Filed under: Life
S: (Eating ice cream) There’s a party in my bowl and my mouth was invited.
A: That could be said many different ways.
S: What, like there’s a party in my mouth and you’re invited.
A: Hmm… no more like there’s a party somewhere and your mouth is invited.
S: Are you saying that the mouth is being invited to my vagina?
Filed under: President G.W. Bush
That’s the amount of national debt on Election Day 2008, as compared to $7.1 trillion on Election Day 2000.
More mathematical comparisons of Bush’s presidency to the end of Clinton’s – because we all know polisci majors love numbers!
Filed under: National Life
A little while ago, my roommate and I were discussing favorite bloggers and she remarked as to how my favorite were a gay British guy and a black guy.
Well, I’m pretty sure that you don’t have to like TNC to enjoy this post, nor do you actually have to be black to understand it. Basically, it’s hilarious and sometimes the blogosphere just needs to take a chill pill and joke around a bit:
From Fighting Words:
Can we stop with the “cucumber sandwiches” bit? I have never had a cucumber sandwich, and I don’t know anyone who has.
I have kept silent in the past, but now I must object to this campaign by some African Americans to demonize cucumber sandwiches. I’m as white as they come, and I find the taste of cucumbers disgusting. But I feel honor bound to defend this vegetable from the attacks of certain radical black ideologues.
This unjustified savaging of an innocent vegetable — which was first cultivated by brown-skinned people in India — is particularly ironic, given that the cucumber is a member of the same family (Cucurbitaceae) as the watermelon.
I feel like I am selling out my people because I have never had a cucumber sandwich. I would assume you use mayo instead of miracle whip to make more WASPy.
I am determined to get cucumbers next time I go shopping
White people, I have heard your message loud and clear. This blog has been insensitive and inconsiderate. In as much as it dismisses the lighter races as Coldplay-listening, cucumber sandwich-eating dilettantes, this blog has been grossly unfair. For nearly 400 days, it has repeatedly subjected whites to some of the worst verbal oppression every experienced in all the history of internets.
We have held up the beauty of obscure figures like Nia Long and Nona Gaye, while ignoring Nicole Kidman. We have marveled at the artistry of MF Doom, while offering nary a mention of Eminem. We have tried to see the world from the perspective of black homophobes, while offering no quarter to white homophobes. Why are their so many Chris Rock jokes?? What about Seinfeld?? What does it matter the color of a homophobe. Are they not all worthy of quarter??
Now is the time to free white people from the shackles of the neo-colonial, fascist, Gestapo black blogesphere. I dedicate the rest of my life, and the rest of this blogs life, toward ending Black Skin Privilege, toward bringing the races together, toward harmony, and fried chicken and congac for everyone. Black Supremacy is the enemy. Say it with me white folks, “You are. Somebody.”
Filed under: Life
Today, I finally talked to my mom, after one whole week of not calling. Since Thanksgiving, I have been slow at updating this blog, replying to emails, responding to messages, returning calls, and just overall completely unavailable.
What has been happening? What can be expected in the future?
Well to start off… the semester is coming to an end. So aside from packing up my apartment for the return trip to CT on Friday, Dec 19th, I’ve also been faced with a Stat quiz, an Anthro paper (30 pages!), and three finals. Fun times!
And most importantly, I’ve been quite sick for the past week or so. From not being able to talk (literally) to coughing my head off, from sneezing to having a running nose, and from wanting to throw up all of the Naked juice I’m forcing down to passing out and being extremely tired because of my cold medicine, I just simply have not been all there to write blog posts, respond to emails, etc.
I’m working on it… but until the end of exams, don’t expect too much!