Oh man.
From a recent volume of the DEA’s monthly publication Microgram Bulletin: ecstasy tablets in the form of our president’s head.
Yes, Barack Obama-shaped ecstasy.
Right concept, wrong market: I have to confess that if someone actually made Barack Obama chewable vitamins or candies, I would totally buy them.
It seems that Kanye West’s beef extends well beyond Taylor Swift and the VMA voters. Head on over to I’mma Let You Finish for the highlights.
Schnell! Bonus Round:
Adolf Hitler can forget about Michael Crabtree for a while . . .
(via Frank)
It was raining yesterday, and I haven’t painted anything in years.
Yesterday’s art project: a portrait of Steve Zissou.
Acrylic on canvas, 12×16.
And it’s for sale, if the price is right (interested parties please comment below).
[As I write this, "Roadhouse" is playing on TV.]
90’s movie star Patrick Swayze lost his battle with cancer yesterday.
His phantom arms are around us all now.
Farewell, Mr. Swayze.
My Way or the Highway Bonus Round:
Mystery Science Theater 3000’s “Patrick Swayze Christmas” song.
(You mourn your way, I’ll mourn mine)
Dude, remember that trip you took to Denmark a year and a half ago?
And remember that hot Danish girl you hooked-up with?
Dude, I have some news for you:
1). Her name is Karen.
2). You got her pregnant.
3). You have a nine month old son named August.
4). I’m totally moving to Denmark.
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