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Child Pornography!

North Dakota has decided that they don’t mind being considered a backwards retard state by the rest of us, and is considering passing a law saying that fertilized eggs should be considered persons. This is supposed to make abortion illegal. Of course due to Roe v. Wade, this law is unconstitutional, but what the heck, might as well try anyways right? Well no one really thought it through (big surprise) and so now it turns out that if it passes sonograms might be considered child pornography, and that any miscarriage may be negligent homicide. Congratulations ND State Rep. Dan Ruby, you are PBH’s Ho of the Week!

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Here We Go Magic

The artist of the day is Brooklyn-based Here We Go Magic [ myspace ]. I just picked up their self-titled album off of emusic and I can’t stop listening. The vocals remind me a lot of Paul Simon, but it’s a nice mix of electronic and 70s folksy sounds. Here’s a youtube:

They is playin at Le Poisson Rouge in my new-hometown of NYC on Mar. 3rd, and in my old-home hometown of Bloomington, IN on Mar. 11th at the Cinemat. They are also doing two of the best midwestern music blogs around, Daytrotter and My Old KY Blog. Word.

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Sorry I Missed Your Party

Sorry I Missed Your Party

If you’re like me, you are too busy being a big-time Internet blogger to go to every party that you are invited to. I mean I’m a popular dude, I get invited to lots of parties, not all of them LAN related. Sometimes they are so exciting I liveblog them. Luckily, now there is a blog for me. Katie of SIMYP scours flickr for the best parties, so I don’t have to. I mean, check this out:

Thanks Katie!

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My Application for Online Dating (will you be my valentine?)

My self-summary

I am lurking in the shadows of the Internet, silently stalking you as you glide motionless from page to page. Every binary footprint you leave behind I place gently and securely into my electronic scrapbook, kept safely next to my facebook in a keepsake chest next to the love poems I wrote you but never sent. I stare for hours into photos of your eyes wondering if you ever think about me, thinking about you. I’m sorry I could never love you like a real man. All I can do is dream tenderly these night time dreams of happiness with you, my once and future cyberlove.

What I’m doing with my life

Throwing it away into the meaningless abyss of tomorrow. Waited for you, but you never came. Heart stopped a long time ago, but my watch keeps ticking away the minutes and hours left in this loneliness. Night time came quicker today, the snows must be coming.

I’m really good at

* Smoke and mirrors, strategically placed at the foot of my bed to catch my best angles.

* Wasting time flipping bits, bytes, and words into meaning and motion

* Sophistry, and all the glory that comes with it

* Autoeroticism

* Backdoor beauty ?

The first thing(s) people usually notice about me

I don’t believe in Santa Claus or the toothfairy, so why should they believe in me? You see what you want to see behind your big bright rainbow eyes. I’m smiling at you, but you never notice, never take the time to look beyond your bright beautiful world full of bright beautiful people. I’m stuck here in the archipelago of my mind, swimming island to island never knowing why, but still never able to stay in one place or thought. No roots have I slithering down into the ground, nor am I lost – I only don’t know where I’m going.

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