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February 26, 2009
Angles
For Brett, a song by Tina.
Posted by durban bud at 11:43 AM | Comments (6)
February 19, 2009
Sean Delonas: Fat, Ugly and Obsessed with Homosexuality?
You be the judge!
You'd think that a cartoonist who regularly makes fun of overweight people in his "art" would not be overweight himself. But you would be wrong. Ladies & Gentleman, let's take a look-see at infamous NY Post funny girl, Sean Delonas:
Hippo-crite!
Someone's got projection issues.
If you take a look at his illustrious body of work you will see a consistent theme: Gay Gay Gay. Seriously, even I don't think about gay people as much as he does...and I'm like a real homo.
Which opens the door to more questions about the real homophobe behind the bully pencil.
Projection?
He does have that married-to-a-woman, toe-tapping-in-a-restroom look, doesn't he? I totally picture him singing "Crown Him the King of Kings" in church, while sweating profusely as he imagines what his next Craigslist M4M ad will say. I bet he secretly downloads shitty Celine Dion remixes to his Zune in the middle of the night, wearing only his wife's panties. He's got the look.
I lifted the photo from a blogger who attended a book-signing near DC with Ms. Delonas. I would link to it but there were also photos of his son, and I don't want that poor child to suffer even more from the sins of his artery-clogged douchebag of a father. It's embarrassing enough that his dad got called out for regurgitating his own work.
Such a shame.
Posted by durban bud at 12:50 PM | Comments (9)
February 8, 2009
With the World Imploding Before Our Very Eyes, We Can Find Temporary Solace in Koala Bear Pictures
An Australian photographed an adorable surprise guest at her home recently, and, of course, the pictures have already gone viral.
Australia is suffering through a deadly heatwave these days. A Koala bear -- also known as the Stoner Bear -- walked onto her back porch looking for a bong hit shade and relief from the 104 degree temperatures. She filled up a bucket and documented the watersports below.
Click to make them grow real big.
Awwww -- you're kinda smiling now, aren't you?
You're welcome.
Posted by durban bud at 2:49 PM | Comments (16)
February 3, 2009
Like A Record
I woke up the other night with the chills. I thought, uh-oh, I'm going through the change. So I nuzzled against my partner for warmth and comfort. But that only led to him flicking me in the ear for waking him up. Don't flick me, bro. Then I noticed I couldn't breathe with my mouth closed. Not my sinuses! I got up and took some Thera-flu and fell asleep for about a week.
I told my mom I wasn't feeling well. She said, "Well, there is something going around. You probably picked it up somewhere." Funny, last time I was sick she said the same thing. Isn't something always going around? Does it ever stop going around? No one ever calls me up to say, "Remember that thing that was going around a couple months ago that knocked you on your ass? Yeah, well it's no longer going around. It's been quarantined. It's safe to go outside again." But no one ever says that, do they? Instead, it just keeps going around and around, like a goddamn record. No resolution, just filth and disease.
To keep things going around, I went to a couple movies to appease my boredom.
A group of us went to see the OMG Gran Torino. When the movie was over, we all looked at each other with that look that says, "But Rotten Tomatoes gave it a fresh score of like 80%!" I went back to the RT site to read the few dissenting reviews. Here's what I learned: You just can't criticize a Clint Eastwood film without feeling the wrath of his rabid fans. Some poor female critic summed it up best with this quote: "Oh my god, it's finally happened: Someone made Hey You Kids Get Off My Lawn: The Motion Picture." For this little quip, she ended up with 30 comments from guys calling her a "whore" and an "ignorant cow." Good stuff!
I also saw The Curious Case of Benjamin Button, which took a full day to watch. It was weird, but I like weird.
When I got home I did a search on Facebook for unfortunate dudes also named Benjamin Button. I wanted to see what a real-life Benjamin Button looks like. My search yielded quite a few with that name. I considered sending some of these Ben Buttons a message asking what it feels like to be an elderly baby, but I stopped myself from doing that because I'm trying to be more mature.
And I'm trying to be more mature because high school classmates and family members are now showing up in the 'People You May Know' field on Facebook and I need to present myself as innocent and pure (which I mostly am -- mostly). I feel like I need to start editing myself -- especially when most of my high school friends are using photos of their toddlers as their profile pics. It makes it that much harder to write a status update that says, "Durban just had gay sex."
Luckily I use my blog name so no one from my past really has a clue who that guy is on Facebook, which is lovely, but, still -- communication with everyone we've ever met in our lives is getting closer and closer. Pretty soon there will be no more secrets. We will be fully exposed, warts and all.
But it is funny to witness the various interactions I have with my gay friends versus my straight friends on Facebook.
For example, if my status update says, "I ate a delicious steak last night," chances are, a gay friend will comment, "Mmmmm, I loves me a nice thick hunk o' meat in my mouth," while a straight friend will comment, "I love Ponderosa!"
Good stuff!
Posted by durban bud at 11:16 PM | Comments (12)