Pretend you are the republican state senator Roy Ashburn.
You are a happily married father of four precious little loin fruits of Jesus. As Mr. Ashburn, you go to church and follow the strict rules of the bible, except for the part that says “Test all things
Black Rebel Motorcycle Club kicked off its world tour Friday night in Sacramento with the elegant wall of fuzz that is “War Machine,” the heady, droning track from the band’s fifth and latest studio album, Beat the Devil’s Tattoo.
And as the small,
February 25, 2010 @ Words
I was naked in bed reading Drudge Report, as I usually do (because, frankly, it reads better without pants on), when I came across this ad:
To be honest, my first reaction was, “I’m not clicking that just because it tells me to.” But then I clicked it
February 23, 2010 @ Words
I have been really tired lately. Seriously. I haven’t wanted to do anything. Yesterday, I bent down to tie my shoe and then saw how far the floor was and just said “Fuck this” and went to the coffee shop, nearly tripping on my face all the way there.
February 15, 2010 @ Words
I forgot I had this video of our new year’s eve party.
Most of it was shot outside where I filmed a bunch of drunk Mexicans who got booted from Empire, the club across the street. The security guard from the club had to mace one of the dudes because he was in the
The Westboro Baptist church is coming to Sacramento!
According to their itinerary, they’re picketing the capitol because Schwarzenegger is a fag:
They’re picketing the Hillel House in Davis because Jews are gay:
And they’re even picketing the Sacramento
Sometimes, America reminds me of that dumb bitch who can’t stop looking at herself in the mirror, even thought she’s not that hot–and even when there’s really important shit going on in the other room.
Yeah, I know what you’re thinking,
In the spirit of positive Jah Rastaman vibes and unicorns spewing joy from their magical orifices, I have decided to share with you two people who I love dearly.
The first is Heidi, the maker of Raspberry Jam. The jam is so good that I eat it by itself with a spoon straight