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9 Easy Steps to the Perfect Halloween...

Thursday, October 21, 2010

Halloween costume parties are my favorite parties of the year, because I am a pragmatist. The entire point of a party is to talk to new people, always an awkward endeavor. But on Halloween, the task becomes much easier; everyone is wearing a conversation piece. Of course, if you are already in a relationship, you don't have to bother yourself with such elaborate schemes. You can go as a "crappy t-shirt owner" and you've still got someone to go home with when the evening is over. Or just ditch the party altogether and rent a horror flick and eat pumpkin pie. Here's a Halloween-themed activity, why don't you just go to Hell?

For the rest of us, I present nine easy steps to the perfect Halloween costume:

[9] High concept but not immediately evident: If you are a robot, and you look like a robot, there's really not much to talk about. "Robot, eh?" "Yup. I'm a robot. Meep-Boink." "Bye." The ideal costume creates a sense of mystery. The more convoluted the costume, the longer the conversation. The desire to know what you are supposed to be should be strong enough to overcome the great void that separates all people. Why not try some eyeliner?

[8] Be extremely good looking: A few years ago, I had the perfect costume: a mirror. People asked me what I was, and I'd just tell them what they were. Get it? It was witty, fun, easy to make (Ingredients: one mirror) and led straight into great conversation. Plus it attracted all the vain and self-absorbed people, who are, by their very nature, more cool. But the costume revealed its limitations five minutes later, when my brand new friends were stolen away by two gorgeous German men wearing Hefty Cinch Sacks. "It is, how you say... postmodern." That was the night I learned that in order to attract people at Halloween parties, you should be extremely good looking.

[7] Don't wear a mask: Wear some antenna or a funny hat. Put on some makeup if you must. But never wear a costume that includes a mask. There's a saying "the face is the window to the soul." It's also the part of your body you use for such party-related essentials as drinking, talking and vomiting. Don't cover it up. (If you aren’t extremely good looking then go ahead, wear a mask.)

[6] No Cowboys: All the other lame dudes at the party will be dressed as cowboys, just like they did every year since they were eight. Even the most slaved-over, handmade, authentic down-home cowboy costume is lame. Don't do it.

[5] Prostitutes are okay: The prostitute costume is just as hackneyed and lame as the cowboy costume. Nevertheless, it's somehow fine by me, ladies.


[4] Your costume should work with you, not against you: You may have labored for hours to create the perfect facsimile of the Kool Aid Man and, when partygoers are chanting, "Hey, Kool Aid" ad nauseam you'll think you're the life of the party. For a time. But fast forward three hours and you're bumping into walls, completely incapable of drinking or urinating and sweating like a pig in a prison of your own design. Remember, "kool" as he may be, the Kool Aid Man never gets laid.**

[3] No Ghosts: Every year, millions of Americans think they have an easy solution to the costume party dilemma; they throw a white sheet over their head, cut out some eye holes and... Bingo, they're a ghost. DON'T DO IT. People go to parties to have fun, not to be terrified out of their goddamn minds. Ghosts are some serious shit. They're fucking scary and you could seriously give someone a heart attack. It just isn’t worth the risk.

[2] Be cool: Just because you dressed like a pirate doesn't mean you have to say things like "Get me an ale, me matey, or ye be walkin' the plank." If you do, no one will like you. Don't act like your costume. Just be cool.

[1] No backwards baseball caps: This is sound advice 365 days a year.

** This is doubly true of Mayor McCheese & Giant Boxes of Wine. (Trust me, I know.)

There you go, it's just that simple.

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Searching for the Meaning of Life... [via Text Message]

Monday, October 11, 2010

Yup, this just happened.

ME: NEVER go camping with a chick who's menstruating. Bears can smell it. You'll get mauled.

NJ: Danke. How you doin?

ME: Grand. WTF have you been up to? Working like a Guatamalan dishwasher?

NJ: More like a Peruvian one, but all the same. I've been good. Searching for the meaning of life and going to lots of sporting events.

ME: Perhaps you'll find the meaning of life in the parking lot at the Meadowlands. Big things happen there.

NJ: Yea, like flea markets.

ME: And killer ferris wheels.

NJ: That's it! I will sell miniature killer ferris wheels at a local flea market next weekend!

