Riptide 2.0, my new gig
Sorry for not posting alot lately (haha like anyone reads this), but I’m blogging for dollars now. Updating The Miami New Time’s Riptide 2.0 blog an ungodly amount of times a day. Be sure to visit and comment and link and tell your friends. Thanks.
semiserious
The completed mural outside Sweat Records Miami. Click here for full size.
I saw the ad for these on Gawker, and thought for sure it must be some sort of advertising disguised as advertising ploy (like Be Kanye). Unfortunately they’re all too real.
Do you get the candidate you’re against because LOL! he flip flops on the issues. Or do you get the candidate you support to ensure that everyone knows you are a well informed citizen with thought out and sensible reasons for supporting your candidate by means of toe thongs?
On a design note: wouldn’t these novelty political flip flops be a lot more elegant if they only used a single plastic mini-head per flop? Kind of like Marc Jacobs mouse flats.
Today marks the 4th anniversary of my last.fm usage. Here are the artists I listened to most while alone in my dorm room/bedroom on shitty iBook speakers.
“ US fragrance manufacturer Parlux will launch Fancy, the first fragrance for American pop star and actress Jessica Simpson.
Obvious tagline: “I might have been born just plain white trash, but fancy was my name.”
Number of times I’ve pumped my fist after an Olympic win this week: 0
Number of times I’ve pumped my fist after a Family Fued win this week: 1
Sophia Lamar’s make up wipes as art. This of course is the woman who once provided her urine to be used in a fountain as part of an installation. (via NY Mag)
1. Woah. Woah. Woah. Sia is dating JD Samson? Guess so, but apparently in a Lohan-Ronson kind of way. Trend alert: open secret celebrity lezlationships involving DJs. Are there enough semi-famous Lesbian DJs to go around? Kim Ann Foxman from Hercules and Love Affair is shacked up, what about Tracy Young? Someone get a Gossip Girl on her fast.
2. There is actually still someone out there who is able to recognize JD Samson randomly on the street, know she was in Le Tigre, and yet still not know she’s a girl.
Is it way too soon to post this picture or way too late?
“ The Rolling Stones interviewed The Jonas Brothers and put them on the COVER of the whole magazine! … I don’t know what to think about Kevin grabbing Joe’s shirt. It’s hot to have someone pulling your shirt ‘cuz you get to show skin but I’m not so sure Kevin should have done it. It’s still hot though.
Jimmy Tisdale, my new favorite pre-pubescent gay blogger. Awwww you guys, he thinks Mick and Kieth put together Rolling Stone by themselves every weekend in their den, but is still mature enough to have deep thoughts on uncomfortable photographic hints at incest. This blog is full of gold.
Sometimes there’s so much beauty in the world I feel like I can’t take it, like my heart’s going to cave in.
It had been a while since I had a home cooked meal.
Sleeper Hit
You know that upcoming film The Rocker? The one that seems like the writer had Jack Black in mind for the main character, until he realized it was basically a two skips and a hop away from the plot of School of Rock. So instead they got Dwight from The Office, who is really good as Dwight from The Office, but I don’t know if I like him enough to want to see him as the lead in a movie. Anyway it doesn’t come out until August 20th, butttttttttttttttttttt the commercial I just saw on the television called it “the sleeper hit of the summer”. Which is just stupid. Because a movie can’t be called a hit until it’s released (unless, I guess, if it’s a critical hit on the festival circuit, but it still has to be screened for an audiance, and I’m not sure if this one has. Maybe test audiances). Anyway a sleeper hit means a movie “that gains unexpected success or recognition.” So this can’t be a sleeper hit yet, and probably won’t be ever. Anyway this movie is dumb and has dumb advertising, and is for dumb people. So sorry Dwight from The Office, but while I’m adressing you and the makers of the movie: you should have worn more shirts in the promo material.
May your hot buttered soul find peace in Scientology heavan.
Sometimes (sadly?) this would be an appropriate theme song to the sitcom of my life.