February 2010
2 posts
Because You're Happy. And You Know It.
We’ve all found ourselves in a crowd with Navin R. Johnson at one time or another. From a safe distance you watch, the music pulsing through them in a fit of epileptic proportion while they flail dangerously close to your personal space. This DIY percussion accompaniment can easily make or break a crowd but rhythm is not a right; perhaps instead a privilege some unfortunately do not...
October 2009
4 posts
Must be Burt Reynolds or something...
I’ve been known to leap at any given opportunity to sport fake facial hair in public. I prefer mustaches, but I’m not picky; as long as the adhesive can stick for as long as I’m standing, we’re in business.
My birthday is in exactly 53 days and I’m pretty hard to shop for so if you’re stuck, here’s the one way ticket to my upper lip’s heart.
Bone Bone Bone Bone.. Bone.. Bone.. Bone.. Bone.....
If fate is in fact determined by some higher being, my purgatory would go down a little something like this:
Midtown Manhattan, probably in JC Penney’s with half a roll of Charmin on my shoe and Nickelback blaring on the loudspeakers. In walks my 4th grade math teacher, Mr. Vogue, wearing his muscle man charm necklace over his burgeoning pecs tucked in a pastel sweater vest. Surprise! Rapid...
Because, yes, if you jumped off the Brooklyn...
So this is blogging, eh?
