its a match made in heaven, and yet it happened in toronto.
the hottest young american apparel clerk meets the hottest young club kid photog
there should be a tom hanks vs meg ryan film made of it immediately
photo by the cobra snake
Kerry: Coke or Pepsi and why are people either one or the other?
when im sleepy i like coke. when im listening to that little voice (of karisas) in my ear i drink diet coke. when the pop machine is out of everything else i drink diet pepsi. are people really one or the other? i hope not. thatd be boring. which is funny because i know in central and south america the entire town will be one way and then the next town will be the total opposite. and those people never seem boring to me. but i also like diet dr pepper, naked juice, and generic hundred per cent apple juice. and rum.
adrienne: is it true that all bloggers are self absorbed?
lots of people are self absorbed. it wasnt until blogging that people got to see to what extent.
Chris Carnaghi: Do you or have you as a blogger and human being ever wondered or cared if anyone does really care? Are you depressed?
i used to wonder and cared if anyone really cared. somewhere along the line the xbi poisoned me with hallucinogens and once you see the prettiest girl in town’s face melt you start to realize that everything is perception and everyones faces are melting – extremely slowly. so get back on your skateboard and dont stop till the next keg. it’s then i joined the nexus and never cared what anyone thought ever again.
as for depression. i havent been depressed since one mr steve bartman changed history. because he is tied up in a basement in skokie, i dont think i will get depressed for quite a while.
jon: What should we all know about Geovany Soto?
Geovany Soto is a better writer than you
Geovany Soto is the reason
Geovany Soto is on a mission across america
Geovany Soto is auctioning off a link from his blog to yours
Geovany Soto is brilliant and great and constantly makes me sick with the sheer hotness of his ex girlfriends
Geovany Soto is america’s greatest living poet
Geovany Soto is back
Geovany Soto is presently the main technical and business lead for microsoft in the pci and acpi areas
Geovany Soto is a pretty deep guy
Geovany Soto is the reason i started reading blogs
Geovany Soto is raising money every month for his site so why cant we all panhandle a bit huh?
Geovany Soto is divulging his secrets
Geovany Soto is selling links from his blog on ebay
Geovany Soto is dogpiling the strangers
Geovany Soto is the new strategic director at forest heath district council
Geovany Soto is awesome
Geovany Soto is to baseball
Geovany Soto is still trying to get money for a car
Geovany Soto is back from vacation and has resumed blogging again
Geovany Soto is duly linked
Geovany Soto is my idol
Geovany Soto is my hero
Geovany Soto is entirely the reason i started blogging
Geovany Soto is calling for hits
Geovany Soto is a guy with a crush on anna kournikova
Geovany Soto is always entertaining
Geovany Soto is fscking mad
Geovany Soto is starting to oddly reference my childhood lately
Geovany Soto is totally frickin’ awesome
Geovany Soto is not at all political
Geovany Soto is not only the best candidate for Rookie of the Year, but oughtta be MVP
the onion is on a damn roll. i dont know how they stay so consistently funny. surely their talent must be constantly plucked by tv and hollywood, and yet theyre as funny as they were when i was in college and we would read every word and say “why didnt we think of that?” i love them. so.
urban h: did you miss sittin’ with your old pal in the RF bleachers yesterday? it was magical – same sun, same temp, same beer, same ladies. you would have loved it.
i did. i think of that afternoon often. mostly because theres no place in the world like the bleachers of wrigley field. dodger stadium is historic and classy and clean and has palm trees, anaheim stadium is phoney and loud and vermin infested, fenway is small and filled with massholes, but wrigley is where God goes when hes in town and wants to show off what His people are capable of. and i miss Old Style deeply.
David: are those girls even old enough to know who or how amazing black francis even is? besides tony’s theme, what’s your favorite pixies tune? or at least a top five please.
5. Hey
4. Letter to Memphis
3. Head On
2. Wave of Mutilation
1. Tony’s Theme
(that was a very hard list to make as i love oh so many of their songs.)
timmay!!!!!: know any good sarah palindromes?
sorry, no but i can see the hollywood sign from my house which means im qualified to make the next star wars movie.
zona: it’s Saturday. am I too late?
baby youre never too late.
