I collected Morrison's URINE last night. Humbling, no? As I was using a syringe without a needle to suck up the pee from his mostly empty cat box, I thought two things (in addition to "ew ( Read more... )

I forgot to tell my loyal readers of a holla back incident that occurred this past Sunday. I know how you love them so ( Read more... )

OK, I'm going to have to draw the line at holla'ing back at mentally challenged men ( Read more... )

So lately the Atlantic/Pacific station in Brooklyn has become what I call the "Jesus Gauntlet." That station has the most trains going through it in Brooklyn (our borough's little Grand Central), which allows for opportunistic religion pushers. I've seen Jews for Jesus, Scientologists, and an assortment of unidentifiable fanatics. Generally ( Read more... )

I tell ya, feast or famine... Today I was in midtown (yeesh) for a meeting with my thesis adviser at MoMA. I didn't wear my mohawk proper because I didn't want to shock the prof (too much) or get my damn picture taken by tourists, which has happened more than once in Manhattan and it creeps me the fuck out. Somewhere in the world someone has my ( Read more... )

Sorry, hrhpottymouth, I deleted you because you never write in here and I don't need to pad my "mutual friends" section with people who have nothing, and I mean nothing to say. (To her credit, she does keep up her MySpace account, sans regular blog.) xlawofaverages has also moved to MySpace and keeps a very regular blog there. Thanks for that and I'm keeping you on ( Read more... )

The rumors are true, folks... yesterday I had the joy that IS a mohawk bestowed upon my noggin. No, I'm not kidding. I'll post pictures just as soon as the digital camera recharges and PM is home before the sun goes down (despite being a digital camera it generally sucks indoors). Why? Because I could. I always wanted one and there's no time ( Read more... )

So after WAY too long I went for my first official run since the infamous dog attack (see tag, I hate making cuts). Yeah, it's taken me more than two months to get my quad back into shape enough to trust it on a run. AND it doesn't help that I had jacked up that same leg's knee last summer in Venice. Ah, the gnochia dislocadia ( Read more... )

Joy of joys. I holla'ed back again today. As I was walking home from the subway a guy says something about my beauty or whatever and adds a baby to it (it's all really the same, isn't it?). Well. Now. I especially don't like this kind of behavior in my neighborhood. I live here. I pay my rent. I take out the recycling. This is MY turf, ( Read more... )

Strange men are *really* pissing me off lately. I've made a recent vow to fight cat-calling (thank you, http://hollabacknyc.blogspot.com/), and boy is it a job. On my way to Jen's last night this guy with a scab for a face pulls they typical "hey baby, you're beautiful" shit as I'm ( Read more... )