A+ idea, would eat.

Yes him, and to your other point, even I didn’t know his name was Hugo before 9.02am pst, but everyone knows the Abominable Snowman, and he’s one of the best.

The omission of Hugo is also a travesty.

Also, your post reminds me of a simpler time when MTV was willing to put a lot of really bizarre shit on the air.

Planet Earth, especially anything with fish is soooooo goood. 

Fully back Wonder Showzen. I was very in the leaves the first time I saw the episode that runs the second half backwards and almost lost it. That said, due to a bad experience with psilocybin I cannot watch Sifl and Oly anymore.

We would have had a band if we had our druthers, but timing worked against us, and the singer of the James Brown Tribute band we wanted to hire had just released his first record on Dap Tone records, and Charles Bradley (or Black Velvet as we knew him) was out of reach. He showed up on the ipod playlist, which was…

I find that weed gets me into the cleaning groove much better, and quicker than booze, and helps me focus on the mundane minutiae of domestic upkeep.

I understand that what I’m about to say is utter whataboutism, but in what world does Mike fucking Cernovich, the man who tweeted that “A 40 year old woman is indistinguishable from a tranny” have any footing on which to call other people on appropriate speech (or any credibility at all for that matter)?
And before…

Oh, I wasn’t sure if he smoked the frog venom DMT in addition to the more traditional form of DMT that’s typically extracted from some sort of bark, since I’m not that far yet. But yeah, the frog venom is apparently some form of DMT. Either way, smoke mad frogz.

You buried the drug lede on the Pollan book, he smokes frog venom (which is as far as I currently am in the book). That said, it’s a fascinating read, especially the parts detailing his personal experiences.

The world disappoints once again...

Party Down was a perfect show.

Yep, at least in punk / hardcore / metal, some bands who got hosed by promoters weren’t afraid of throwing hands. I can remember a couple times I saw that happen in the late 90's. 

It’s not just hip hop. There were promoters who were doing big punk / metal festivals like 20 years ago who were pushing this pay to play scam. Most of the ones I knew of are now defunct, but these were typically sketchy dudes who were not above pulling sketchy shit. At least in those circles promoters would…

Tom Bombadil (the Ronnie James Dio of Middle Earth) hates you all.

I’ve always said if they don’t open the door to reveal a Saint Andrew’s Cross then is it really a fantasy suite?

Poor Roy Moore is so delusional that he thinks his reputation can be damaged.

I clicked through hoping to make a joke about blind taste testing victory. I’ll show myself out. 

“I thought he was the fat shitty one who couldn’t act”
That can accurately describe a fair swath of the Baldwin boys.