26.4.06

william pope l.

You should really look at this guys work.


5 comments:

madam tyrant said...

Ha ha, so Dan says he's off the blog. Over it if you will. So I guess that means we can all talk behind his back...

Anna Nym said...

That's too bad. His "Five Bucks, Brand New" post was the stem of what became a chain-story, and the inspiration for Grant to make a film. That makes Dan's contributions, perhaps, some of the most important ones on the blog.

Oh well.

ETC said...

I miss him.

madam tyrant said...

So thanks to those of you (Cole) who popped in to our awkward little party today. If you weren't there,(most of you), I'll give you a little recap of the afternoon. We arrived at our saviors church early to meet with the pastor, who didn't show up at all, to find many middle aged ladies in strange 50's housewive attire. The 50's were apparently the theme of the party, for some strange reason when these ladies think DAN AND TIFFANY, they think ooh the fifties! So I was of course for the second time this weekend dressed completely innapropriatly which forced me to kidnap dan's sister and run to target to find some attire that i could return at a later date- make that four hours later. So back to the nightmare. There were many little strange finger foods- i guess people ate a lot of weird ass shit in the fifties like jello with fruit suspended in it, and tiny little sandwiches made of processed, minced ham. Oh and by the way, Partridges parents are, for the record, really fuckin weird. So we ate little finger sandwiches and waited for people to arrive- half hoping that they wouldn't- until everyone got so bored that we were forced to open our presents in front of everyone against my best wishes. So everyone scooted up their chairs and stared at us very awkwardly until the presents were opened. No one really talked, or laughed, it was all very twilight zone. Also, due to a target registry malfunction, nothing that people purchased was marked off the registry so we basically got four of the cheapest gifts on our registry in triplicate. Yeah did I fail to mention that I realized our families are fucking cheap. Dan's parents got us a rad digital camera w/ a printer dock and that was sweet but mostly we got dish towels and slotted spoons. Oh we did hit the jackpot on a 25 dollar gc to fleet farm. So after we opened presents- I mean immeadiatly after-everyone left.
There were no real congratulations or anything resembling niceties. One of my girl friends who will remain nameless told me sorry she missed my real shower the night before, but she didn't think she could handle coming to two showers. This whole thing was kind of a train wreck, not because of the materialistic nonsense, but because of the atmosphere. Does no one really give a shit about marriage anymore? People just kept saying "two more weeks, do you think your ready?" What the fuck kind of a thing is that to say to a 23 year old girl at a fifties themed couples shower two weeks before her wedding? So, as of now, Dan is sleeping it off on the couch (he's actually just as upset about the whole thing as I am, which makes me feel a lot better), and I am starting to actually feel a little better, although I still feel like I need a pony and a bowl of ice cream to feel all the way better. Moral of the story: GO TO FUCKING VEGAS WHILE YOU STILL HAVE TIME!!!!!

ETC said...

Nice rant T-bone.

suspended Jello, finger food... Twilight zone psuedo suburbanite wedding shower...

ha ha.

you made my night...no, its morning now... no its noon... shit.

I'll go to sleep sometime.