Fashion Board 2-3-04 to 3-5-04

[idle acts]

I just received an e-mail inviting me to purchase my very own, officially licensed, Crucifixion Nail Pendant on a 20" leather cord.

You'll be pleased to know that the nail is pewter, 1-7/8" long, features Isaiah 53:5 inscribed on the side, and has an oval tag near the clasp engraved with words "The Passion of the Christ."

All this for a mere $12.99. That wingnut Gibson has actually licensed film related merchandise.

:wtf??:

[Shape Shifter]

Originally posted by idle acts
I just received an e-mail inviting me to purchase my very own, officially licensed, Crucifixion Nail Pendant on a 20" leather cord.

You'll be pleased to know that the nail is pewter, 1-7/8" long, features Isaiah 53:5 inscribed on the side, and has an oval tag near the clasp engraved with words "The Passion of the Christ."

All this for a mere $12.99. That wingnut Gibson has actually licensed film related merchandise.

:wtf??:

Christ (tm) that's hot.

[tmdiva]

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Well, based on response to him here, I wasn't shocked that John Stevens made it into the finals, but I can say I was a little disappointed. Not too disappointed, though, because everyone I liked (and lots I didn't) who wasn't already picked is coming back for the wild card round.

Interestingly, all the wild card contestants are from the final 32--so there won't be anyone entirely new next week, like there was last season (Carmen Rasmussen anyone?). Also, so far there are six women and two men in the final 12. There are seven women and five men in the wild card round. It seems quite unlikely (though I suppose it's always possible) that there will be equal numbers of women and men in the finals this year.

tm

PS Some friends of mine who've been together for 18 years went down to the county office today to get a marriage license. Happy day!

[Fugee]

Originally posted by idle acts
I just received an e-mail inviting me to purchase my very own, officially licensed, Crucifixion Nail Pendant on a 20" leather cord.

You'll be pleased to know that the nail is pewter, 1-7/8" long, features Isaiah 53:5 inscribed on the side, and has an oval tag near the clasp engraved with words "The Passion of the Christ."

All this for a mere $12.99. That wingnut Gibson has actually licensed film related merchandise.

I hadn't seen that one. He licensed little pewter things sort of like worry stones -- you put them in your pocket -- that say "Passion" in English or Greek. He also put out a picture book with stills from the movie. I saw both of those at the local Christian bookstore. Mel's no slouch when it comes to merchandising. He's going to make a mint from this movie and related stuff.

[Cookiepuss]

Originally posted by notcasesensitive
I'll admit I miss New Jersey a little bit. Especially that rest stop near Trenton where I lost my virginity...

Merci, my bon ami. While New Jersey, remains banned, I am so flattered to be referenced here that I felt I had to make an appearance. Of course, while the butt of many of jokes, Trenton is a charming community filled with historic presence and pride.

For example, while it is common knowledge amongst the intelligentsia that General George Washington did, in fact, sleep here, albeit not at a so-called “rest stop”, it is less well known that this is the place where he first came to the fore as a daring military commander, proving his mastery of the command position and as such, saved the colonies' floundering ass while bludgeoning the pasty buttocks of the brits.

As the story goes, Georgie-boy did not, in fact, sleep much on the 2nd of January, 1777, as he scoped out his approach for breaching the Assunpink Creek to have military intercourse with the British army of General Cornwallis who were poised for his assault.

All in all, in scoring a victory over the Brits GW did execute a brilliant rear attack on the lads on the morning of January 3.

Apropos of none of that, ironically, once upon a time, to the blaring strains of Thunder Road, off of a well-worn bootleg copy of the Boss’s triumphant hot and sweaty 1984 return to the Stone Pony in Asbury Park, a nubile teenager from another exit on the ‘Pike, who was later to become known as notcasesensitive, gave her tender little loins up, for the first time, to her third cousin once removed in the front seat of a ’78 AMC Pacer behind the Burger King’s trash bin at was later to become the Howard Stern Rest Stop.

Sadly, for ms. ncsensitive’s legacy and the millions of adoringly big-haired teen jersey girls looking to follow in her virginal footprints, that infamous rest stop was shuttered in 2003.

[baltassoc]

Originally posted by Trenton, NJ
Trenton, N.J.

Every time I take the train to NY, I am stuck by the sign on the bridge: "TRENTON MAKES, THE WORLD TAKES." It's kind of sad, really.

[Shape Shifter]

Originally posted by Hank Chinaski
Harummpf. Tell that to whoever is banging Eva Silverstein.

We're both Harvard '92. Let me tell you, Eva certainly raised the temperature level at the Physics club parties back then.

I was thinking more Christina Ricci and SJ in Ghost World, but whatever.