ME: I'm glad I could help.

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DMV: Don't Mess VVith-the-80's?

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

I just had this highly amusing conversation via text message with my Madonna-loving, fashionista-friend, Jill; Who spent her morning at the one, the only, New Jersey Department of Motor Vehicle (or whatever it is that they call it these days).

J: I think everyone who works at the New Jersey MVA jumped directly out of the 80s.

Me: WTF is the MVA? The DMV?

J: Yea, that's what they call it now.

Me: Well, from what I heard, it's still 1989 in the DMV. There's a HUGE line to get into the new millennium. Take a number and have a seat.

J: This woman helping me has on a jean jacket with multi-colored velvet pieces sewn on it and high waisted acid-washed jeans with huge zippers. Oh, and a BIGASS velvet BOW in her hair. Is she for real?

Me: I don't know, that sounds pretty hot to me.

J: I tried to take a picture for you but the tiny Asian kid behind me, trying to get his permit, was on to me.


See Also: "The DMV: Parental Discretion Is Advised..."

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[Potent Quotables]

Tuesday, March 10, 2009


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Context: A Friend Was Complaining About Feeling "Plugged Up" After A Long Night Of Drinking, Followed By Me Suggesting A Diner For Breakfast:


That oughta lube the tube." --me

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Monday, March 09, 2009

“Some strangers become more important to you than family, maybe because you’re not expected to love them. You can leave them whenever you want to. Every moment together is a choice.”

--Walter Kirn

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Yup, I Said It.

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This Is What I'm About To Be A Part Of:

Friday, March 06, 2009

[via urbandictionary]
i'll have pictures and stories to post on sunday... or you can follow my weekend shitshow tweets...

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If I Ever Get A Tapeworm, I Hope It's A Record Breaking Length.

Tuesday, March 03, 2009

What are your chances of getting a tapeworm?
thanks, spleen.

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A Textic Disturbance:


how could she withhold that pertinent information? give me missy's cell number, NOW! i'm going to text her a new asshole."
me, texting brian about a mutual friend that witheld information regarding a long lost classmate that's been found on facebook, and was kept secret by said "friend." some friend, i know.

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Is There Really Such Thing As A "Bad" Lifetime Movie? [Potent Quotables]

Wednesday, February 18, 2009


Why does my life resemble that of a bad Lifetime movie about what young girls shouldn't do?" --electa, reacting to a long string of reminiscent emails between a bunch of old friends

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My Online BFF Margz Sent This To Me, It's From A Storefront In Washington, DC...

Saturday, February 07, 2009

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"...but she breathes funny..." [Sadly, Yes, I Really Did Just Have This Conversation]

Wednesday, February 04, 2009

"candy": do you watch one tree hill?

ME: did you really just ask me that question?

"candy": yes. nobody else watches it and all my associates and friends tease me.

ME: ask pam, i bet she watches it. lol

"candy": you know that i'm a 30 y/o blk woman, and it does not cater to my demographic, but i love it.

ME: true.

"candy": there is one girl in my fiction class that watches it, but she breathes funny and i dont like talking to her.

ME: isn't one tree hill for the prepubescent spoiled white girls???

"candy": yessssssssssssss, but it is the greatest.

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I Hate Facebook, And 25 Other Things That You Probably Don't Give A Sh*t About:

Monday, February 02, 2009

1- i've recently discovered that hearing people eat cereal makes me want to punch them in the face. the slurp/crunch combo kills me.

2- i have zero tolerance/compassion for sick people. and by sick, i mean cold, flu, headache, etc.; i'm not talking gravely ill. when i'm sick, i may be in a bitchy mood, but you won't hear me complaining about it.

3- i haven't had a cellphone in almost 2 years. as much as i love not having one, i've realized that it's the only way to keep in touch with some people. i'm currently in the final stages of breaking down to purchase a new one.

4- i'm totally one of those stubborn/loyal people that finds a product or service that works, and i never stray. some examples as of late: cough drops- fisherman's friend (they may taste like ass chalk, but they work like a charm), cold remedy- theraflu (because it's jersey born and raised, just like me), chapstick- blistex clear advance (well, i used to be loyal, until those asshats discontinued it. now i'm a carmex man).

