Sunday, January 18, 2009
The primary ingredients for Steven James soup from 1994 to like 2004.
For a long time most of my days were devoted almost entirely to either boosting or buying this stuff. In retrospect I feel pretty dumb about it although I guess all these things helped make me into the wonderful human being I am today. Being a derel took up so much time that I didn't realize that life was slipping by and that one day I'd have to start thinking about doing something more or less productive. Oh well.
Friday, January 16, 2009
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Israel vs. Hamas
Sunday, January 11, 2009
Saturday, January 10, 2009
Friday, January 9, 2009
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
Generation Kill.
The Spirit.
Absolutely one of the most horrible movies I've seen in a while. Besides Eva Mendes' ass photocopy and Samuel L. Jackson's obsession with eggs and banger one liners ("C'mon, toilets are always funny.") this movie was stupendously bad. I went with my girl and my sister and my sister actually fell asleep within the first twenty minutes. Frank Miller fucked up on this one. And I almost forgot Scarlet Johansen. She couldn't act her way out of a wet paper bag(with scissors in her hand). Too many weird cats and one snowball being thrown at a mentally handicapped croney also helped seal the deal. HORRIBLE.
PS: Samuel L. Jackson's sombrero in the first scene was kind of funny.
Monday, January 5, 2009
Saw the wrestler not too long ago.
I'd give it 4 stars out of 5. Give it up for Marissa Tomei playing a slightly skanky single mom stipper in North new Jersey. She is hotter at her age(40's?) than half the girls in Hollywood. Also peep her game in Before The devil Knows Your'e Dead fucking fat ass(but an amazing actor) Philip Seymor Hoffman. Anyway... Mickey Rourke killed it.
Saturday, January 3, 2009
Friday, January 2, 2009
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