A gem!
Has anyone seen R. Kelly's "Trapped in a Closet" "hip-hopera"! Hilarious!
Who Gives a Shit brought the DVD to the beach and it changed my life. Wikipedia has links to
all of the segments online.
Apparently it's even funnier if you watch the commentary - something about a cigar with fake, computer-generated smoke. Not to mention intense gravity.
Some things I learned when I went to DC on Tuesday for work, and Pangaea's birthday
Beer, wine and cocktails are $5, and exact change is always appreciated -- even on a 7 a.m. flight.
At the core of Starbucks' brand is something that very few local, independent places offer: no complaints about the person who comes in, spends $1.50, and sits at a table for the next 2 hours.
All those things I attributed to urban life circa 2000 are in reality permanent features of DC. Like Eurotrash club music and spoiled-rotten college kids yakking on cell phones in a combination of street slang, Valley Girl, and Turkish. Also random violence and velvet-swathed lounges with a chill-out DJ, but those were from other recent visits.