Note to teens and other half-wits: don't sunbathe on train tracks

I hope to god these girls were on drugs, because otherwise: WTF?

Also see: http://www.cnn.com/video/#/video/us/2008/05/29/pkg.me.girls.hit.by.train.wcsh

Oh no yummo!

I admittedly hate Rachael Ray - her bastardization of the English language in her cookbooks fills me with rage -her voice makes me contemplate taking a George Forman grill to my forehead - I won't even get into the Wheat Thins commercials. For this reason I take a little bit of joy in this story ... but do realize that it is the most untight, ridiculous thing ever.
Check the comment from Dunkin' ... the ad was pulled because of ""the possibility of misperception detracted from its original
intention to promote our iced coffee." (hat tip: SM)


From the AP:

Dunkin' Donuts pulls Rachael Ray ad after complaints
BOSTON (AP) - Dunkin' Donuts has pulled an online advertisement
featuring Rachael Ray after complaints that a fringed
black-and-white scarf that the celebrity chef wore in the ad offers
symbolic support for Muslim extremism and terrorism.
The coffee and baked goods chain said the ad that began
appearing online May 7 was pulled over the past weekend because
"the possibility of misperception detracted from its original
intention to promote our iced coffee."
In the spot, Ray holds an iced coffee while standing in front of
trees with pink blossoms.

"Cute"

Cute (adj,): attractive, esp. in a dainty way; pleasingly pretty: a cute child; a cute little apartment.

This word is so overused and and says approximately nothing about the item being described. A simple "I like it" would suffice.
I, too, am a bit of a cuteaholic - so I'm starting a movement: To ban this word for at least a month.

Join me in the revolution and expand your vocabulary.

Here are some alternatives: adorable, attractive, beautiful, clever, coy, cunning, dainty, precious, pretty, sharp, shrewd.

Just say no?

tighten up!

This is hilarious. Apparently these girls think they're too pretty and were treated unfairly on a plane. WTF. Must watch. Hilarious. Seriously, tighten up ladies, you're 7's at best.

Um ... WTF Houston Airport?

This is a sticker on trash cans in bathroom at the Houston Airport - it's a little blurry but basically tells people not to throw their needles in the trash and to use the designated disposal container.

Attention travelers at Houston International Airport ... if you need to dispose your needles please do not put them in the trash can. Wait ... why the fuck are you using needles in a public restroom so much that it would necessitate a SIGN in the airport?!
Ew.

snaps = afternoon fun

Bad idea

The Space is pretty cool. I like it there. But it's a bar and they have these really awesome white couches that look great in early in the evening, when you can see them.
But then I have a couple of drinks and there's this ledge next to the couch that really wants me to dance on it. So I stepped on the couch to get to the ledge. And I made some icky foot prints. I feel bad, but The Space should get real and understand that this cannot be a good idea. White couch + Drunkeness = Dirty Couch.
Tighten Up the Space!

Transformers? What!?

Almost 2 years ago, my ancient 4 gig ipod died. As a tribute to my fallen friend, I photographed its dying screen and posted the image to flickr. Today, when I checked the "recent activity" section of my account, I saw this:


Bought a Samsung? Never had a problem? Who are you, LordGalvatron, and why the F should I care about your Samsung and its magnificent performance? Are you in the habit of divebombing strangers' flickr pages and leaving snide, self-aggrandizing comments?

That remains to be seen, but one thing that's perfectly clear is that you love transformers! Tighten up, and thanks for stopping by!

Self-Tighten #3457

Mirza, Zach and I decided to have some dude time last night. We began the night with a quick visit to Boris at the Turkish and Russian Bath House. After a nice steam, we headed to the Ssam Bar for a little dinner and some drinks. Upon completing our excessive pork consumption, we hit up Angel Share for some whiskey. After my third Basel Hayden’s, I began to feel control slipping. We proceeded, drunkenly, to Tile Bar to visit Mary. After a few more Bookers and a Knob Creek on the rocks, I might as well have been orbiting Neptune. I was ranting at the top of my lungs that I was literally the MAN.

Some quotes from this morning’s email chain…
“If I understood you correctly, you were explaining that you were the new world order,”
“You were claiming that your upkeep with the latest Gossip Girl episodes made you more manly.”
“Oh, and you were a hipster before hipsters started becoming hipsters.”
“And you invented Khaki pants.”

I also proceeded to get into a heated debate with Meera, Mirza’s new lady who I had never met before (I know, Mirza and Meera, it’s too cute to function), about which season of Gossip Girl we were in, the first or the second. I was completely wrong and had no idea what I was talking about. To put is plainly, I was a total shit-show.

I am too old for this kind of behavior. Seriously. Tighten it up Pete.

PS- Basel Hayden’s is the best bourbon ever and Gossip Girl is an awesome TV show