Princess Jasmine is visiting and we are having a “creepy party”.
We told her that Julio doesn’t eat because he is really a robot, to which she replied “So, it’s okay if I cut his head off?”
“So here the surgeon has cut my scalp and pulled it back to expose my skull over the tumor.”
This guy from Rutgers documented his brain cancer surgery.
It’s awesome. Like a hot dog. Like a hundred billion hot dogs.
We’ve been planning a pizza dinner for two nights and I just went to call it in and they are out of soy cheese. No fun!
This article is fun.
Dear Sen. Clinton:I’m writing to commend you for calling for a $90-million study on the effects of video games on children, and in particular the courageous stand you have taken in recent weeks against the notorious “Grand Theft Auto” series.
I’d like to draw your attention to another game whose nonstop violence and hostility has captured the attention of millions of kids - a game that instills aggressive thoughts in the minds of its players, some of whom have gone on to commit real-world acts of violence and sexual assault after playing.
I’m talking, of course, about high school football.
I know a congressional investigation into football won’t play so well with those crucial swing voters, but it makes about as much sense as an investigation into the pressing issue that is Xbox and PlayStation 2.
Martin, how about a long overdue PJ Harvey mix for your birthday?
Listen Here (link removed)
- To Bring You My Love (To Bring You My Love)
- O Stella (Dry)
- Yuri-G (Rid of Me)
- The Garden (Is This Desire?)
- C’mon Billy (To Bring You My Love)
- Shame (Uh Huh Her)
- Angelene (Is This Desire?)
- That Was My Veil (Dance Hall at Louse Point)
- Legs (Rid of Me)
- 50ft Queenie (Rid of Me)
- Sheela-Na-Gig (Dry)
- Rid of Me (Rid of Me)
- The Letter (Uh Huh Her)
- Send His Love To Me (To Bring You My Love)
- Pocket Knife (Uh Huh Her)
- Rub Til It Bleeds (Rid of Me)
- Dress (Dry)
- Oh My Lover (Dry)
I didn’t include any songs from “Stories From the City, Stories From the Sea”. It’s not that it’s a bad album, it’s just my least favorite. It doesn’t always fit my mood.
After serving PETA breakfast last week, I went to find Cholly to give her one of the leftover sandwiches. I was comically surprised by the site of her desk. It was covered in papers and binders and presentations and… actual work. She looked like such a grownup. I was joking about it with Kristina. I told her how my desk was covered with toys, my walls plastered with pictures, and I keep the lights off to make it cozy. (sounds just like my house, ha)
Kristina wanted to see, so here you go…