[notcasesensitive]

Originally posted by Trenton, NJ
Apropos of none of that, ironically, once upon a time, to the blaring strains of Thunder Road, off of a well-worn bootleg copy of the Boss’s triumphant hot and sweaty 1984 return to the Stone Pony in Asbury Park, a nubile teenager from another exit on the ‘Pike, who was later to become known as notcasesensitive, gave her tender little loins up, for the first time, to her third cousin once removed in the front seat of a ’78 AMC Pacer behind the Burger King’s trash bin at was later to become the Howard Stern Rest Stop.

Sadly, for ms. ncsensitive’s legacy and the millions of adoringly big-haired teen jersey girls looking to follow in her virginal footprints, that infamous rest stop was shuttered in 2003.

Not your best effort. But it did remind me to add "loins" to the list of words that sketch me out. Now I only need decide whether it is before or after "moist" on the list.

PS. I'm not from Joisey.

Originally posted by sebastian_dangerfield
Oh, I see you've experienced the "Connecticut Colorado Carpetbagger" phenomenon. People who cream over the Samples are generally the softheaded sort who lived in Boulder for a Summer during college and decided that suddenly, they wer somehow transformed into lifelong Colorado folk. You know the sort... always talking slop about seeing some jam band at red Rocks and buying tons of mountain bike gear they never use. Shit, some even developed a half-assed concern for the environment. We had them all over the Patriot league - like locusts. Annoying fucks. "Dude, these shrooms rock... just look at the blood red sky... nothing better than a Sierra Nevada and a blood red sky while grooving on some Widespread* in Boulder..."

*I like Widspread, but not a lot of its fans.

The amazing thing is your posts make you seem like the even more oidious Pennsylvania-Connecticut- Colorado carpetbagger.

btw, in totally unrelated news, I dreamt I was reading a post of oyurs or talking to you or something and you told me how your wife had such great tits and I said, I thought you were an assman. why would I dream this? anyway. it rsulted in me shagging a coworker.

[evenodds]

Originally posted by paigowprincess
btw, in totally unrelated news, I dreamt I was reading a post of oyurs or talking to you or something and you told me how your wife had such great tits and I said, I thought you were an assman. why would I dream this? anyway. it rsulted in me shagging a coworker.

Wait. You dreamed about SD, so you slept with a coworker?

[Did you just call me Coltrane?]

Originally posted by Skeks in the city


By definition, a chick that's hot can't be a geek.

Jennifer Garner is the acme of hot geeky chick. She was the too tall, too skinny physics girl in HS who turned out to look like this:




Once a geek, always a geek. But hot.

[evenodds]

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Originally posted by tmdiva Well, based on response to him here, I wasn't shocked that John Stevens made it into the finals, but I can say I was a little disappointed. Not too disappointed, though, because everyone I liked (and lots I didn't) who wasn't already picked is coming back for the wild card round.

I share your disappointment. John Stevens is definitely falling squarely into the Clay Aiken fan base, so we might be seeing him for a long, long time.

I cannot imagine who may get through next week. If they did it as they did last year, the fans pick one and the judges pick three, so it is truly anyone's game.

[Not Bob]

Originally posted by evenodds
Wait. You dreamed about SD, so you slept with a coworker?

Oh, like you've never done that? Shoot, there's this one cat in the mail roo...um, nevermind.

Anyway, apropos of Sebby, in honor of the political season, I recently re-read what I think is Dr. Hunter S. Thompson's finest work -- "Fear and Loathing on the Campaign Trail 1972."

It reminded me that, on a good day, our own Utterer of Foul Truths brings a little bit of gonzo journalism to the FB.

[Did you just call me Coltrane?]

Originally posted by evenodds
Stuff

I've never even seen the "WHAT!" WHAT!" WHAT"..."OKAAAAAAAAAAAY!!" guy in real life and it's still fucking hilarious. I knew Chappelle was a genius when I saw the underrated Half Baked, but he has transcended to places unknown. Pretty soon, he will disappear and join the Mayans.

[sebastian_dangerfield]

Originally posted by paigowprincess
The amazing thing is your posts make you seem like the even more oidious Pennsylvania-Connecticut- Colorado carpetbagger.

btw, in totally unrelated news, I dreamt I was reading a post of oyurs or talking to you or something and you told me how your wife had such great tits and I said, I thought you were an assman. why would I dream this? anyway. it rsulted in me shagging a coworker.

PA-CONN-CO Carpetbagger? That's unpossible. PA and CONN simply do not overlap. I have the scarlet letter of hickness about me forever, even if I were to move to the oldest stone manse in Old Greenwich.

I am an assman. The deal lives and dies based on the ass. Tits are just icing. They cannot, no matter how nice, make up for a bad backyard.

As to the shagging thing, I have that effect on most people. Folks around the office call me cupid.