Rat Flu

It's no laughing matter.

Amy's Summer Vacation

Well it's not really a summer vacation, since, her extended stay on the fabulous Carribean isle of St. Lucia seems to have been going on for years now.  One glance at these pictures and you can see why!
   

Trust me folks, if millions of dollars were suddenly dropped into my bank account, I'd spend 'em presicely the same way Amy is - totally fucked out of my mind, tits to the wind, eating delicious foods, masturbating in public, and alternately fucking and menacing strangers. I hear she's considering making St. Lucia her permanant home and adopting a local child. Bravo!

No Nipple Policy

How thoughtful someone was to censor this picture. Nudity is disturbing to some people.

Stephin Merritt's Playlist

God bless KCRW in LA. Their programming (and podcasts) consistently rules. A whole lot.  Tip of my hat to Sung for catching this one...

A Beautiful Ceremony

Isn't it odd that "same-sex" and "opposite" marriage seem to get approximately the same amount of applause?

Flush, Wait, Flush, Wait, Flush, etc.

I use generous amounts of toilet paper. I do. Why? Because I want to make sure my ass is wiped just as clean as humanly possible. I also want to make sure that I don't get anything nasty on my hands while I'm doing it. This requires generous amounts of toilet paper. So, I'm always left feeling rather put out when I'm at someone's place and I gotta do the deed and they have a toilet with barely any water pressure. It's tough to blame them, because, I assume they didn't test the toilet for water pressure prior to moving in (although, honestly, they should've). But, I can't help but be disturbed by the knowledge that they are most likely not wiping their ass(es) properly. How could they be? The toilet would get plugged up. Clearly. Because, in order for me to make-do, I have to run my generous amounts of TP down the tube in a couple separate flushes. Flush, wait, flush, wait, flush, etc. Thankfully, I don't have this problem in my apartment. It's like being on the space shuttle. WOOSH! Once I accidentally flushed a washcloth. No problem. Anyway, my point is this: The next time you find yourself waiting for a guest to use your bathroom and you hear multiple flushes and you're thinking, "What the hell's that freakshow doing in there?" ... please stop to consider that maybe the freakshow is you. You and your shitty stanky ass.