Monthly Archives: September 2008

yaaaAAAAY Pictures!

Of some random things outside of the Indianapolis Museum of Art.  This was while I was waiting for Scott to get his proposal on.

Don’t Say This Blog Never Taught You Nuthin’.

I just learned that to survive a grizzly bear attack you should play dead, and to survive a black bear attack you should fight back.
I did not know that. Most of you probably did, and it will be like that one time when I was like “Hey! Hey you guys. Did you know that Toto’s Rosanna [...]

Quarterback Killah, Dancefloor Thrillah

It’s settled. I want to dance the cha-cha with Warren Sapp.  Put it on my list.
Also, anyone notice Lance Bass’s partner Lacey , my favorite dancer on So You Think You Can Dance?
Welcome!
I loved it when she said, “I am a huge fan. I thought he was going to marry me, but that’s not going to happen [...]

Reason #2349823 Why I Love Bess Browning

I just found out, literally, at lunch, five minutes ago - that Bess’s grandpa was on Leno as “The Twinkie King.” He consumed one or two twinkies every day for 64 years. He ate them with a banana, because the cream in those spongy cakes was originally banana-flavored, until a banana shortage in WWII led them [...]

Scott and Gretchen: First Comes Love..

A few weeks ago, I guerilla-photographed the proposal of my friends, Scott and Gretchen.  This took place outside of the Indianapolis Museum of Art in front of Robert Indiana’s “LOVE” sculpture.  I’ll show you what the sculpture looks like…

…because I sure as hell didn’t get it in the background from behind the BUSH that I [...]

Jiminy…

I got my wisdom teeth pulled last Friday…more on that later. But wisdom tooth removal means pain killers, and pain killers mean that for the past couple nights I have slept like a brick, despite the Army of Crickets that are staging a coup outside of my apartment.
[For effect, I would have inserted here a picture [...]

Straight Up Now Tell Me

I was feeling particularly bad about myself, midday Saturday.  Every now and again I have these days where I look at my life in its current state and my response is a wine bottle, straight to the lips. If that sounds dramatic to you, it is.  That’s the result of being an only child. And a [...]

Supermac18

There are only 3 reasons I have a YouTube account.
1) To look at the “over 18″ material.
2) To post that random video of me dancing in the sand dunes (446 views?! Who the hell is watching that shit?)
3) To subscribe to 2 channels - Amy Walker, and SuperMac18.
Damon sent me this video a few months ago, [...]

Girl Talk

THIS guy is Girl Talk?

I am torn, people. I am kind of diggin this album.  I never really figured out my stance on sampling.
I’m a total flip-flopper on that:
Warren G sampling Michael McDonald? Good.
Kid Rock sampling Warren Zevon? Go fuck yourself.
Regarding Girl Talk’s Feed the Animals, sampling is all you have. That’s all there is.   [...]

Top Five Quotes from Gone with the Wind

5.) “Miss Scarlett, you know you can’t show your bosom ‘fore 3 o’clock.” — Mammy.
4.) “A cat’s a better mother than you.” — Rhett
3.) “He looks as if…as if he knows what I look like without my shimmy.” – Scarlett
2.) “You’re a conceited, black-hearted varmint, Rhett Butler, and I don’t know why I let you [...]

The Creepy Trees

There are these weird, dead trees near where I live that cast a stark contrast against the sky at sunset.  Whenever I’d pass by them when the light was just right, I’d remind myself that it would make an awesome picture.  I mentioned this to Damon as we were driving home Saturday night. “Why not do [...]

Good God.

You know what’s boring? The Republican convention.  I am enjoying that guy dressed up as Lincoln.
You know what’s NOT boring? RibFest. It was awesome.

The Reverend Peyton’s Big Damn Band

I had a FANTASTIC Labor Day weekend. One of the highlights was attending my first Rib America Festival downtown with Damon. We headed out early Monday afternoon to check out The Reverend Peyton’s Big Damn Band.  If you haven’t seen them, holy crap, do. You need to see, nay, experience them, at least once. People ask me [...]