13:01:41 Jon one of them has like 20 muscle native americans with no shirts on eating muffins while starring at her? 13:01:46 Jon ok, like 4. 13:01:48 Jon not 20. 13:01:56 Jon and the muffins are HUGE. 13:02:57 Jon let me recount what i saw… 13:03:23 Jon shirtless native american kids, all muscles, standing in a field. 13:03:32 Jon 2 of them turn into HUGE wolves and start fighting 13:03:48 me what’s not to like? 13:03:50 Jon then 2 other whisk the expressionless girl off to their house in a pick up. 13:03:54 Jon no shirts. 13:04:00 Jon they arrive at this screened in porch. 13:04:13 Jon 2 or 3 more shirtless hairless native americans arrive 13:04:25 Jon then a woman comes from the kitchen with a plate of HUGE muffins. 13:04:37 Jon the tops are like 8 inches across 13:04:44 Jon they stand easily 6 inches high
After work I stopped at a sandwich place in the Loop and bought an old fashioned foot-long sub wrapped in butcher paper to take home for dinner, cradled in the crook of my arm like a baby on the train ride so that it would not be crushed or leak, and I developed fond feelings for it and I felt bad for a second before I ate it, ripped into it, like an animal, an animal who sits in front of the TV watching Girls.
“Williams syndrome was first identified in 1961 by Dr. J. C. P. Williams of New Zealand. Williams, a cardiologist at Greenlane Hospital in Auckland, noticed that a number of the hospital’s young cardiac patients were small in stature, had elfin facial features and seemed friendly but in some ways were mentally slow. His published delineation of this syndrome put Dr. Williams on the map — off which he promptly and mysteriously fell. Twice offered a position at the prestigious Mayo Clinic in Rochester, Minn., he twice failed to show, disappearing the second time, in the late ’60s, from London, his last known location, with the only trace an unclaimed suitcase later found in a luggage office.”—http://www.nytimes.com/2007/07/08/magazine/08sociability-t.html?pagewanted=all
(Originally published in the May 1992 issue of Cometbus. I’m a sucker for this shit, thanks Aly.)
Punk Rock Love is fucking behind the dumpster down the street from the show. Fucking in the shower at the hotel Carlton. Making out in the recycling bin. Looking at her tattoos while she’s asleep. Taking showers together. Playing checkers with cigarette butts. Watching her band play. Dumpstering veggies together and then going back to her place and cooking up a feast. Knowing the same parts of the same songs. Both of you having the same ex-girlfriend. Punk Rock Love is having to tie her shoes for her cause she’s too drunk. Kissing under the overpass. Her sending you her whole diary to read. Her giving you ten rolls of duct tape for your birthday. Her beating up skinheads.
“New items include flank steak sandwiches on jalapeno cheddar rolls, black bean burgers topped with provolone and a “cookiewich” that Knibbs said he brought from Canada. “Two chocolate chip cookies, soft ice cream in the middle rolled in some chocolate chips. And we make the cookies here. That’s what makes them special. When you bite into that you’re going to have the crispness of the cookie, not sogginess. It melts in your mouth. Then you taste the vanilla ice cream and the chocolate chips. So it’s about the combination of food.””—KNOTT’S: Park livens up its menus : Theme Parks
I was very excited for this laser pen i was visitiing the usa for 2 weeks and i ordered it it worked great for a couple of days however suddenly after using it for a whole night the laser point became very blurry and lost its range and brightness….sadly it was too late to return or get another one as i had already left the usa…the product is great however the piece i got was probably a bad one. so dissapointed that after a few days of fun it is now broken
Another product review of a laser pointer. Poor guy, on vacation in the USA and your laser pointer breaks down. Vacay ruined!