Monday, January 24, 2005

I Never Thought I Would Have So Much Respect For Someone Over At Vanity Fair

What Else Could One Expect On A Day That Brought Forth Edith Warton?
A scientist at Cardiff Univeristy has surmised that January 24th is the most depressing day of the year: a miserbale combination of "lousy weather, post-Christmas debt, time elapsed since yuletide indulgence, failed new year resolutions, motivation levels, and the desperate need to have something to look forward to." Killer.

In Case You're The "Compare Apples and Oranges" Type, That Means The Entire Cost Undergraduate Degress For At Least One-Million People Another $80 billion for the war in Iraq. Killer.

Don't Worry Norway, We're Terrified Too.

Can't They Just Keep On Keeping Their Promises? Good job, Mel Gibson. Not long after making hudreds of millions of dollars off the crucifixion, defending his Holocaust-denying father and suckering the public into believing his Pope-hating schismatic faith is "traditional Catholicism," Mel's film Braveheart is inspiring born-again douchebags to rediscover their inner warriors. Shouldn't this have been lefting to the Ultimate Warrior?

Another Drop In The Ocean Of Shitty Modern Art Two tenured art professors have resigned from UCLA after the school failed to suspend a graduate student for his performance art piece in which he apparantly used a gun in a possibly mock round of Russian Roulette. Ready for the turn from suck to massive suck? One of the protesting professors was the "artist" behind "Shoot," a performance art piece in which his assistant shot him in the arm with a .22 caliber rifle. The other professor declared the lack of disciplinary action as "sort of the last straw." Raze the entire fucking department and declare the unused rubble an instalation piece entitled "Department of Douchebag Studies."

-The Sikh Geek, appropriately listening to The Red House Painters today