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 Two perspectives on death in America: the funny side, and the not-at-all-funny side. My friend Neal sent the above video to me today. It’s one of those things that is so hilarious, it’s hard to believe that no one’s thought up this exact scene for a movie or a series. A case of life being more [...] El jueves pasado, un amigo mío vino a verme actuar en Joy Eslava y, el día después, contó que Viggo Mortensen le había amargado la noche. Le dejo contar la historia por su cuenta: “Estaba con una amiga en Banco de España, cerca de Gran Vía, cuando vi pasar a alguien que se parecía a Viggo [...] At the World Trade Center with no pants, 1998 9-11 is a special date in my adoptive country as well as the U.S. My 9-11 story takes place in the U.S., in New York City. Read it here. In the cemetery next to the WTC, 1998.
 A reader sent me this picture of Sinead and asked for my opinion of her new look. My honest opinion? She looks just me when I was in college, except with better hair and fashion sense. I was a real mess. It would’ve done me some good to look more like Elton John. At least he was [...]  Last week, the idea came to me to do a “Freaky Ladies” series of blogs. Why? Well, there are a number of strange, original, brave, and talented women in music and other arts who, in my opinion, haven’t received the recognition and prestige they deserve. So let’s pay tribute to them, shall we, Motherf*ckers? This first [...]  She was a cypher, already difficult to know when she became humongous in 2006. As the years went by, what we saw became more and more tacky: wandering half-naked down the London streets, strung-out and incoherent, her bad implants popping out of her skimpy dresses. The continued public bad behavior; the YouTube video of her [...] This is not Telepathic Shit at all, but since I painted myself into a corner with the Bam Margera thing, now I’m forced to write a “Part 2″. And although not Telepathic, it definitely is Weird… so there you go. A few weeks ago, I did something strange. Very strange. Even for me. I was walking down the [...]  Poor Bam Margera is distraut, but he’s definitely lucid, and he’s not stupid or crazy either. So what do we make of his claim that at the same time his friend Ryan Dunn was dying in a horrible car crash, Margera, thousands of miles away in another part of the country, began smashing out the [...] |
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