Me? advice? kevin, stop sleeping with girls you meet in. . . bars?
NONE OF US WOULD HAVE EVER HAD SEX AT ALL IF WE DIDN’T DO THAT, MW
WELL WHYS YOU ASKIN ME FO ADVICE DEN.
P.S. YR PICS R VERY FUNNYS ON THE FLICKRS
James Taylor is on my tv singing a song about anthropomorphic cars, WTF
otm!!
i’m predicting an original song oscar next year for bruce springsteen’s “i’m ghost rider (2007)”
otm especially if it ever gets posted on schefter’s blog.
“schefters” blog. riiiiiiiiiight.
what are you implying, kind sir
i know the truth, ruth.
BAN MARK
hahahaha otm
i think surrealism is about to have a moment. elsa schiaparelli = sort of noize
She is also well known for her surrealist designs of the 1930s, especially her hat’s, including the Dalí design resembling a giant shoe and one a giant lamb chop
excuse me, i just post whatever on the dc thread rather than find an appropriate thread. should i post this on schefterblog instead?
POST ON BOTH???
well country night was an unmitigated disaster
I’m not from DC and I’ve never posted on or read this thread before, but it would appear that THIS is where all the ILX action is. Who knew? Anyway, greetings and carry on.
(I used to live in DC when I was a tot. I lived at 7704 Alaska Ave., near shepherd park. I was 7 when we moved. I think it’s not a very great neighborhood anymore. It was nice back then. We were almost the only white family on the block.)
shepherd park is a GREAT neighborhood still—not a ton of young people, but really nice families, well-organized neighborhod listserv, etc. i lived there from 1/06–5/06 (14th and juniper), and totally enjoyed it.
wicker man was dead retarded you guys
I watched some of CSI: Miami last night after the Oscars and let me tell you that youtube clip is only a tiny glimpse into how utterly addictive Caruso’s speaking cadence can be
BTW I figured out the “Shocking Alternate Ending” to wicker man—after receiving the mysterious letter from his ex-fiancee, Nick Cage (remembering his days as an ex-con realizes that kidnapping is a federal matter under USC title 18 and notifies the Seattle Field Office of the FBI. Several FBI SAs arrive on Summer’s Isle and are murdered by mobs of bitches, the Governor and the US AG authorize deadly force and send in a fleet of national guard Apaches to raze the colony to the ground with volley after volley of 70mm Hydra rockets. The survivors are rounded up and sent to homes for mental people.
you at least have to admit that scenario is both shocking and alternate
yes that is the alternative to him burning to death after getting his legs hacked up.
from the spam mail folder: “condoms make for more enjoyable bus rides”
i mean i like the cut of your jib spam mailer but really that’s a little sub risky business, isn’t it?
are we going to move across the street
;_;
i think we have to as this is getting slooooooooooooooooooow
okay, i’ll go rent the u-haul. you guys can start boxing things up.
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if we move to stupid new ilx i’m reinventing myself as a cuet girl so all the internet dudes crepe on me
i will be this girl, specifically:
we have to move, this place is condemned, landlord is kicking us out, rats in the servers, plus i hate that old lady bitch upstairs.
i’m going to reinvent myself as this girl
btw gis for “adam schefter” is now actually the funniest thing in the world
black lodge dudes
also hey maria! you’re funny and nice!
DAER INTERVIEWEE
SHOW UP I WILL INTERVIEW YOU WITH THESE STUPID STOCK QUESTIONS I HAVE BEEN FORCIBLY ASSIGNED
BUT C’MON I HAVEN’T GOT ALL DAY ;_;
wait who am i kidding i’m not doing anything today
Your search—“goodbye sandbox”—did not match any documents.
;_;
We walked on the beach beside that old hotel
They’re tearing it down now, but it’s just as well.
I haven’t shown you everything a man can do
So stay with me baby, I’ve got plans for you
This are the time to remember
Cause it will not last forever.
These are the days to hold onto
Cause we won’t although we’ll want to.
This is the time, but time is going to change.
You’ve given me the best of you,
And now I need the rest of you.
Did you know before you came into my life,
Some kind of miracle that I survived.
Someday we’ll both look back and have to laugh
We lived through a lifetime and the aftermath
This are the time to remember
Cause it will not last forever.
These are the days to hold onto
Cause we won’t although we’ll want to.
This is the time, but time is going to change.
I know we have to move somehow,
But I don’t want to lose you now.
Sometimes it’s so easy to let a day slip on by
Without even seeing each other at all
But this is the time you’ll turn back to and so will I
And those will be the days you can never recall
And so we embrace again behind the dunes.
