Have you ever thought it would be cool if we could like, vote in the new messiah, and then he could use his power to expose all of Bush's lies and deceits, who could say with authority "I sure as shit never told him to do any of the crap he's up to...dude is wacked" thus proving to the world that Bush is the real 'evildoer' and must be stopped? And wouldn't it be cool if this new messiah played really groovy guitar and wrote theme music for the second coming and could promise all of us who hate George Bush a place in Heaven?
Behold: Johnny Asia, Pope About Town
Posted by Antigeist at September 27, 2004 12:19 PM
I'm posting something late and in the wrong place. Nice to meet you.
You're fashion entry from the 20th sunk in and stayed there, quietly buried, until today when I was shopping for jeans. The baggy-waistband-at-the-knees thing is sort of endearing and, frankly, kind of hot, if I allow it. "Oh, isn't that cute? Those guys are showing off their asses." It's a street fashion take on the already-established "I pulled my wet suit down just below my waist and now I have ass cleavage and a pubic peek-a-boo" look that surfers have been sporting for years. The contraceptive patch is merely the new nicotin patch which, when I was in high school, showed everybody I was cool enough to have a past. The faux-thong: it's a naughty version of those cheap, plastic belts sold with girls' jeans. New novelty attached to the same pair of jeans is easy to manufacture.
Why do I care? Because by "intellectualizing" it I remove the harsh dressing room sting of "These jeans don't make me look fat. They make me look old."
Posted by: Red Ghost at September 27, 2004 04:40 PMAw, hell. Is it the jeans that makes us look old, or is it the wondering if the jeans make us look old that makes us look old? More importanly, a big whatever (not to you, or your observations, to the topic).
My friend David --a punk-rocker turned grunge rocker turned punk-grunge-alt country rocker-- has a bumper sticker on his bass that reads: If it's too loud, your too old.
I cry geezer. And these days? So does David... Bald. Pudgy. Coupla kids.
Posted by: antigeist at September 27, 2004 07:18 PM