Davy Rothbart and his hideous plaid pants are coming to a theater, bar or gallery near you! (Unless you live in Florida, apparently.) If you haven’t been to a FOUND event, I highly recommend them. If you’re already a fan, a Maine filmmaker is putting together a documentary about Davy’s love life called My Heart is an Idiot.
… Blue Collar Money Management?
And before you ask, yes, this is a real bank with FDIC insurance and everything!
So in doing the reading of his own audio-book version of “Dreams for my Father”, President Obama read the dialogue of an old classmate friend of his. This guy, Ray, had a colorful manner of speech.
Wonder if Barack will be saying things like “That guy ain’t shit. Sorry ass motherfucker” about Putin?
Funnier than it sounds. It may be the outfits.
Scene 2
BELLA: It’s tough being the new kid in school! Especially when everyone is so friendly and helpful and interested in me. Why can’t they just leave me alone so I can sit in the corner and cut myself?
CLASSMATE: You’re awesome, Bella!
BELLA: See what I have to put up with? Hey — who are those hot people over there?
CLASSMATE: Those are the Cullens. They avoid direct sunlight, they don’t eat food, they sleep in coffins in a graveyard, and holy water burns them. I think they’re Canadians.
BELLA: They sure are spectacularly gorgeous.
CLASSMATE: Yes, they are.
BELLA: I mean seriously, those people are BEAUTIFUL. Especially the one who keeps looking at me. Man alive, that guy is stunning. I mean, wow. He is hot buttered seduction on a stick. I’m not interested in him sexually, of course, because sex is dirty, but wow — LOOK AT HIM! Yee-ikes! Hubba hubba! If you don’t mind, I’d like to spend the next 75 pages talking exclusively about how attractive he is, and then bring it up again every paragraph or so for the remaining 400 pages.
CLASSMATE: Knock yourself out.
I love how they explain how everything works for the kids who haven’t been allowed to play the secular guitar hero.
I can’t believe they couldn’t even get this out on any console. I can totally see the family gathering around the family computer to rock their fucking socks off.
Most awesome thing I’ve seen all month.
Make sure to come back around and click on each item multiple times…you never know what she has up her sleeve next.
So I says to Gladys I says “BRRRAAAIIINNNS! BRRRAAAIIINNNS!” and she tells Herman at the corner store “BRRRAAAIIINNNS! BRRRAAAIIINNNS!”
From the Woot Shirt store. As I understand it, it’s like Threadless meets Thunderdome. Anyone with any money left in this economy can buy me a large.
via GoatMilk
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