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in case you didn't notice.

Thursday, December 13, 2007
Wednesday, November 7, 2007
Tuesday, November 6, 2007
Friday, October 26, 2007
Philosopher Phriday: Vol. XII
Every autumn an overwhelming sense of melancholy fills my spirit. I start having premonitions of my demise, and lately I have been smelling mothballs EVERYWHERE. Is this just a reaction to our protracted summer season or is my quandary of imperative gravity?
Autumn Death Sense
Dear Death Sense,God should not concern us.
Death is not to be feared.
What is good is easy to obtain.
What is bad is easily avoided.
Monday, October 1, 2007
Mustache Monday Vol. 18

Monday, September 24, 2007
Mustache Monday Vol. 17

Wednesday, September 12, 2007
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
***email transmission of the day***
M: flight of the conchords is on our blawg. totally.
C: DUDE I am blawgging about how they are the perfect boyfriends for us
M: do i get the long haired one?
you know how i love dudes from New Zealand (*wink wink*nod nod*)
huh huh. i so need to go on another backpack holiday.
C: DUH of course I get Jermaine (with the glasses and funny looking)
M: ok. i only hook up with dudes from NZ with long hair and no glasses.
bonus points if they also shear sheep.
C: “SHEAR”
M: yeah, shearing is cool.
dudes who shear sheep have muscles in their arms i've never seen before.
OH MY GOD.
C: Ummmmmm email exchange of the day?
M: that's what i was thinking. only it made my mind go in the gutter a little bit.
kind of like how dairy queen makes me throw up in my mouth a little
but i eat it anyways, you know, for old times sake.
C: I just ate this:
Minus the Wii
It made me hurl a little.
M: it looks hurl-a-licious. i want to get l@*d.
insert inappropriate dialogue for work email involving being inappropriate with NZ b0yz
C: My d1ck is like Super Size
Your d1ck look like two fries
M: my d1ck VIP
your d1ck need ID
remember the Antietam rap? dude, that totally tanked.
maybe if they had tanks back then it wouldn't have sucked so bad
it's not as cool to rap about like bayonets and Stonewall Jackson
(secretly I think it is, see my last email)
C: Man I can’t remember ANYTHING.
M: yeah, well i just had a conversation with a work colleague about
sn0rt*ng the ammonium nitrate stuff (??) that is in urinal cakes.
also, i got white out on my face, and it won't come off.
i wasn't trying to sn0rt it.
C: You are!
Friday, September 7, 2007
Philosopher Phriday: Vol. XI
Dear Philosopher, I think I am in love with Lapo Elkann, the stylish but brilliantly troubled heir to the Fiat empire. How do non-rich/model/celebrity but cute and awesome grrls like me get their hands on such a man? Are we relegated to normalcy forever?
Lover of Lapo
Dear LOL, The wish to acquire is in truth very natural and common, and men always do so when they can, and for this they will be praised not blamed; but when they cannot do so, yet wish to do so by any means,then there is folly and blame.
...just as those who draw landscapes place themselves below in the plain to contemplate the nature of the mountains and of lofty places, and in order to contemplate the plains place themselves upon high mountains, even so to understand the nature of the people it needs to be a prince, and to understand that if princes it needs to be of the people.
Thursday, August 30, 2007
withnail & i
Friday, August 24, 2007
Philiosopher Phriday: Lazy, Irate Edition
NO ONE CARES ABOUT ME AND MY BLOG. WAAAAH!
-WHINY BLOGGER
Dear WB,
Dear Whiney Blogger,
I suppose your Nirvana has already peaked and descended, running along the approximate trajectory as the WB network, which closed on Sunday, September 17, 2006 with The Night of Favorites and Farewells, a block of their "signature" shows. It is pretty much down hill from here, so you might as well accept it. No one gives a crap about your "Philosopher Phriday" nonsense. Do yourself a favor, and go back to a small overpriced liberal arts college and get a degree in Philosophy. Now THAT would do a WORLD of good. Or Mer de Claire, you can just roll with your under-utilized fashion design and puppetry degrees and never fully realize yourself at all while engaging in self-destructive behavior and chasing boys that ultimately make you miserable anyhow. WOW...where did that rant come from? I mean, enlightenment, noble truths, eightfold path, blah blah blah...
-Ms. Disaster
p.s. i smell like a hippie, which must mean i am like, in touch with the universe.
Monday, August 20, 2007
Mustache Monday Vol. 13 part 2
Friday, August 17, 2007
Philosopher Phriday: Vol. VIII
I just have to have the latest movies on DVD before they hit the stores. There’s a Mexican lady who sells these dvds in the subway at 8th avenue. She brings her kids along to help her, and sometimes they have churros. I like churros. Where else can I get a $5 copy of the Simpsons movie AND a sweet rolled dough cinnamonny comestible delight? I guess my point is… is this morally indecent? Am I contributing to an underworld crime ring? If I alert the authorities to Marielena’s doings, am I sending her and her children to the flophouse? Does she rely on my purchase of that new Markie Mark j0int to send money home to Chihuahua? Please advise.
--Guilty Whitey
Dear GW, I am at the end of my rope. I am nauseated by life; it is insipid, without salt and meaning. If I were hungrier than Pierrot I would not choose to eat the explanation people offer. One sticks a finger into the ground to smell what country one is in; I stick my finger into the world, it has no smell. Where am I? What does it mean to say: the world? What is the meaning of that word? Who tricked me into this whole thing and leaves me standing here? Who am I? How did I get into the world? Why was I not asked about it, why was I not informed of the rules and regulations but just thrust into the ranks as if I had been bought by a peddling shanghaier of human beings? How did I get involved in this big enterprise called actuality? Why should I be involved? Isn’t it a matter of choice? And if I am compelled to be involved, where is the manager? I have something to say about this. Is there no manager? To whom shall I make my complaint?
Monday, August 6, 2007
Mustache Monday: Vol. 11
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes once had, and of their shadows deep
How many love your moments of glad grace
And loved your beauty with love false or true
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you
And loved the sorrows of your changing face
And bending down beside the glowing bars
Murmur, a little sadly, how love fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars
Friday, August 3, 2007
Philosopher Phriday: Vol. VI
As of late, a couple of my close friends got engaged. Sounds awesome, right? Hell no. Surprisingly, their wedding bliss pisses me off in ten different ways. Why is this happening? Why do I feel like skipping the ceremony and just getting tanked instead?
single by choice in west by god virginia
Dear sbc, He (Freud) remarks that this sentiment is the outgrowth of envy and jealousy. As some members of the social group jealously strive to protect their advantages, the less favored are moved by envy to take them away. Eventually everyone recognizes that they cannot maintain their hostile attitudes toward one another without injury to themselves. Thus as a compromise they settle upon the demand of equal treatment. The sense of justice is a reaction-formation: what was originally jealousy and envy is transformed into a social feeling, the sense of justice that insists upon equality for all.
Thursday, August 2, 2007
teh 100th posting!
Claire is famous on teh internets!!!!!
What's a good technique for approaching an attractive stranger on the street?Can I give a fake phone number to someone if they ask me for mine but I don't want them to have it?















