Category: plagiarized

i recently read nymag’s article, “the concrete jungle” and it reminded me of a story that mrs. anderson told us about her experience one day meditating on mount shasta.  she said that she felt overwhelmed with sadness and felt the stress of the earth.  she apologized to mother nature for everything that man has done to destroy her.  suddenly, mother nature spoke back, telling mrs. anderson that everything’s going to be alright.  earth has been around for millennia and has survived catastrophe after catastrophe.  but humans — they’re the ones that should be worried.

i’m not sure that’s a feel-good story, but yay for mom nats and boo to humans.

to the person who invented capitalism and the shackles we know today as “money,” i dedicate this song to you:

in re-evaluating my budget — and this is assuming i don’t find temp work for these next few months — my daily allowance is exactly $20.  what’s really depressing is that $20 is a lot more than a lot of people around the world have to spend — some in a week, some in a month.  but while i’m extremely grateful for these 2 hamiltons, i am also wondering what i can (or can’t) do anymore.

shopping = out of the question
eating = smaller meals and less dining out, which isn’t all that bad
drinking = somehow all socializing centers around drinking these days and i’m wondering if i need to allot a separate beverage budget?
concerts = not unless it’s free or paid for — though if the latter, i usually feel obligated to treat for dinner

well, if anything, this will be the most fascinating experiment i will have embarked on in awhile.  let’s see how far i can stretch my my 20 smackaroos… adventures to be posted!

listening to pandora and heard this song for the first time (it’s been hard keeping up with pop culture since i stopped watching tv, listening to the radio and going to the movies…).  the first verse is hilarious, but the rest of the song is what really speaks to me.

It’s him or me
That’s what he said
But I can’t choose
Between a vegan and a pot head
So I chose you, because you’re sweet and you give me lots of lovin’
and you eat meat
And that’s how you became
My only man of the hour

You never lie
And you don’t cheat
And you don’t have any baggage tied to your forefeet
Do I deserve, to be the one, who will feed you breakfast, lunch, and dinner and take you to the park at dawn
Will you really be
My only man of the hour

I know you’ll never bring me flowers
Flowers they will only die
And though we’ll never take a shower together
I know you’ll never make me cry
You never argue
You don’t even talk
And I like the way you let me lead you when we go outside and walk
Will you really be
My only man of the hour?
My only man of the hour.
My only man of the hour.

ok.  this is actually a pretty horrifying situation to have someone climb into your second floor apartment window and sneek into bed with you while you’re with your kid.  but i have not laughed so hard in so long until i saw these two videos back to back.

first, the news report, which in and of itself is pretty hilarious:

and then this video got me rotfluipimpaltp (or rolling on the floor laughing until i peed in my pants and lost ten pounds):

i really admire the brother in the video who totally has his sister’s back.  so earnest.  so fabulous.  so awesome.

if it’s true i will pee in my pants.  two unreleased track leaked in two days?  here’s the latest.