08/02/2010 In Fashion by admin
Tonight I may have stumbled upon the most disturbing thing for sale on the internet: the Hoodie-Footie Snuggle Suit. God us Americans love to be comfortable. We want to be under a blanket, but still be able to eat popcorn, so we put a robe on backwards and market it as the Snuggie. Now, we don’t want to go through the trouble of putting on three separate items of clothing, so we combine them all into a thoroughly un-sexy earless bunny suit. The only other thing the Hoodie-Footie Snuggle Suit resembles is a thneed.
Funnier than how the suit looks is that fact that it comes with a tote that contains a do not disturb sign. That sure is sexy – “hey baby, why don’t you unzip yourself out of those footed pajamas and I’ll put the do not disturb sign up so the kids don’t walk in.” I guess if you have no taste whatsoever and are in dire need of a valentines gift you could head over to www.pajamagram.com and cop yourself some hoodie-footies, but just know that the 3XL’s will cost you five dollars more.
28/01/2010 In Panoramics, Photos by admin
As I was leaving work today I did the unthinkable: I looked up from my iPhone screen to survey my surroundings. Admittedly, I was in the middle of crossing the street when I did this (I should probably dislodge myself from that tiny screen more often) and luckily I wasn’t about to be hit-and-run. To my surprise I saw the scene you are about to see below: a crazy San Luis Obispo sunset. I ran to the top of the parking garage and snapped a few panorama sequences with my iPhone before the fiery pink descended into deep purple and then hurried home to stitch them in Photoshop. Checka check it out ‘yall!
27/01/2010 In Art by admin
The foolish gentleman’s lifestyle is fraught with decisions to both escalate his class and bow to other’s higher class in order to avoid petty confrontations which often lead to pistol duels or sudden-death chess matches. Therefore, in order to save his energy, a wise gentleman keeps his classiness simultaneously above and below that of those around him, both conceding defeat and retaining prestige. What follows is a poem by such a gentleman.
Oh, Oh, Oh, Spaghetti in the shape of little O’s, I do adore you so.
I promise to stick with you as you stick to the inside of the can.
Nothing can shake me loose, that is, short of a good thrashing from a spoon.
Oh, naughty Spaghetti O’s! You would do it, wouldn’t you?
And if it tweren’t for our polyamorous agreement with red wine
I would be very jealous of your pairing
but alas, I get to twirl wine as I spoon you – the best of both worlds.
Oh, Oh, Oh, Spaghetti in the shape of little O’s,
one time I found you clinging to my well-waxed mustache.
Some would say I should wipe my mouth more often whilst eating.
I say you, tired of wine always on my lips, dared to steal a kiss.
Oh, Oh, Oh, Spaghetti in the shape of little O’s,
If only you could be compared to a woman.
I could write a poem that would gain me the affections of a beautiful lass
and alas, I wouldn’t be stuck at home, drinking red wine and eating Spaghetti O’s
-Sir Aloysius de Otorio
