whole night through
yeah he sings in the daytime too
He only dreams when he's sad and he's sad all the time
So he dreams the whole night through
yeah he dreams in the daytime too
There may be mermaids under the water
There may even be a man in the moon
Oh but Vince your time is runnin' out
You better get yourself together soon!
Out of buffalo the man
Below the belt he swung
And then after the bell has rung,
Another cheap shot here it comes!
Another cheap shot here it comes!
He only laughs when he's sad and he's sad all the time
So he laughs the whole night through
yeah he laughs in the daytime too
There may be mermaids under the water
There may even be a man in the moon
Oh but Vince your time is runnin' out
I hope you get yourself together soon!
I hope you get yourself together soon!
So he sings the whole night through
yeah he sings in the daytime too
He only dreams when he's sad and he's sad all the time
So he dreams the whole night through
yeah he dreams in the daytime too
There may be mermaids under the water
There may even be a man in the moon
Oh but Vince your time is runnin' out
You better get yourself together soon!
Out of buffalo the man
Below the belt he swung
And then after the bell has rung,
Another cheap shot here it comes!
Another cheap shot here it comes!
He only laughs when he's sad and he's sad all the time
So he laughs the whole night through
yeah he laughs in the daytime too
There may be mermaids under the water
There may even be a man in the moon
Oh but Vince your time is runnin' out
I hope you get yourself together soon!
I hope you get yourself together soon!
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
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