This beach is so cold on a winter afternoon,
But holding you close is like holding the summer sun,
All warm from the memory of days to come.
This are the time to remember
Cause it will not last forever.
These are the days to hold onto
Cause we won’t although we’ll want to.
This is the time, but time is going to change.
You’ve given me the best of you,
And now I need the rest of you.
guys maybe we should walk on the beach one more time in our bare feet and feel the waves roll across our pressed khakis before we move.
When are you gonna come down
When are you going to land
I should have stayed on the farm
I should have listened to my old man
You know you can’t hold me forever
I didn’t sign up with you
I’m not a present for your friends to open
This boy’s too young to be singing the blues
So goodbye yellow brick road
Where the dogs of society howl
You can’t plant me in your penthouse
I’m going back to my plough
Back to the howling old owl in the woods
Hunting the horny back toad
Oh I’ve finally decided my future lies
Beyond the yellow brick road
What do you think you’ll do then
I bet that’ll shoot down your plane
It’ll take you a couple of vodka and tonics
To set you on your feet again
Maybe you’ll get a replacement
There’s plenty like me to be found
Mongrels who ain’t got a penny
Sniffing for tidbits like you on the ground
oh mw u r speakin my language
“This are the time to remember”
billy jorel otm
this place has been really special to me. the times, the memories, the laughter. the drunken vomiting. the sordid details of our lives. we are now drifting out to sea, our boat aflames, like a viking funeral. and now the boat is overturned by a wave, our coffins dump our bodies into the ocean, where they will be torn apart by blood thirsty sharks.
PEACE.
also hey maria! you’re funny and nice!
— idiot control now (teenagequie...), February 26th, 2007.
Awww, thanks. See you on the udder side.
oh, wow, crosspost old-school style—oh, how I miss ye.
VALHALLA I AM COMING
She grew up in an Indiana town,
Had a good-lookin’ mama who never was around.
But she grew up tall and she grew up right
With them Indiana boys on them Indiana nights.
Well, she moved down here at the age of eighteen.
She blew the boys away, was more than they’d seen.
I was introduced and we both started groovin’.
I said, “I dig you baby, but I got to keep movin’ on.
Keep movin’ on.”
Last dance with Mary Jane, one more time to kill the pain.
I feel summer creepin’ in and I’m tired of this town again.
Well, I don’t know, but I’ve been told,
You never slow down, you never grow old.
I’m tired of screwin’ up, tired of going down,
Tired of myself, tired of this town.
Oh, my, my. Oh, hell, yes.
Honey, put on that party dress.
Buy me a drink, sing me a song.
Take me as I come ’cause I can’t stay long.
Last dance with Mary Jane, one more time to kill the pain.
I feel summer creepin’ in and I’m tired of this town again.
There’s pigeons down on Market Square.
She’s standin’ in her underwear,
Lookin’ down from a hotel room.
Nightfall will be comin’ soon.
Oh, my, my. Oh, hell, yes.
You got to put on that party dress.
It was too cold to cry when I woke up alone.
I hit my last number and walked to the road.
Last dance with Mary Jane, one more time to kill the pain.
I feel summer creepin’ in and I’m tired of this town again.
If you close the door
the night could last forever
Leave the sunshine out
and say hello to never
All the people are dancing
and they’re having such fun
I wish it could happen to me
But if you close the door
I’d never have to see the day again
If you close the door
the night could last forever
Leave the wine-glass out
and drink a toast to never
Oh, someday I know
someone will look into my eyes
And say hello
you’re my very special one
But if you close the door
I’d never have to see the day again
Dark party bars, shiny Cadillac cars
and the people on subways and trains
Looking gray in the rain, as they stand disarrayed
oh, but people look well in the dark
And if you close the door
the night could last forever
Leave the sunshine out
and say hello to never
All the people are dancing
and they’re having such fun
I wish it could happen to me
Cause if you close the door
I’d never have to see the day again
I’d never have to see the day again, once more
I’d never have to see the day again
Blame it all on my roots
I showed up in boots
And ruined your black tie affair
The last one to know
The last one to show
I was the last one
You thought you’d see there
And I saw the surprise
And the fear in his eyes
When I took his glass of champagne
And I toasted you
Said, honey, we may be through
But you’ll never hear me complain
’Cause I’ve got friends in low places
Where the whiskey drowns
And the beer chases my blues away
And I’ll be okay
I’m not big on social graces
Think I’ll slip on down to the oasis
Oh, I’ve got friends in low places
Well, I guess I was wrong
I just don’t belong
But then, I’ve been there before
Everything’s all right
I’ll just say goodnight
And I’ll show myself to the door
Hey, I didn’t mean
To cause a big scene
Just give me an hour and then
Well, I’ll be as high
As that ivory tower
That you’re livin’ in
’Cause I’ve got friends in low places
Where the whiskey drowns
And the beer chases my blues away
And I’ll be okay
I’m not big on social graces
Think I’ll slip on down to the oasis
Oh, I’ve got friends in low places
3rd Verse:
I guess I was wrong
I just don’t belong
But then, I’ve been there before
And everything is alright
I’ll just say goodnight
And I’ll show myself to the door
I didn’t mean to cause a big scene
Just wait ‘til I finish this glass
Then sweet little lady
I’ll head back to the bar
And you can kiss my ass
wait guys seriously that song is secretly awesome and i never knew until just now
Danny says we gotta go
Gotta go to Idaho
But we can’t go surfin’
’Cause it’s 20 below
Sound check’s at 5:02
Record stores and interviews
Oh, but I can’t wait
To be with you tomorrow
Baby
Oho-ho-ho, we got nowhere to go
And it may sound funny, but it’s true
Hangin’ out in 100 B
Watching Get Smart on TV
Thinkin’ about
You and me and you and me
Hangin’ out in L.A.