5- totally opposite of #4, some things i couldn't care less about. exhibit a: toilet paper. i don't care if it's silk or 80 grit, if it keeps my hand clean and wipes the crack, it's fine by me.

6- i was less than legitimately employed for the first 11 months of 2008.

7- i thoroughly enjoy personal time, and i get bitchy when i don't have any.

8- some of my best blogging in the past 2 months has happened on the i95 corridor.

9- i enjoy drinking the juice out of jars of banana pepper rings.

10- lately i've had heartburn like a 90 year old and have been chewing zantac like pez. this can most likely be attributed to actions such as #9.

11- i really want to do undercover police work. i think i'd be great at it. nobody in their right mind would ever suspect me. ever.

12- i would kill a praying mantis for a spicy tuna handroll and a bowl of kimchee right about now.

13- even though i think i would be a great undercover agent, i would also really like to be the person that chooses the music to go in movies and tv shows. and i would be the fcuking cool musical director (if that's what they're called) because i wouldn't just use all the been-around-way-too-long-bands that get used in every damn movie. hey, mtv, call me.

14- that i can count, there are 6 people in my life that i refer to as "my future ex-wife." my girlfriend is not one of them.

15- ...but i don't ever want to get married, so hopefully that'll never happen. though i do want kids, and a 'wife,' just not marriage so much. goldie hawn and kurt russell did it and are living happily ever after, so why can't i?

16- i know that money doesn't fix everything, but $250,000 sure would be nice right about now. when i drive back and forth between virginia and new jersey, every time i see a lottery sign, i daydream about all the things that i would do if i won that money.

17- my current job requires me to talk on the phone for 8 hours a day. almost once a day, someone tells me that i have a sexy phone voice. today i have a sore throat and a stuffy nose, and 4, count them, 4 people said it today. and the last one was a dude that said i "gave him the chills."

18- i'm only going to say this once: i love watching the real world brooklyn. don't judge me.

19- i have the uncanny ability to not only draw strange connections between otherwise unrelated objects/places/smells/tastes/etc., but also to remember them. forever. i.e. whenever i drink dr. pepper, i immediately visualize the break room at leewards, where my mom used to work when i was 10. whenever i smell wet hay, it reminds me of the jaycees carnival at borough field in my hometown. i could go on forever...

20- facebook requires way to much effort on my part. i wish the world would realize that although myspace is juvenile, at least it tells you when somebody talks shit about you. on facebook you have to continuously stalk people to see who's talking smack. i don't have that kind of time.

21- for as stressed out as i feel all the time, i've realized that compared to most people i know, i'm a pretty laid back and easy going guy.

22- i hate that when i'm freezing my balls off i think to myself, "i'd rather be sweating my ass off." and when i'm sweating my ass off i think to myself, "i'd rather be freezing my balls off." because really, i'd rather be doing neither.

23- new words that i hate: truncate, lavage, piquant, meme, quixotic.

24- flashback to #16- people that cannot hold a conversation about anything, without mentioning the cost of something make me want to drink cod liver oil. money does not equal true happiness.

25- sometimes, i wish that i did, indeed, sweat actual butter. then i could rub toast in my armpits.

**BONUS** i bet after this, no one ever posts a 'note' on facebook ever again. and for the asswipe facebook inventor that started this meme, congratulations! now everyone knows about another useless function that facebook has to offer. thank you for providing mind numbing entertainment for half the country. next time just send an email chain letter, it's easier to forward. thanks.

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"We sing about Pirates and Vikings and Canadians." [Well, In That Case...]

Thursday, January 29, 2009

i got just got this friend request on my myspace. with an introduction like that, how could i possibly deny them? i haven't even listened to their music yet, i just clicked 'approve.' you can also check out ceann HERE.

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Things To Do: [Things Are Getting Dicey]

Saturday, January 24, 2009

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Tweet, Tweet...

Wednesday, January 21, 2009

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I've Been Trying To Convince People Of This For Years...

Sunday, January 18, 2009

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Beautiful, bittersweet memories flood my mind when I listen to this song...

Friday, January 16, 2009

...the lyrics speak of grasping special times in our lives and not letting their opportunities slip away...when we are young it is so hard to really understand that...someday today will be a long, long time ago.

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"...the sun shines out your ass."

Friday, January 09, 2009

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