An Interview With The Year 2012
You know how much crap I’ve gotten for being 2012? When I was chosen to be this year, all the other years were snickering and taunting me, saying things like, “Oh, good luck with being 2012! That’ll be a real blast!” But it’s BS! Do you even know how much opium the Mayans smoked? Jesus…
Extremely Loud And Incredibly Coldplay
If you asked my mother, she’d say she was first and foremost a crusader for fundamentalist Christianity (a belief system believed so necessary to society that it required her constant defense), but I don’t believe that was ever really the case…
Who You Used To Be
Memorizing the lyrics to a song used to be an accomplishment, just like writing your name without inversing any of the letters. Tying a shoe. Walking three steps. Reciting the alphabet.
How I Gave A Semi-Famous Person’s Pet Away
Sarah McLachlan had a pet rabbit named Mr. Buns that she’d found hopping down the street one day and somehow managed to capture. I say “somehow” because he was not the nicest critter.
I Will Never Sing Aloud My Favorite Song Of 2011
Maybe I like this song so much because I don’t have any money. I am pretty broke. I owe more money in student loans than I will make in 10 to 20 years. I will never rob anyone no matter how broke I am, but I think it’s still okay for me to appreciate raw, extreme, and brutal (artistic) assessments of criminalistic money-making.
