Chili’s Baby Back Ribs (Barbecue Sauce)

People have been asking me for years how I keep my personal style so current. Well, I’m fucking cavin in: SHEE STEES clothes, Copyright 2001. I mean 8. But actually we won’t get the fall line out until summer of 09, so look for my clothes to be at urban outfitters by January. Here’s my new [...]

Guess What Slaves?

Just joshing. I just thought you might like to see my pretty face!

Oh yeah, I wear a mask to hide my disfigurement. Oh well. Yes, I’m still in a band:

Actually, two bands. You know how every band needs a drummer? Well, times two for a synth player (second from right)

And yes, I’m still cool. Hip. [...]

I used to be an actor.

I just got tired of the whole scene and shit, you know, blow. Cocainies. People used to try and put it in my clothes and everybody tried to make me homosexual. I can’t do both! I’m only yuman! Anyways, VH1 (my homies) asked me to be on their new show “Skanks trying to fuck a [...]

I was gone!

Yeah, at least for a few weeks I’m not going to be posting as regularly. Sorry, but they don’t take my blogging seriously in the pokey. That’s right, I’m spending a few days in the Inyo County Jail.

Things they won’t let you do in jail:
1. Leave
2. Write scathing lit crit
3. Write scathing Clit Crit (you [...]

An Additional Post

In addition to today’s Shark Week installment, I’m throwing my two cents out there with an additional post.
Imagine being this plastic cup:

You didn’t sign on for that!
Imagine being the guy second to the left:

You thought your mustache made you “edgy” huh?
Imagine being those two pieces of black electrical tape:

You know your life is over! You [...]

What IS a Kasheestee, anyway, you darling little son of a gun?

Yes, readers: I, like you, am just a passenger on this crazy Ozzy Osborne train called life, and I don’t know what Kasheestees are either. I was contacted by the Elders and made to run this message board, and that is my lot in life. But today, inspired by this awesome band I saw last [...]