Music. Film. Popular culture. Through the eyes of a budding teen writer, wasting away in suburbia.

Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Of Meese and Men.

Goose is to geese, as moose is to meese.


I really don't give a fuck about the English language. Mooses sounds shit. Meese is just such a terrific word.
Meese on my friends, meese on!

The greatest of all the meese.

Sunday, March 27, 2011

There are prices to pay

I should be studying, but instead I lie here in pain.
Seriously injured my leg by slipping over on the tiles after I got out of the shower.

Showers are scary sometimes.


Ree ree ree ree ree!

I guess it's time to hit the books, regardless of the pain. I'm supposed to be working at 6am tomorrow morning.. but I don't think that's happening due to a doctor's appointment and a pair of crutches.

Friday, March 25, 2011

Quintessential

Which seat will I take?
Red Riding Hood is shithouse. Don't watch it, I beg you.
Elizabeth Taylor. You are a legend.

I need a friend.
1966 Twiggy, you can be my friend?

Twiggy was pretty.

Watched Planet of the Apes for the first time in ages the other week. I forgot how great it was. So quotable. Plus it's got Charlton Heston, what an actor.. regardless of how ridiculously over the top he is at times. Makes me feel like watching Ben Hur.

You maniacs! You blew it up! Damn you! Damn you all to hell!

I wish I had more time to watch movies and such, but work and study are a little hectic at the moment. I bought a 1970's movie calendar last month. Yes.. for THIS YEAR. Seems like some good films on it though, I might squeeze some time in to watch a couple.

It's like it's been me against the world lately.
I will lie awake.

My tongue will taste of gin and malicious intent.

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Oh boy!

So.. we meet again Mr. Bond.
I've been having such a good time the last couple of months.. I really don't want anything slowing me down.
Everyone I 'meet' seems to slow me down.
"I've got one gear. GO!"

YOU'RE COOL. WE SHOULD CHILL SOMETIME.
just don't be so lame this time round.




I can't believe it's taken me this long to find these guys. For those who can't pick the lead singer, it's hip-hop artist Lupe Fiasco. He's a talented dude to say the least. But fake British accent, really? Still great though.

Monday, March 21, 2011

Look at me, mah!

Someone got to Suburban Bourbon by googling 'Josh Homme is the coolest person alive'.
I thought I had a boil on my bottom. Turns out I was sitting on my laptop power cable, taking volts up the rear. People come here for the pictures, stay for the shit writing. Give the people what they want!


Yep. That pretty much sums up the last month of pop culture.
Oh wait!

Saturday, March 19, 2011

Jam my muffin

Everybody wants a piece of me.
Tongues are attractive.

The lion is out of the cage, friend.
It's okay, I took my shirt off.

Nice to have a general idea of what I'm doing with myself for the next few years. I could really go for a refreshing beverage. Nothing about nothing? That is the moral of the story.

Badadadadah! BAAdadadadadadaduh.

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

6 years later

Thinking about the future is interesting.
What will you be doing? Where will you be? Who will you be there with?
I guess it's a bit much to think about.
All I know is that when the high school reunion comes around I want to be like Charlie Sheen.. WINNING.

Saturday, March 12, 2011

The stars are Sheen-ing.

Imagine what I would have done with my fire-breathing fists.
I'll take a day in the life of Charlie Sheen. Yeah, just one day.

Yeah I'm on a drug. It's called Charlie. Sheen.

Fuck Two and a Half Men, shit show anyway. Late Night with Charlie Sheen? Now we're talking. A documentary would also suffice. Need blog traffic? Write about Charlie Sheen. Charlie Sheen. Charlie Sheen. Charlie Sheen. Charlie Sheen. Charlie Sheen? Yessir, Charlie fucking Sheen.

Funny the stuff you can say when your world is a cocktail of porn stars, cocaine and boat shoes. I feel I need some too.. boat shoes that is.

Life is good friend, life is good.


Whores.