I heard the dumbest thing on the radio today. A woman was worrying about what to buy her fella for Valentine’s Day. Now, let’s go beyond the obvious disappointment that the same culture that turned the Baby Jesus’ birth into an annual economic event has also hyper-commoditized the very emotion of love (“Only counts if you give her diamonds! On sale now!”). No, no. It’s simpler than that.
Now, I know men are often satirized as being simple minded or thinking only with certain portions of anatomy. But in truth, is this worse than associating the value of love with jewelry? I think not. The reality of the situation is this: a woman need not ever buy her man a gift. Ever. What we want doesn’t cost a dime.
Australian Kid Isn't Sorry About Huge Party. At first, I thought this was an Onion article. But it isn't. It's a new report. A real one. And it's awesome, especially at the end. And I'm not taking my glasses off. They're famous.
Britain denies releasing badgers in Iraq. "We have not released giant badgers in Basra, and nor have we been collecting eggs and releasing serpents into the Shatt al-Arab river."
Diane Keaton saying "fuck" on Good Morning America: ""Those lips, I love them. I would like to have lips like that. Then I wouldn't have worked on my f**king personality. Excuse me, my personality. If I had lips like yours, I'd be better off. My life would be better. I would be married. I have these thin lips."
was going to respond to tripps post on my last post, but i decided to just post again. i was thinking how difficult it is to 1. get up the courage to talk to a girl in the fist place. and then 2. talk to her while waiting for the train? for some reason, it just seems like an odd place to strike up a conversation, but maybe i'm just being way too dramatic. there is nothing wrong with being friendly. and if the girl isn't interested in talking to you further, then just leave it at that. maybe the fact that the girl was reading a book is even reason to strike up a conversation. who knows what could happen.
in a related story, today on the way home im waiting for the train. the platform is crowded, its hot. i just left work, and i dont really want to talk to anyone, i just want to get into an air-conditioned train car and ride home. but this guy walks up and stands beside me. i am not wearing my ipod and not reading a book. he asks me about when the train comes and if all these people will fit in the train. so i give him a short answer, and i think to myself for a sec. 'fuck man, another gay dude is hitting on me' (because for some reason this week seems to be the gay dudes hit on bitzao week, and im getting quite tired of it.) but he seems harmless enough and he asks me another question about the train. and then i say to him 'where are you from'. i learn that he is from portland, is married, has kids, and just went to the MOMA.
okay, so this gives me hope. but then there is the whole commuting thing. lets just say i do meet a girl on the subway and we hit it off. if we have the same commute every day, how much is that going to suck if things don't work out.
ok, seriously. if your best excuses are comprised of:
1. maybe she doesn't want to talk to me,
and
2. maybe, if we get together and then break up, we might have to sit next to each other on the train (or even see each other in the station)
then i might have to ask you to pack it in now. cause those are some bogus excuses, my friend.
but the banana was rotten, thats the gross part.
not really. anyway… here's something i did last night fucking around with my 16mm film projector and final cut.
Thank you, a million times, thank you.
I think we need the bookend for this:
Jimmy Kimmel is fucking ben affleck.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6lcmNaXmjvs
Where else are you going to see Brad Pitt, McLovin and Harrison Ford in one place?
brad pitt delivering the fedEx'ed cake made me laugh really hard. also cameron D doing the dirty hand gesture. love it!