This one’s a smidge on the twee side, but might be just the thing to get your juices flowing this Veteran’s Day. There’s some songs about drugs, some songs about celebrities, at least one song (track 16) by a band that I can’t find any information about whatsoever, and, at about the halfway mark, a former president talking. Try not to let your client get distracted at that particular moment.
Filed under: Italian-Americans, starfucking | Tags: bad hair for over two decades
The other day I saw The Darjeeling Limited, the charming new Wes Anderson movie about three brothers on a train ride through India. On the Anderson spectrum, it falls somewhere between The Royal Tenenbaums (one of the my favorite movies ever) and Rushmore (decent but wicked overrated). Anjelica Huston, Adrien Brody and Jason Schwartzman are all great actors with great noses, and Owen Wilson and his nose are way less annoying than usual.
This week’s mix: some soul, some country, some 80′s college rock, and some good old Boston punk. As usual, if you like the music, go buy it, preferably at a real store that could actually use your money. Because these songs are only here until next week’s mix goes up. (And if you’re not sure how to actually make your mix, click here.)
….pretty much anybody I could. Especially if I weren’t in Anchorage. There’s 22 Alaskan guys on Manhunt right now, and 15 of them are in Anchorage. Also, two of the others aren’t even in Alaska and are just guys that list Alaska in their profile so people won’t find them. Needless to say they’re probably ugly and lacking in the penile girth department.
Of the ones that are left, there’s a surprising amount of ethnic diversity and, better, a lot of facial hair. Grimmstone has a crazy fu manchu thing going on, and he’s probably the guy I’d try to nail first (or grab a beer with, since his profile says he likes beer.) He’s not what you’d call hot in a typical way, but his smile’s nice. Otherwise, ANCDude35‘s pictures are all out of proportion but he seems like he’d probably be cool to have a beer with, too.
Aside from that, the pickins are awfully slim.
[nb: after a post made on a different Silent Pillow blog, I decided to get rid of this feature here on Mixtapes For Hookers. I had already written this one and just not posted it yet. If, for some reason, you find it entertaining for me to alleviate my boredom by hanging out looking at pictures of horny men 23 states away from me, let me know and I’ll keep going. Otherwise, this may be it for the If I Were…. feature.)
So, I just got an e-mail from a gentle reader asking why his comments weren’t getting posted. I moderate the comments here not because I’m trying to censor anybody, but because I kept getting these page-long comment-ad spam things for prescriptions. But every time someone posted a comment, real or junky, I’d get an e-mail letting me know, and then I’d approve it, and that would be that. Except that I stopped getting them after a while…. I kind of assumed no one was reading this little blog (except my roommate, who, for some reason, get to post comments with no problem) but then I just checked and had 16 comments waiting approval. I don’t know why I stopped getting the e-mails. It’s probably my own stupidity, but I’m going to blame gmail, because they suck.
So, comments should be all set now. Now if I could just figure out how to make my blogroll appear….
Hello Readers–
I hope you all had nice Halloweens. I can’t say I’m a big fan of it falling on a Wednesday, since that turned one night of moderate fun into an ultimately grueling week-long ordeal starting last Friday. By the time Halloween proper rolled around I didn’t want to do anything but go to Whole Foods and stock up on yogurt while all the soccer moms were busy taking their kids trick-or-treating and the elderly people were too busy being afraid to go outside. (Which, by the way, is exactly what I ended up doing.)
