Liz
Baby.

yeah,
so i had to create this blog just to find one worthy enough to publish my thoughts and opinions. here they are: i hate things. things like khaki, embroidery, selling things, buying things, throwing things away, and pimento – just to name a few. on the flip side you’ll find the more positive, life-lust nouns and adverbs that constitute the happy me. things like: naked women, glittery guitars, oatmeal soap, old-school anything, new-school anything, genius accidents, faux fur, and naked women – in that order.
there will be way more inspirational anecdotes to come, but this is good enough for now.
peace out,
word,
and bye.
ok, so this is my first ever blog.
for someone who is supposed to be so anti-pop culture, i really dont feel too bad about having (and using) this thing. somehow, i feel more hip than usual. which is difficult to do, because i am pretty damn hip. but yeah, its exciting. so, i think the deal is that i am now supposed to tell some story about childhood that everyone will relate to and find humorous. or maybe i am supposed to try and tell you all (ha. you all. like there is anyone other than joey reading this) what i think is cool. or should i say, what i find “marvelous?”
so what do i choose?
whats worthy of my first blog?
twinkies, man.
twinkies.
they are pretty marvelous. think about it. marvel at how those bastards cram that cream into the center of that spongy cake. wait. not twinkies. zingers. yeah, zingers. you know, twinkies are cool and all, but zingers are like one step closer to God. because zingers have all that twinkies do, plus some. zingers have the icing on top. you know, the kind of icing that if it goes stale it gets all crusty and discolored. but c’mon. you cant beat ‘em. even if they are stale. not only do you get the lard-o white cream in the middle, but also the crusty icing on the top. there are few better combinations.
so yeah, zingers.
thats my first blog.