Happy Halloween!
Happy Halloween!
If you don’t want to watch all 8 minutes (and trust me, you should), start around the 4:00 mark. You’re welcome.
All we need now is a Shake Shack.
Dear Byrnes, Im sorry I missed your cheese plate. Even the remnants looked impressive. Love, Lomo
Spike Jonze and Max Records, from the NY Times Magazine. Gorgeous.
I can’t believe I actually get to say this:
I was going to post this video earlier today, but Perez Hilton beat me to it.
My friend Andy is hilarious. And brilliant. You should read his blog.
Something I wrote for Huffington Post that Im actually pretty happy with. I thought this day would never come.
After watching this week’s episode of Hard Knocks with the Bengals, I’ve decided that I don’t care what anyone says, I love Ochocinco. He buys $11 fake diamond earrings at Clare’s! He kicks! He punts! Maybe I’ll be able to do whatever the fuck I want if I change my last name to a number.
Under ‘infuriating’ in my own personal dictionary, you’ll find this picture. Ed Hardy, stick to your douchey tshirts and bedazzling, please. Leave the grapes alone.