27 posts tagged “video”
Apparently M.I.A. announced at Bonaroo 3 separate times that she's retired now. She's only been on my radar for about two years and I feel like I got in early. What the fuckskis?
I've posted this video before but I wanted to repost out of respect for my girl. These chicks crack me up, BTW:
1) Wagandstuff and I spent the morning getting him ready to fly to Boston next week with me. He got a shitload of shots, had his feces tested (seriously? they shoved a small syringe in my dog's ass. I would have brought some in had I known they needed it. Jesus.), had his nails trimmed, got puppy Valiums for the flight and a pet bag that fits under an airplane seat. Since I was already spending my life savings in one afternoon, I decided to get him a new harness, too. I'll post a picture later.
2) If you haven't done your taxes already and you're like me (completely fiscally irresponsible (see above) (triple parentheses!)), I really suggest going to H&R Block. They hooked my shit up so hardcore it was retarded.* Do you understand that I am a freelancer getting a return? I barely understand it honestly, so if you figure out how the fuck they managed that, please do let me know. For real: If you live in Los Angeles and you need to do your taxes (especially if you think you are eligible for a refund), go see my newest homegirl Carmen down at the H&R Block on 5th and Western. She will Change U 4Eva.
3) Kendall and I made this video of us reading a book of short stories I wrote when I was in 2nd grade. I'm thinking of transcribing the book I wrote in third grade for the net because it truly is like, SO next level compared to this talking chair business. It's a suspense/thriller starring a man named Phil Science, Expert Detective! OK. That's all I'm giving away... I think I will transcribe it soon. Here's the video:
4) One last thing about Wagandstuff. Wagandstuff has a little fanbase. Today at The Coffee Bean on Larchmont a man and his daughter started talking to me about my dog, and he asked me what his name was. When I told him, he said "WAGANDSTUFF! I KNOW YOU! We met you at Amoeba, remember? Yeah, we loved that name. We were going to steal it and hope we never saw you again." It was very, very cute and I remembered that the little girl had pinned back Wags' ears in the middle of the record store and was squealing "OH MY GOD! HE'S SO CUTE LIKE THIS! DAD! ISN'T HE SO CUTE LIKE THIS!?" and I was laughing because I often do that myself and think the same thing, minus the "DAD" part, because that would be weird. (When are one of you guys going to tell me what a run-on sentence is???) Nearly every email I get mentions Wagandstuff, first and foremost. His star power is evident and I know I've been saying it since day uno, but his attitude has got to change if he ever wants to be a model. No one wants to work with a diva who's just starting out. I tell him that. I tell him that every day.
*best/worst sentence I've ever written
Right? Am I right?
And on that roadtrip, she made a video:
Last night we went to St. Nick's and Bergen's.
And here's another episode of Disasterpiece Theater:
1) I am so drunk I can barely form a sentence
2) The woman comes into the bathroom and says to Ed "I thought this was a woman's room"
3) You can see this registering on my face initially, and then a moment later and then again a few more moments later.
4) In a bathroom with an echo, I start whispering "She's a bitch"
5) Ed tries to take me into the mens room, but it's occupied. Later I do go in there and it's so disgusting I decide to wait for the bitch to vacate the ladies room.
6) Why do I have to turn it into a gynecological thing? Why am I so mean?
7) NEW FRIEND TREVOR FOREVER.
[Edit: I just noticed I had no "h" in thrilled for the last 18 hours or so. I was very drunk when I posted this last night... but left it up this morning because there's no denying Selena.]
Kendall and I made a video tonight. We're editing our own cuts of it. Kendall's starting a Tumblr, which should be updated pretty soon. Add her to your dashboard.
I worked about eight hours yesterday for the Oscars. I passed out really hard at midnight and slept until 9:40 today... whoops. I don't even sleep that late on the weekends. I think I'm coming down with something and I'm just praying it's not that gnarly flu that's going around. I don't have insurance, I don't want to go to the doctor. I'm going to drink the Airborne I got in my Christmas stocking and maybe like, get some Jamba Juice or something. I don't know. It will be fine.
Barbara Walters is telling her Barak Obama story on The View for the third time this season. Bitch.
Awesome clip, BTW:
Defamer livebloged the Oscars. I cut clips of the show as it was airing. Check it out here:
Liveblogging The Oscars: Choke On The Glitz
I realize I should have posted this hours ago.