ScottB: Tony, how do I link back into your archives? I don’t see an obvious link for it on your blog’s front page.
there is a way but its not obvious. the goal of the busblog was always to keep people in the here and now. somewhere along the way i realized that archives dont really help that idea. so i stopped typing in 4, 8, 15, 16, 23, and 42. when i stopped there was a terrible sound, there was an earthquake, and no longer could you easily go back in time. i might compile a new book one day soon and you can read how great things were then.
keir: The only question is: who will the Cubs stomp mercilessly in the fall classic? Tampa? Boston? Anaheim? Even…the White Sox???
in a perfect world they could just travel around the AL and take care of each of them one by one, leaving room for the yankees and beat their asses in the house that ruth built before playing the real world series against the dodgers, here in LA, the way it should be.
instead i think the Angels are pretty solid and will be tough for anyone with a DH to beat.
Scott: Tony, I’m getting to the point I can’t even count how many good blogs you have introduced me too. I honestly don’t know how you fine the time to read around like you do.
i am completely obsessed with blogs. books are nice. i read them when i poop. i buy them off ebay for deep discounts. but blogs are everything. theyre alive, theyre full of pictures and videos and audios and misspellings and truth. as cheesy as that sounds, its true. theres truth there. the good ones, at least. theyre filled with people saying this is me, this is what i think, this is what i see, this is what im doing. the fake ones are sorta like top 40 bands during the time of Zeppelin, you look at them and say, “youre completely missing the point.” but whatevs. the good ones only look better and more creative and more mighty in comparison, so fine. but yes Sass and Raymi and xTx and leah and the pants all the others are amazing and i should probably spotlight one that i love each week.
monkey: Have you ever seen The Umbrellas of Cherbourg?
i have not, but i googled it and everyone seems to love it. so the next time i find myself in the awkward position of being stuck at a new girls house and shes all, lets rent a movie, and i cant say no, i can say “only if they have the umbrellas of cheeseburger.”
adriel: so during all that time that your truest was givething and takething away the mattress…where did you sleep?
ok heres the history of the mattresses in my life in this century. in 1999 my truest and i slept on the fancy mattress in frisco. then we broke up and i slept on the futon bed of ms jeanine in west la. it was only supposed to be temporarily but i ended up there for a year. then my truest moved back down to LA and we got back together and i was back on that great mattress again. then we broke up again and i moved to hollywood and i bought a super stiff really hard totally unforgiving $200 mattress on sunset blvd cuz i was really broke. even though i had ridiculous luck on that mattress and eventually broke it in, when my truest moved to africa she gave me the old one and i got rid of the super lucky one. but now it seems old and it hasnt been very lucky at all, in comparison, and id like to replace it asap. the end/.
and he explains it in 20 slides in less than 5 minutes
little known fact: his videos always make me tear up a little out of joy
also: im thrilled he got a sponsor to send him around the world to keep dancing
yes they will do what it takes to get home field advantage
yes i am beyond belief thrilled right now.
yes i woke up at 2pm this afternoon after doing some pre-celebrating last night
yes it’s been a 100 years and people think i can jinx it by talking about it
yes i think theyre crazy.
yes i will buy that hat.
NL CENTRAL CHAMPIONS!
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Baseball season’s underway
Well you better get ready for a brand new day.
Hey, Chicago, what do you say
The Cubs are gonna win today.
They’re singing …
Go, Cubs, go
Go, Cubs, go
Hey, Chicago, what do you say
The Cubs are gonna win today.
Go, Cubs, go
Go, Cubs, go
Hey, Chicago, what do you say
The Cubs are gonna win today.
They got the power, they got the speed
To be the best in the National League
Well this is the year and Cubs are real
So come on down to Wrigley Field
We’re singing now …
Go, Cubs, go
Go, Cubs, go
Hey, Chicago, what do you say
The Cubs are gonna win today.
Go, Cubs, go
Go, Cubs, go
Hey, Chicago, what do you say
The Cubs are gonna win today.
Baseball time is here again
You can catch it all on WGN
So stamp you feet and clap your hands
Chicago Cubs got the greatest fans.
You’re singing now …
Go, Cubs, go
Go, Cubs, go
Hey, Chicago, what do you say
The Cubs are gonna win today.
