Tuesday, September 1, 2009
Saturday, August 29, 2009
Friday, August 28, 2009
Thursday, August 27, 2009
matisyahu-"one day" in studio
had to link this, but it is worth it. sort of a unplugged version with some freestyle. super site with matt pinfield. www.e360live.com.
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
realtors fucking shove it up your ass and are a blight
i am just fucking sick of seeing realtors faces. its a plague!!!! why are they taking space up on signs which could be used for information instead of their stupid headshots!!!! are realtors that vain? if you are a realtor and you have your picture on a sign, billboard, newspaper ad...what is fucking wrong with you!!! give us info about the properties you have for sale, not what you look like.
i know most realtors dont even know what secondary eduction is let alone have one, but really, if you are a realtor, its because you suck at anything else so at least pump up what you are selling instead of your stupid head.
maybe its because most realtors are single/divorced and you are trying to hook up?
i saw our local paper for the first time in a few weeks and was looking at the listing pages and at least one-third to one-half of the space was realtor heads, and in the newspaper it looks like shit anyway!!!! all that space could have been describing more of a property, or more properties. or, heaven forbid, bigger pictures of the property you do have instead of trying to decipher what a house looks like in a photo the size of a postage stamp in newsprint. some house photos were smaller than the retarded headshots.
despite whatever jackass selling seminar you went to in tampa and cheated on your spouse at telling you "you sell yourself", no! say no to this shit. break the cycle of realtors being assfucking liars and monkey-wrenches in the cogs of a transaction.
sell the property. brass tacks, not who you are. dont talk someone into a house, your job is to find what the buyer wants/likes, not convince them to take any specific house just because you have the listing.
and what the fuck are realtors doing at closings?!?!?! i can tell you: picking up the check and interjecting useless information that sometimes causes consternation because of the lack of a high school degree in common sense. a good realtor is beating the bushes for a client or for the next client, not sitting on their fat butt waiting at the end for a check.
take note you uneducated mindless fucks: soon your "job" will be gone. your national organization is already losing control of the MLS and soon as more technically savvy kids realize it, the interweb will be the place to buy.
suck on it you bastards.
i know most realtors dont even know what secondary eduction is let alone have one, but really, if you are a realtor, its because you suck at anything else so at least pump up what you are selling instead of your stupid head.
maybe its because most realtors are single/divorced and you are trying to hook up?
i saw our local paper for the first time in a few weeks and was looking at the listing pages and at least one-third to one-half of the space was realtor heads, and in the newspaper it looks like shit anyway!!!! all that space could have been describing more of a property, or more properties. or, heaven forbid, bigger pictures of the property you do have instead of trying to decipher what a house looks like in a photo the size of a postage stamp in newsprint. some house photos were smaller than the retarded headshots.
despite whatever jackass selling seminar you went to in tampa and cheated on your spouse at telling you "you sell yourself", no! say no to this shit. break the cycle of realtors being assfucking liars and monkey-wrenches in the cogs of a transaction.
sell the property. brass tacks, not who you are. dont talk someone into a house, your job is to find what the buyer wants/likes, not convince them to take any specific house just because you have the listing.
and what the fuck are realtors doing at closings?!?!?! i can tell you: picking up the check and interjecting useless information that sometimes causes consternation because of the lack of a high school degree in common sense. a good realtor is beating the bushes for a client or for the next client, not sitting on their fat butt waiting at the end for a check.
take note you uneducated mindless fucks: soon your "job" will be gone. your national organization is already losing control of the MLS and soon as more technically savvy kids realize it, the interweb will be the place to buy.
suck on it you bastards.
Friday, August 21, 2009
Thursday, August 13, 2009
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
Thursday, July 23, 2009
momofuku ssam bar- the bo ssam
allright. 7 pounds of meat. it was awesome!!!! first, its the only way to get reservations is to order the bo ssam. it takes a real long time to make and you have to give them your credit card and if you bail, they'll whack it.
its pork shoulder. when i emailed for reservations explaining the four of us and a 40th birthday the reply was that they really suggest at least 6 for the bo ssam. i replied we would eat and spend like six and we were in.
it arrives, as other customers oooooo and ahhh, on a huge plate with a bowl of rice, a bowl of butter lettuce leaves and four sauces. one sauce was kimchee, another pureed kimchee, one was green things and another was like a marinara. each one was wicked, but i enjoyed just the sweet, succulent meat.
you take the meat, plop it in the lettuce, top it with the sauce and repeat until your bloat resembles one of sally struthers kids.
i had a rootbeer.
and in the end, the head waiter informed us he was impressed we did that much damage and only four burly men had done better.
i did not need to eat for the rest of the night.
Sunday, July 12, 2009
Saturday, July 11, 2009
saratoga
august, ah... august at the spa. you can not beat it.
there is something to be said about taking a few days off in a row and burning them in saratoga springs in august. hit the track at noon, get some seats and sit down and relax and watch the horses pound by.
usually very good weather. lots of people, lots of stuff to do. take some time off and head to saratoga, even if it is not racing, but the track makes it all the better.
at the track you can look at the swells, dressed in their finest fine, attempt to show why they are better. act drunk and veer their way and watch them scurry. look at all the people betting on the horses. look at all the families having fun while mom & dad blow the kids tuitions.
theres a nathans inside. and a sushi tent with awesome sushi. sundays you get giveaways. oger is there.
after, head to siros for some soft-shell & oysters, then cab it downtown and watch the kids line up for their favorite bar.
hit 9 maple and get some good scotch in you.
the bars close at 4, so drink until you need a doughboy and stumble back to your room.
then get up and do it again.
