I’m alone because I’m now used to getting up when I want and drinking from the juice bottles and not shaving my legs and leaving dishes from the night before on my bed and getting up at 3am and seeing a movie and going back to bed at 5am and not hearing a word of scorn. —Lea Lane: Why I’m Alone
You missed out.
The piece is attached via a network cable to the internet where it monitors news and search results for “paris hilton” and “paris france” and displays an average result in real-time.
Apparently my tour rider was “too difficult” (is it really that hard to find 12 camels and cover T-Pain’s expenses??) so I ended up not being a headliner for this… but I will be there, on the DISQUS.com Xtreme 2009 Side Stage! Look for me: I will be the slightly nerdy designer with glasses wearing just enough semi-ironic Western-style clothing to make myself think I’m blending in to Austin.
“Why don’t you back where you came from? Leave me alone! Goodbye, my friend.”
Loud and clear.
There are over 500 Dick Heads on Facebook. I think that is a pretty low estimate, considering I still get application invites every 2 seconds.
Lousy Smarch weather.
Yes!! Time to tip back a Lone Star and hit the Tumblr IRL Party at SXSW, where it’ll at least be a little warmer. Oh what, you’re going to be too busy winning an award or “poking” people at the Facebook party? That’s totally washed.
“I’m a cool black guy!”
“I’m a pirate, shiver me timbers!”
