Latest Discovery: Hollywood Autopsy indeed has a website.

       (Lu's most infamous Art Professors' neo-Punk Rock band from the '80s)

Perhaps I'm the last to know...

Additionally, there's a facebook group supporting them 24 years after their break-up

To Lawrentian readers: This offers a glimpse into Julie and Johnny "Pukeface's" angsty adolescent past... (i.e. our wildest dreams).

(Indie Glamour in all it's glory... for the 80's)


Immediately upon my discovering this, Luke messages me, and I quickly inform him of the site, as he and I participate in an underground and entirely justifiable idolization (or perhaps it's an ideation) of these two figureheads in Lawrence society.

( Our mutual insights were as follows: (under the cut) )


Update: This entry retrospectively sucks. It glorifies assumptions, schemas, stereotypes, and false assumptions, and capitalizes on them. [5.11.2008]

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Pop-Culture Updates:

This week on Jeopardy!
My 7th Grade Science Teacher (and FPS Coach)

Susan Herder
St. Paul, MN

Play her 'Hometown Howdy' Video
(it's about 8 seconds long)

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Additional thoughts:

I ate an olive today and liked it. Now I'm all grown up.

Nicki is playing Diner Dash on her phone, waiting for me to finish updating so we can watch the season finale of Rome. She just shouted, "Oh my god! Now we have tables that can seat six!"

Also: in case you're like me, and shamelessly glaze over subject heads, I would like to reiterate that so much HTML went into posting this, I should get an award.

[paper] beauty incarnate: Peter Callesen. i.e.:



or, www.petercallesen.com if you're not into specifics.

other themes: from a cradle to a casket [born in diapers, die in diapers?], skeletons in closets, caged angels, and unavoidable destruction.

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in other news:

i am starting a line of birth control products.

slogan: 'make love, not babies.'

update!: fauxveries (work that one out).

no, i will not lj-cut this.





just updated the shit out of my myspace. took a lot out of me, yah-no?


clickity clickity! on the banner for a legitimate waste of time.


found my new best friends at unique thrift on tuesday:



noteable julie and/or johnny quote (i think it was johnny, but he/she didn't sign his/her name): "The shaved-head Brittany painting with speeded up Violent Femmes is pretty hilarious. Is this what video art is coming to? Pop culture satire?"

the quote is in response to: knock offs of this speed painting of Lost's (a.k.a. my longest-avoided and now happily succumbed-to addiction) John Locke.

find the humor in the "videos like this" section.

i strongly support subversive youtube parodies of youtube videos. am i just a product of digital processes? the class, or the art?

e.g.: dove evolution parodies. (slob evolution, for example, highly recommended)

i need everyone to stop what they're doing and loop Que Honda Guero (Beck) on repeat on their itunes right the fuck now. the beat is consistent the whole piece and when it ends and starts back up again, you can't even tell. it's like one continuous amazing song. fucking do it.

I'm no Martin Luther King Jr. or anything, but the other night I had a dream.

There was this enormously fat, handicapped cat in my dream, and it could talk to me. And the cat was just a huge fucking asshole to me and it kept ordering me around. And since it couldn't walk cuz it was fucking handicapped, I had to carry it around all over the place... because it was the cat's birthday. And for some reason, I had to introduce the cat to all of its guests, which is sort of counter-intuitive considering that it was his fucking birthday... asshole cat. I hated that bitch.

End of dream.

So I'm sitting at lunch today, and I'm rubbing my eye, and all of a sudden the side of the bridge of my nose right next to my eye starts gushing blood. After a couple of minutes, a lot of blood-filled napkins, and some crazy looks, Willemijn decides to take me to the health office. My eye bleeds all the way across campus for five minutes, then stops on the bridge outside of Ormsby. The health office is closed, so we grab some free condoms and stress balls, and come back later. The lady told me that sometimes, clusters of capillaries and little tiny blood vessels form in these concentrated spots, and that when i scratched it when i was rubbing my eye, i opened them up and all of them just started gushing blood, because that's what opened veins and capillaries do. It's funny, though, I'd totally been wondering what that crazy red birthmark-looking thing was next to my eye, cuz it just sort of appeared over time over the past few months... and now I know. Here's a visual representation:



Another thing. I'm so on MTV.com right now mooching off of Alyssa Williams' MADE fame. Check it out! VIDEO CLIP SCREEN CAPTURE!



That's pretty much an accurate screen cap of what I looked like every day in sociology. I hated that class... atleast Walseth was hot. Shit. Like I just said that.

i don't know if he'd want me to do this... but i couldn't hold it back any longer.

If you didn't love Will Kramlinger before (which is highly unlikely as he is the most loveable asian this side of the atlantic) you will after you check this shit out:

WillDaBeast

Oh silly string and your rap debuts.


In other news:
luser0: and i'm guessing you think that i would have a penis
luser0: but also you can see it throught my pants a lot