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dont say i dont show you shit.

i fuckin show you all the shit.

the good shit.

i took my sitemeter down a few months ago, which is sorta freeing. cuz this site was never about the hits. it was always about the love. and since im so full of love right now and the wheelbarrows of cash continue to roll to my doorway, i realized i didnt need to have my blog ad strip up any more and i didnt need sitemeter.

all i need is you.

no matter if its 1 of you or 1 million and 1.

when i was a kid i wrote in spiral notebooks, or wrote little notes to my friends. when i grew up i wrote on AOL message boards, and then made websites. none of it was for money, only love. a naive melody, i know, but you cant forget to dance with who brung ya and idealism and honesty and punk rock sensibilities got me here so here we are back again, just you, me, and this thing called love.

lately my main computer has been under the weather so ive been laptopping it from my couch and whats funny is today i didnt even turn on the tv. so there was no music, no tv, nothing, just non stop writing and editing and emailing and phone calling. and here it is almost 2am and i dont wanna stop.

i am a fireplug filled with blogging juice and im spewing everything ive got straight into the sky.

one thing i have to tell you is this – when you are in a groove keep it up. walk to Subway to get a Jarred special and then run home because every now and then the shit clogs up and youve got nothing to say but when its flowing like it is now let it out.

i heart you all, even the girls with the little miniskirts in the cold.

xoxoxoxo
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ps i have Never been more proud to be a Gaucho

the week leading up to turkey day can be super boring

if youre at work

so here are some videos i uploaded for you. above is what it was like inside my car saturday night after the Jenny Owen Youngs show at the bordello. we are happy because Perez Hilton didn’t show up to ruin the good vibe in the former whore house.


winding down from the Tomdog Guitar Hero III party at my house last weekend


raymi, chad, and christie dancing while a dude karaokes


christie doing her best shatner impersonation


raymi and duane dancing to my favorite singer of the night


raymi channeling Kurdt


lemei and lily stealing the show

hi kt, it’s me, tp

(in red) how was your week? mine was pretty normal – tons of shows

hi B-52’s at the roxy

hi evanscence looking like raymi a little (but raymi is thinner and sings better)

hi futurama movie premiere

hi puffy amiyumi girls (pic taken by anti)

hi jenny owen youngs

hi No Age playing illegally at the LA River (photo essay by joshua)

yes i love my job and my life, though i hate my camera

my favorite zine, black webmaster,

has chosen me to guest edit their next deal

and while we were chatting they said

name the top ten coolest things that youve done because of the busblog

and i said, the busblog is old school, how about 10 sweet things we did on LAist today

and they said bro we’re a zine, we’re the epitome of old school. please?

so since they used the magic word here’s a short list for them and no one else

1. wrote the first blook, held a contest where jeff jarvis named it blook, sold it, and two others later.
2. raised enough money to get an ipod, and later a better one.
3. raised enough money to go to aruba.
4. got interviewed on g4tv.
5. got asked by the dutch government to blog about amsterdam for a week.
6. explained how to blog, then won a bloggie for that explaination.
7. got quoted by howard kurtz – a nice long quote too.
8. raised enough money to get a car, then drove around the damn country.
9. became friends with raymi and then matt good and then all of canada.
10. and theres no way id have my current job without the busblog, so theres that too.

jason ross finally gets some air time

daily nexus alum, and former editor in cheif jason ross has been writing for the daily show for hell… ever. fuckers got emmys coming out of the ass, a nice family, and he seems to be using that flowbee i sent him.

actually im jealous. not of his job, of his hair. so shaggy. so carefree.

sigh.

jason followed charlie who followed larry who followed amy who followed elzer. amy sent me a link to this video but NO ONE SAID HEY DUMMY WATCH JASON ROSS BRING TEH FUNNY.

since jason is having an early christmas vacation, and since he claims he has much love for the busblog, i’ll tell you what, if you dole out some questions i should email him, and if hes nice enough to answer them, i will put the “interview” on the interwebs

for yr ass.

and thank you God for indicting Barry.

no one in LA covered KT Tunstall’s visit bettern LAist

and i honestly can say it wouldnt have happened if it wasnt for kira

who interviewed KT on the phone the other day

even though power went out in her house

so she went back to work in mcdonalds and used the back office to do the innerview

i kiss you, kira.

so today when capital wrote me they said hey you know shes playing for the strikers right? and i said nope, why dont you write me a press release and i will link to it or quote from it or something.

and they said we dont have a press release, im just telling you cuz you rule.

then i swear 30 minutes after we had that email convo, their PR company sent out an email of pretty much exactly our conversation. then my boss who never writes me wrote me with the email to see if i got it, then the editor of Phillyist wrote me to see if i got the email. then the kitchen sink wrote me to see if i got the email.

i got it!

so i went to the rally. at first there werent lots of people there. then i was gonna go and move my car, but right before i did there was KT and i was in the right place at the right time and the circle went around me and her and i shot this video and another one over here where i also took hella pics.

love plows thru me like a dozer

my new gurlfriends name is jenny owen youngs. i dont know why this video is censored since we’re supposed to live in america.

and we’re supposed to be free.

but we ban things like outdoor cigarette smoking

not because we care about ourselves, because we dont, if we did we’d ban mcdonalds

and thousand calorie drinks sold at starbucks.

but because we dont like the aroma.

cigarette smoke, second handedly, usually wont kill you, even if your true love chainsmokes.

how do we know this? how much second hand smoke do you think mick jagger has inhaled over his 60+ years?

we are aromaists. we should be ashamed.

and we censor hot girls trying to cuss.

mix a little bit of uh ugh

with a sprinkle of some ugh uh