And there’s nowhere to go
It ain’t Christmas if there ain’t no snow
Listening to Sheena on the radio
Oh-ho oh-ho
(xpost you have apparently never been to a bar with a jukebox in the midwest or in virginia because then you’d know that full well ally)
ok listen i have heard and sang that song 8 trillion times with my stupid sister who only goes to bars that play garth brooks, apparently, but never realized at all until just now how awesome those lyrics are. this might very well be the first time i’ve registered the existence of the song while sober.
no sorry that song sucks
nope it’s awesome
sigh
i’m still here. i’m just like sitting hitting refresh on message boards compulsively while waiting to do this stupid interview cos i have to wait for everyone else to be done before i can go get coffee and smoke because GOD FORBID i get up while other people are doing interview process because THEY MIGHT FINISH ANY SECOND
i’m going to stab myself with a letter opener, is i think what i’m saying here.
that’s how trotsky died little known fact
waiting to interview stalin
i’m here too but can’t seem to submit any messages. maybe 3rd time’s the charm?
guess so.
what a sad story, about the trotsky thing. i feel him on this one.
the actual story sounds a lot more painful and makes my ears itch just thinking about it.
Details:
* You lived in Washington Heights in 2004.
* You hooked up and it was the apocalypse, dudes.
^^^ why does myspace not have something that is otm like this
last night a lady ended a call with me by throwing her phone against the wall and breaking it, i think that also happened to trotsky once
should not have told her i’m the devil’s bounty hunter 8[
yeah that kind of line only works with certain ladies, is the thing.
that is pretty intense though.
last night a lady ended a call with me by throwing her phone against the wall and breaking it,
that is completely fucking awesome. i went to ex-lady friend’s show on saturday night and the first song was a thinly veiled trashing of me. why invite me to that? i cut out after her set after getting a txt msg that the location of my boxer shorts had been ascertained.
that is completely fucking awesome. i went to ex-lady friend’s show on saturday night and the first song was a thinly veiled trashing of me.
lolz. sad, sad lolz.
after getting a txt msg that the location of my boxer shorts had been ascertained.
ok something very similar happened to me once and i was not quite as nonchalant about it but the thing was the person who located my underwear was a random coworker of mine.
also the other board is down so here is the thing we need to think about
she fucked up the solo in that song! the set lagged in the middle but she was getting a nice keith richards tone out of her guitar. her new keyboard/drum machine songs were actually really really good and i wouldn’t have been lying if i told her that had i stuck around to talk to her.
Alex, I will crêpe on you.
So ILX 3 is broken already?
“here is you nu-couch, it is still just springs and metal but it will NEVER FALL OVER, go ahead, sit in it! woops”
IT DIED
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something is not right there I asked for circumflex
i just told interviewee to please excuse my spaced out behavior but i had a long weekend and was in dire need of a smoke and a coffee. bad behavior y/n
YYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY
good behavior if you then took a swig from a martini glass full of jellybeans
hahahaha yes
yeah i should’ve stabbed myself with that letter opener
:D
tonight the part of all the boys on dcilx will be played by prowl
ok romantictransformers.jpg is hilarious
seriously dudes lets just go back here
BACK IN FUCKING BLACK
everything felt great and i knew who i was
oh man i like it here so much more
tom and jon were in love
I DONT WANNA TALK
isn’t it a shame the way our little world has changed?
OH MAMA
I SHOT MYSELF DOWN
MAMA
I
SHOT MYSELF DOWN
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i still love you jon
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