I listened to the red carpet pre-show while pulling the gizzards out of my chicken and prepping it for the oven. No, seriously. How come the hosts always refer to the evening of the Oscar’s as “a magical night in history” and “one of the most eventful evenings in our lives?” I’m not winning any awards, I’m not brushing elbows with George Clooney’s Beard, I’m not dating that awkward guy onstage handing celebrities their awards and ushering them offstage.
I have been obsessed with Les Misérables, the musical based on Victor Hugo’s 1862 novel, since the 6th grade. It was the year that Jackie and I had a math teacher who devoted an entire unit to teaching us the musical, based on life in 19th Century France and all of the miserable people who lived during it. We instantly became obsessed. This is the only time in my life I have ever gotten an A in math.
I normally don’t take much stock in the news. In my mind, it’s mostly fear mongering and fabricated stories meant to scare and depress people. #communicationmajor. So as the hurricane got underway around 1 p.m. yesterday afternoon, perhaps it wasn’t in my best interest to take a gravity bong rip and finally flick on the boob tube.
Laugh with us, laugh at us, or just generally loathe us. Either way you’re here, aren’t you?
While I can’t paint a picture to save my life — hell, I can’t even polish my nails without inadvertently shellacking my fingertips — I can’t get enough of Bob Ross and his almighty trees living in his happy little world made up of titanium white and van dyke brown. That is, until I spotted his Coke Nail.
UPDATE: According to this article published yesterday by CNN, the man who jumped into the tiger den didn’t do it as an act of suicide, he just “wanted to be one with the tigers.” Translation: He’s a f*cking idiot.
After years in this whole “Buntology” game, as a family we’ve accumulated a lot of old footage that has never seen the light of day. Whether it was boring, embarrassing or just plain stupid, there’s a reason it didn’t make the final cut- until now.
To reward ourselves for being awesome, the roomie and I decided to take a road-trip through the south. Well, “road-trip” via buses, trains and planes. Like I wasn’t riding the Megabus enough as it is.
“I don’t feel like drawing, this is too much work.” This is basically my entire though process over the last month regarding the latest app craze, Draw Something. Like most relationships built on lust and infatuation, it only took about a month to go from complete obsession to complete disinterest as the weeks “drew” on.
President Barack Obama appeared on Late Night With Jimmy Fallon and “Slow Jammed the News,” discussing the importance of a college education and how he’s trying to lower the interest rates on student loans.