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If you don’t know who Antoine Dodson is, you probably just discovered the Internet.

I’ve been counting money (ha!) while listening to Rick Ross’ new album all day long.  Ross has effectively condensed MC Hammer’s meteoric rise and fall in 4 minutes and 59 seconds compare that to an hour of VH1′s Behind The Music listening to Jim Forbes (failed-movie-trailer-voice-over-guy) narrate crap you can’t bounce to.  Ross. Ross.

Fuck television.

Edit:  I just discovered the following

A modern day Robin Hood has been captured.  Although he didn’t really give to the poor, he was a symbol of world peace (right?).

The most likely punishment for Colton Harris-Moore?  See below.

What a slap in the face.

In between Egon Schiele images and making a Fockin-westside-affiliated-gangsta-ass-mixtape I thought to myself, “man, shit, I love John Lee Hooker.”

A couple girls came in the other night while I was working.  There was something that caught my eye about one of them so we proceeded to have a friendly little chat.  She said she was a college student visiting from New Haven, CT.  I thought that was a pretentious way of telling me she is a Yale student.  I enjoyed that.

My ‘Top 25 Most Played’ from iTunes as of today.  I enjoyed that too.

I just discovered this remix yesterday and am in love.

I point to this post.

Viva Espana!

It took me some time to pin down the correct spelling of his name whilst performing a Google search.  That being said…

I don’t really follow Gawker but am posting a link my friend sent me regarding the dress code at American Apparel.

My friend is going to Columbia tomorrow.  I’m going to the Figment Festival on Governors Island. Life is as it should be.

The last realistic solution to stop this wretched oil leak is to enlist the help of this man:

It begins.

The kickoff to the World Cup in South Africa. I had to remind a friend that it is winter down there while he was packing shorts and t-shirts. It definitely ain’t winter in New York City, dust off the ol’ kit and reserve a seat at the pop-up indoor stadium in NoLita and start thrusting your hips like Shakira or don’t.  Either way, you can pretend to be enraged at the poor officiating even though you still don’t understand the offside rule.

My prediction:

The Flying Dutchmen although Spain come in a close second.

The biggest flop of the tournament will be Italy.  Have you seen their roster?  The worst set of strikers ever assembled.

re-sur-gent

adjective
increasing or reviving after a period of little activity, popularity, or occurrence : resurgent nationalism.

Oh how the mighty have fallen only to rise again.  This creation of mine… This blog.  I direct your attention to the 1:05 mark.