December 2010
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In which my dad pretends to mishear what someone...
Dad: Is this Baths?
Brother: No, this is Deerhunter
Dad: Deer humper?
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I don't care about DADT
As far as I’m concerned, equality means nothing unless I can go to a queer thing in Brooklyn that isn’t interrupted by shitty performance art. Burlesque is boring, I just came here to drink and dance, please put Robyn back on.
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I just read every single diary entry I wrote when...
Some of my favorite lines:
“I stayed in my room all day reading The New Yorker and Hamlet.”
“Tonight I came to this revelation that in the past I saw these people who were just like everyone else, social butterflies, liking popular music, that kind of thing, and they seemed so happy and free from worry, and I thought being like them would make me happy. So I was really faking a...
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party like a warlord
“Burns witnessed a dinner at Gadzhi’s “enormous” summer house on the balmy shores of the Caspian Sea. Guests included a Chechen commander (later assassinated), sports and cultural celebrities, “wizened brown peasants”, a nanophysicist, “a drunken wrestler” called Vakha and a first-rank submarine captain. Some were slick, others...