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May 2017 issue of

…partly because I wrote two short pieces in it—one on Donald Trump’s Tweets, another on ridiculous job listings—but also because it’s damn pretty.

You can also check them out here and here.

These two articles didn’t generate nearly as much hatred as this one,

-Shady

What a buffoon.

I encourage each of you to do what I just did and report him.

STEP ONE:

Seriously...

STEP TWO:

...spot...

STEP THREE:

...on.

It’s both accurate and funny!

Word,

-Wayne

…because I truly feel all of this condenstration must first be extractionated so the record may be set and my name cleared.

First and foremost, I’m obviously a huge supporter of all things warblush, and my dedication to any ardentive situation should speak volumes of my character. But one thing I refuse to stand for is the repupodiatry of enemies!

Mangoteeth!

I leave you with this obstoriously bocktuse thought: If I am not fully quantifiled for the job, why have so many packticioners veerently supported me?

And if you don’t buy that, you clearly aren’t a fan of the Bard!

Mockticiously yours,

-Shady

KB and I are heading up north for the weekend!

On our agenda:

1) Pixar!

2) The Walt Disney Family Museum!

3) Alcatraz!

Oh, and we’ll see our friends Sarah and Bill, too.

I won’t be updating “The Blarg” while we’re gone, but feel free to follow our adventure on Twitter and Twitpic if you don’t have anything better to do. You should have something better to do, but if you don’t be my guest.

Have a great Fourth of July, folks!

Out,

-Shady

…while out in Hawaii, so look for a few photo uploads over there. Or you can avoid Twitter altogether and just go straight to my Twitpic page.

My life really isn’t that fascinating,

-Shady

Look for my Twitter and Twitpic updates from Sin City!

Know when to hold ’em,

-Shady

Follow every single movement of this new “Lost” podcast by clicking here!

Stalking is the new foreplay,

-Shady

We Live In Public (Interloper Films)

"We Live In Public"

1. In December 1999, one hundred strangers entered the “Quiet Project.” The brainchild of dot-com tycoon Josh Harris, “Quiet” was a pod motel set up in the basement of a New York City building; for the period of a month, its inhabitants would live, eat, shit, drink, shower and fuck out in the open in front of the project’s other dwellers. Everything was provided, from food and booze to drugs and firearms. And the whole event, every second of that month, would be captured on film forever. Now, go back and read that entire paragraph again. Actually, better yet, just watch the trailer:

2. Director Ondi Timoner (of “DiG!” fame) returns with this intense and terrifying look into the roller-coaster life of Harris; along the way, we realize how frail the human psyche can become when one’s every move is broadcast for the world to witness. You know, with things like blogs and Twitter and Facebook and Blip and Flickr… all of which I maintain accounts on.

3. The film’s subject, Josh Harris, is easily one of the top-ten best film villains of the past decade. Unfortunately for Harris, “We Live In Public” is a documentary and not a fictional narrative.

4. Filmed over a ten-year span, and edited down from over 5,000 hours of footage, Timoner has done a brilliant job at giving her audience those elements that are absolutely necessary to move the story along. With that much footage captured, she easily could have edited out the nastiness of the story, manipulating the audience’s opinion along the way. Instead, the film feels as raw and honest as it should. Kudos to Timoner for leaving the ugliness in.

5. “We Live In Public” left me feeling embarassed for Harris, ashamed of what humans are capable of, and terrified for the future that lies ahead. I can’t wait to see it again.

Big Brother is now,

-Shady

…in just a few hours.

I’ll try and update “The Blarg” from the road, but if you want to keep track of my minute-by-minute mobile updates, make sure you’re following me on Twitter.

Nerdspeed,

-Shady

Old Poop!