Thursday, July 9, 2009
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
cool for cats
The indians send signals
From the rocks above the pass
The cowboys take positions
In the bushes and the grass
The squaw is with the corporal
She is tied against the tree
She doesnt mind the language
Its the beating she dont need
She lets loose all the horses
When the corporal is asleep
And he wakes to find the fires dead
And arrows in his hats
And davy crockett rides around
And says its cool for cats
The sweeneys doing ninety
cos theyve got the word to go
They get a gang of villains
In a shed up at heathrow
Theyre counting out the fivers
When the handcuffs lock again
In and out of wandsworth
With the numbers on their names
Its funny how their missus
Always look the bleeding same
And meanwhile at the station
Theres a couple of likely lads
Who swear like hows your father
And theyre very cool for cats
Theyre cool for cats
To change the mood a little
Ive been posing down the pub
On seeing my reflection
Im looking slightly rough
I fancy this, I fancy that
I wanna be so flash
I give a little muscle
And I spend a little cash
But all I get is bitter and a nasty little rash
And by the time Im sober
Ive forgotten what Ive had
And evrybody tells me that its cool to be a cat
Cool for cats
Shake up at the disco
And I think Ive got a pull
I ask her lots of questions
And she hangs on to the wall
I kiss her for the first time
And then I take her home
Im invited in for coffee
And I give the dog a bone
She likes to go to discos
But shes never on her own
I said Ill see you later
And I give her some old chat
But its not like that on the tv
When its cool for cats
Its cool for cats
difford/tilbrook-squeeze
listen to it here
From the rocks above the pass
The cowboys take positions
In the bushes and the grass
The squaw is with the corporal
She is tied against the tree
She doesnt mind the language
Its the beating she dont need
She lets loose all the horses
When the corporal is asleep
And he wakes to find the fires dead
And arrows in his hats
And davy crockett rides around
And says its cool for cats
The sweeneys doing ninety
cos theyve got the word to go
They get a gang of villains
In a shed up at heathrow
Theyre counting out the fivers
When the handcuffs lock again
In and out of wandsworth
With the numbers on their names
Its funny how their missus
Always look the bleeding same
And meanwhile at the station
Theres a couple of likely lads
Who swear like hows your father
And theyre very cool for cats
Theyre cool for cats
To change the mood a little
Ive been posing down the pub
On seeing my reflection
Im looking slightly rough
I fancy this, I fancy that
I wanna be so flash
I give a little muscle
And I spend a little cash
But all I get is bitter and a nasty little rash
And by the time Im sober
Ive forgotten what Ive had
And evrybody tells me that its cool to be a cat
Cool for cats
Shake up at the disco
And I think Ive got a pull
I ask her lots of questions
And she hangs on to the wall
I kiss her for the first time
And then I take her home
Im invited in for coffee
And I give the dog a bone
She likes to go to discos
But shes never on her own
I said Ill see you later
And I give her some old chat
But its not like that on the tv
When its cool for cats
Its cool for cats
difford/tilbrook-squeeze
listen to it here
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
Monday, July 6, 2009
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
Thursday, June 25, 2009
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
Sunday, June 21, 2009
loser
In the time of chimpanzees I was a monkey
Butane in my veins so I'm out to cut the junkie
With the plastic eyeballs, spray paint the vegetables
Dog food skulls with the beefcake pantyhose
Kill the headlights and put it in neutral
Stock car flamin' with a loser and the cruise control
Baby's in Reno with the vitamin D
Got a couple of couches asleep on the love seat
Someone keeps sayin' I'm insane to complain
About a shotgun wedding and a stain on my shirt
Don't believe everything that you breathe
You get a parking violation and a maggot on your sleeve
So shave your face with some mace in the dark
Savin' all your food stamps and burnin' down the trailer park
Yo cut it
Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby so why don't you kill me?
Double-barrel buckshot
Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
Forces of evil in a bozo nightmare
banned all the music with a phony gas chamber
Cos one's got a weasel and the other's got a flag
One's got on the pole shove the other in a bag
With the rerun shows and the cocaine nose job
The daytime crap of a folksinger slob
He hung himself with a guitar string
Slab of turkey neck and it's hangin' from a pigeon wing
You can't write if you can't relate
Trade the cash for the beef for the body for the hate
And my time is a piece of wax fallin' on a termite
Who's chokin' on the splinters
Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby so why don't you kill me?
Get crazy with the cheeze whiz
Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby so why don't you kill me?
Drive-by body pierce
Yo bring it on down
I'm a driver, I'm a winner
Things are gonna change, I can feel it
Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
I can't believe you!
Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
Sprechen sie deutsche, baby
Know what I'm saying?
-Beck
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
Saturday, June 13, 2009
watch o'reilly bury himself
this thing is nine minutes long but it shows what a hypocritical lunatic bill o"reilly is. i dont give two shits about this whole argument. i think that if you let this issue effect your life by more than just thinking about either way it then you are a loser, but watching this guy implode is pretty good stuff.
Friday, June 12, 2009
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