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me praying before bed every night: dear god. thank you for this day. please forgive me all of my sins. i ask that you let me sing the hook on one extremely popular euro dance hit. also please smite all my enemies in the state of rhode island. amen.
review of the new national album after listening to it once in a rental car: it is very very boring. worst album they’ve ever put out. sleep well beast at least had one good song on it (carin at the liquor store)
in their only reporting on missouri’s draconian anti-trans legislation, the NYT conveniently fails to mention that the AG’s citation for requiring 18 months of therapy is literally a NYT magazine article
fuck it, im gonna say it. the costco hot dog is a garbage-tier hot dog experience. 1/4 pound of subpar lukewarm meat, buns that are somehow both soggy and stale, and a condiment selection worse than death row.
The Costco hot dog combo is a legendary meme.
But how does it still only cost $1.50? Introduced in 1985, the price of that combo should be ~$4.20 if adjusted for inflation.
Thankfully, the $216B warehouse retailer has done everything in its power to keep the price down.
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having two monitors is crazy. i’m scrolling around and clicking on shit i didn’t know was there. booking plane tickets to atlantis while i’m trying to turbotax. ordering 1,000 bees while i’m trying to read the news. pooping while i’m trying to pee. etc.
i have a regular at the bar who is a 55 year-old barback at a bbq place who has never eaten fish, an orange, or anything green (from lettuce to green m&ms) who i am extremely excited to serve this to
it’s an indescribable emotion how i’ve felt every night for the past week when my gf and our dying cat fall asleep on my lap while i play resident evil 4
The art world is dead. The institutions have no edge; the Artists have no grounding; at the top there is nothing but money and the thirst for it. Where once there was counterculture there is now culture, from the Chanel guillotine to hypebeast heroism - and so the cycle repeats.
You show work around the world, design for Nike, and popularize "knolling" in a film titled 10 Bullets, required viewing for assistants in your studio (reportedly a cult-like and abusive workplace). You develop systems; you pay minimum wage; you become what you wanted to kill.
Two years later, Thom Yorke wears the shirt onstage with Radiohead. In 1999, a bootleg version of the shirt appears on a bully in the teen romantic comedy movie She's All That. Your career picks up. You become a famous contemporary artist commenting on violence and consumerism.
The year is 1994. You are New York artist Tom Sachs. You design a shirt that says KILL ALL ARTISTS and write a manifesto for your artist collective, NYC Militia.
it’s an indescribable emotion how i’ve felt every night for the past week when my gf and our dying cat fall asleep on my lap while i play resident evil 4
gonna wear my most oldest, most tattered flannel to work, and when a wealthy old white patron inevitably complains, i’ll say it’s a $1200 marc jacobs straight off ezra miller’s back at 2023 paris fashion week and that they’re just uncultured swine who doesn’t understand fashion
POET: dude get this. i was at duffy's place the other weekend. ya ya the farm. lol no he hasn't lived in dinkytown for like a decade mb. but ya i'm chillin in that hammock he has and that's when i realize. i've wasted my life
FRIEND: u shd write a poem abt that