Here's an apology for the horrendously unacceptable usage of the (non)word "raconteeuring." I meant well when I tried and it wasn't the Stir Crazy Cinco de Mayo special that brought it on... if you know me, and let's hope you don't know me so well, you'll know I make no excuses and/or special requests based on having the intake-valve in full effect. So, with that little death behind us, I would again like to make some special shout-outs to last night's suicide: Jesse (my brother), C. Rupes (my favorite pasty), and Alexis (she treads where dumbass motherfuckers fear to and gets tipped for it, not bad loca)... and me, well shit, in the words of the legendary Eddie O'Brien (from the greatest punk rock band to come out of the swamp, The Eat) "I'm Johnny Cash."
On a related note, I had the pleasure of watching Miranda July's film, Me and You and Everyone We Know, this past weekend and I'll be damned if that delicious woman does not throttle me in the good way that beautiful Desireé throttles me... following this spirit of community and whatnot, I will include a picture of this incredible femme and a couple of links for you to link with. Until things get liquid tonight or somebody of worth dies or Lionel Tate marries -- keep the pavement out of your mouths.
Make clicks here:
http://www.mindspring.com/~wrcz/theeat/index.html (The Eat)
Make more clicks here:
http://www.mirandajuly.com/ (Miranda July)
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