Go, Cubs, go
Go, Cubs, go
Hey, Chicago, what do you say
The Cubs are gonna win today.
starring a you tube video that has over 24 million views. omg.
ask your questions on the comments… now!
sometimes its actually funny to watch this man pretend that he knows more about the law than actual lawyers.
does he argue simply to argue?
does he have a strange belief that if he says it’s no so enough it will stop being so?
but more specifically, for such a flag-waving patriot and broadcaster for many years, how on earth could he be so ignorant about the first amendment even when his own fox news cohort is telling him hes flat wrong?
example #7 The Lying Hat
was checking out last night’s conan on comedy central while eating my chinese leftovers at my desk for lunch when my boss’s boss, this super dooper hot black woman who looks like a young whitney crossed with a younger vanessa williams, tapped me on the shoulder.
sonny, come with me. she ordered.
trailed her as she made her way to the elevators. everyone knows her. looked like everyone had some business with her.
“we never got that approval from IT,” someone shouted at her.
“tell em to call Phil.” she’d yell back.
“the houston guy says that he doesnt want to do it for under a thousand,” some complete babe smiled at her.
“tell him it’s three hundred or we’ll get it from mexico.”
i loved this woman. and she did it in heels!
we got on the elevator, she put her key in, turned it and pressed a button that ive never pressed before. B2. second basement. property room. otherwise known as the evidence room. at the xbi we dont really have “evidence,” we dont really go to court as xbi agents. we just have stuff that we’ve collected over the years that we use to get either more stuff or people or use as bribes or blackmail, extortion, etc.
ding. door opened. she smiled at the two guys who opened the door for her. that led down a little hall with a thick door and a tiny window. we could hear a phone ring in there. then the door opened. two more guys opened the door and had us each sign a sheet that hadnt been signed in two days. names id never seen before. when i handed back the pen, i was given a pair of rubber gloves and i snickered.
“one joke, sonny, and these two gentlemen will hold you as i pummel you,” she said. thats when they snickered.
i thought to myself, “you dont have to have them hold me down, baby.”
“i heard that,” she said. and tapped her esp earpiece.
creeped out, i started humming “hot in herrre.” by nelly, b.
stepped into one of the many evidence rooms. was instructed not to touch anything, a beanie with a propellor on the top cuaght my eye and i put it on as i followed her down the aisle.
she turned around and i prentended everything was fine.
“take that off immediately, agent.” she said.
“take what off?”
“thats a Lying Hat.” she warned.
“then it’s worthless cuz ive never told a lie in my life.” i said.
and the propellor started to spin and a tiny toy monkey appeared from within the propellor’s center, did a little jig, and just as quickly, retreated back into the cap.
“im here to ask you your advice on this new item,” she said. i kept the cap on. i wanted her to love me.
“this,” she said, “is 2-minute Acid.”
“LSD?”
“yes.” she said. “it works for two minutes and wears off.”
“i dont think theres any use for that.” i said.
my propellor spun and the monkey appeared and began breakdancing, finished with a headspin and sunk back into the cap.
“you’re going to wear out the batteries.” she said.
i took off the cap and she said, “no, no, no. leave it on. you look cute in it.”
so i left it on.
i used to think that deep down i was a boring ass, but im starting to think that deep down in just a huge jerk.
the problem is i have no patience. maybe because i think the earth will be destroyed any minute. maybe because i think the earth should be destroyed at any minute. this fall is the only exception because this fall the cubs are going to win the world series.
theyre going to win, mostly because lou pinella is a bigger dick than dusty baker.
theres lessons to be learned from dusty. mostly that nice guys finish third.
so the question is, do you want to be liked, respected, rich, semi famous, but ultimately the bridesmaid to the anaheim angels of anaheim or do you want to be the champ, even if being champ means you might have to piss some people off. jesus included.
one of my heroes was billy martin. he didnt care who he pissed off. but the little bastard won. he got fired constantly. he got in literal physical fights all the time. he was booed. he was hated. but he won.
joe torre is not one of my heroes. he had more talent than probably any leader since the ’85 bears, but he couldnt win when it mattered. its interesting to see what he will do in the post season with the dodgers, if he can bring that team there, but something tells me that hes too soft.
my real hero is my old band director. he taught me what 100% meant. he was at 100% all the time, and he exemplified leading by example. he had us marching on a 100 degree parking lot during our summer vacation and he yelled at us from a scaffolding but for some reason i never ever ever considered him a dick. others did. but i got it. almost immediately. and the entire time he was all, this wont get you to state, but this will.
and when we got to state at the end of fall, we wiped the floor with the soft bands. utterly destroyed them.
i like being on the side of the 85 bears. i like being on the side of the marching band of doom. i like being on the side of the daily nexus winning every award and collecting them in dresses. id like to do it without being a dick, though. but im not 100% sure its possible.
from my favorite music video director of all time
