DIY Cut Off Jean Lace Shorts. Another easy and pretty tutorial from Clones & Clowns here.
Seeing someone wear these would blow my mind. Classy and sexy, draws attention to the cutoffs without being overwhelming, I’m jealous that lace doesn’t gel well with male fashion.
My brain for the upcoming weeks. I get to think about ideas again!
The final word on the misplaced agonizing about this damn fine show.
Film Crit Hulk Smash: Hulk Vs. The Girls Criticism
Because on April 20th this year I was reading books by the charming fellows quoted below, so I didn’t really have time to type up those quotes.
I like these cause they’re both pointing out institutional hypocrisy from a non-self-motivated position. It isn’t “man, weed is great man” (even though Hicks does do a bit of that at times,) it’s “hey this is indicative of the many ways that your lives are fucked on a daily basis. It’s a small piece of the overlying puzzle, and when your grandma finishes assembling its 1000 pieces, she’s going to be shocked by the picture of you taking a reaming.”
The fact that these two are dead is one of the few things that can make me feel sad.
I quit doing drugs. I used to take drugs and I quit. But I’ll tell you something honestly about drugs, and I don’t think this is said enough anymore- I mean, it’s the truth: I had a great time doing drugs. Hahahahaha! Sorry. Never murdered anybody, never robbed anybody, never raped anybody, never beat anybody, never lost a job, a car, a house, a wife, or kids, laughed my ass off, and went about my day. Sorry.
I have never heard one reason that rang true why marijuana is against the law. Never heard one reason that rang true why marijuana is against the law. Marijuana grows all over the world, serves a thousand different functions, ALL of them positive. To make marijuana against the law is like saying God made a mistake. You know what I mean? It’s like God on the seventh day looked down on his creation, and he said, ‘There it is, my creation. Perfect and holy in all ways. Now I can rest… Oh my Me! I left fucking pot everywhere. I should never have smoked that joint on the third day, shit. Boy, if I leave pot everywhere, it’s gonna give people the impression they’re supposed to use it. Shit! Now I have to create Republicans.’
I am not promoting the use of drugs, I’m just saying if you’re gonna have a war against drugs, have ‘em against all drugs including alcohol, the number one offender, or shut the fuck up. And oh, by the way, my simple pleasurable advice would be: shut the fuck up. Ha ha ha ha ha. Just shut up. Your ways are tired, your point of view is meaningless, and you live hollow fucking lives.
Bill Hicks, “Recorded Live at Funny Bone, Pittsburgh, PA,” Love All The People, 1991.
I don’t smoke pot, and I’m glad because then I can champion it without special pleading. The reason I don’t smoke it is because it facilitates ideas and heightens sensations—and I’ve got enough shit flying through my head without smoking pot.
At this time, ladies and gentlemen of the jury, the State will present its closing argument in the case against marijuana: It leads to the use of heroin and other dangerous, addictive drugs.
If this syllogism holds true, the bust-out junkie will say to his cellmate: ‘I am a heroin addict. I started smoking marijuana and then naturally I graduated to heroin. By the way, my cellmate, what happened to you? How did you come to murder three guys in a crap game? You’ve got blood on your hands. How did you first get obsessed with this terrible disease of gambling? Where did it all start?’
‘Oh, I started gambling with Bingo in the Catholic Church.’
Lenny Bruce, How To Talk Dirty and Influence People, 1965.