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    <title>Hilary Duff is Pregnant</title>
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    <published>2011-08-22T17:52:49Z</published>
    <updated>2011-08-22T17:56:34Z</updated>

    <summary>Using the hacking technology of the News of the World, the Gargoyle was able to secure an advanced copy of Ms. Duff&apos;s Ultrasound.Have a look....</summary>
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        <![CDATA[Using the hacking technology of the News of the World, the Gargoyle was able to secure an advanced copy of Ms. Duff's Ultrasound.<div><br /></div><div>Have a look.</div>]]>
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    <title>Movie Review: The Legend of Boggy Creek</title>
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    <published>2011-08-11T20:27:35Z</published>
    <updated>2011-08-11T20:51:46Z</updated>

    <summary><![CDATA[Welcome to Fouke, Arkansas, where the population apparently hasn't grown in twenty years. Where people fish a lot and freak out at handprints in the mud. Where kittens die without warning and flowerpots are constantly knocked over. &nbsp;Where girls scream...]]></summary>
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        <![CDATA[<div><img alt="Boggy Creek Movie Poster.jpg" src="http://www.gargmag.com/Boggy%20Creek%20Movie%20Poster.jpg" width="220" height="386" class="mt-image-center" style="text-align: center; display: block; margin: 0 auto 20px;" /></div><div>Welcome to Fouke, Arkansas, where the population apparently hasn't grown in twenty years. Where people fish a lot and freak out at handprints in the mud. Where kittens die without warning and flowerpots are constantly knocked over. &nbsp;Where girls scream ceaselessly and half the town carries the last name of Crabtree.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>It's not the residents' fault, of course. Each one of these unfortunate events is the direct result of Bigfoot living in their backyard. How do I know this? Well, the people of Fouke, no doubt fed up with people asking them about their last names and broken flowerpots, have put all widespread public rumors to rest with their 1972 documentary entitled <i>The Legend of Boggy Creek.</i></div><div><br /></div><div>Complete with needless zooms, brilliant reenactments, and (of course) actual footage of Sasquatch, you know you're in for something that really should have been Oscar nominated. Be warned: this movie is terrifying. Those with weak stomachs should not continue to read after the jump.</div> ]]>
        <![CDATA[<div style="text-align: left;">"This is a true story" proclaims the first shot. Interviews are with actual people...many of them conducted on the actual location. Well, that's good to know. I'd hate to think that a movie about Sasquatch was lying to me. You know, if they didn't have that title shot, I might have thought that all the interviews were filmed on the actual location. I'm so glad that these filmmakers are honest with me.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">So, onward then. I'm shown a ton of shots of generic foresty-things with generic animals in generic place, probably to trigger my guilt complex and make me donate a ton of money to the generic environmental protection organization of my choice. After almost five minutes of just that, I finally get a narrator telling me about the monster, who's apparently "drawn to civilization like a moth to flame" and causes "waves of terror" throughout the town. All right, so my interest is peaked. Let's see these moths and waves, already!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><img alt="Boggy Creek.jpg" src="http://www.gargmag.com/Boggy%20Creek.jpg" width="646" height="428" class="mt-image-center" style="text-align: center; display: block; margin: 0 auto 20px;" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Donate...Donate....DONATE....</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Actually, I hear it first. It's the most frightening sound I've ever heard, and it makes my heart bleed with sorrow and terror. Yes, you've guessed it. Someone has mercilessly destroyed their 70s synthesizer with a hammer. Each discordant, dying-animal sound sends shots of pain through my body and almost brings tears to my eyes, but bravely I wipe them away and continue on. It's my duty, after all, to watch. If I didn't, I would still spread these terrible rumors about the many good people of Fouke--both the Crabtrees and those doomed to the lowly names of Jones and Smith.&nbsp;</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">One interviewer describes how he first knew something was wrong. There he was, walking loudly through the forest, carrying a gun, when suddenly he noticed that the animals were scarce. Truly a mystery. Bigfoot must be the answer. But where is Bigfoot? I haven't seen him all movie! He must be there, though. After all, I've already seen a townsperson's kitten stricken dead of fear, and I've heard the screams of the Fouke residents as they reenact their terror with thrilling dialogue such as "it's just the wind...I hope." Creature, show yourself!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Wait...what is that scary looking stump that may or may not be a man covered in fur? Could it be...? Perhaps, but there's never a clear shot. Well, let's just hope that the boy we see next will run into the monster. The dogs bark. &nbsp;There's no doubt about it! The dogs are chasing a deer in that direction! Quick, boy! Run after them! Never mind the fact that they're invisible dogs, damnit! You have a deer to shoot! (On a side note, I'm very intrigued by these invisible dogs of Fouke. What do they eat? Can they still fetch the newspaper?) But wait! I've no time for that! There's Sasquatch! The boy shoots it and then runs away. As I'm told later, no one thought to get a blood sample in all of the excitement later, when they tried to track the wounded creature down.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><img alt="Boy shoots bigfoot.jpg" src="http://www.gargmag.com/Boy%20shoots%20bigfoot.jpg" width="502" height="384" class="mt-image-center" style="text-align: center; display: block; margin: 0 auto 20px;" /></div><div style="text-align: left;">For some time after, we don't see the creature again. Instead, we hear a few folk songs. One is, of course, about Bigfoot. The other is about Travis Crabtree camping in the forest. These are accompanied by more scenery shots. This is boring. I demand more Bigfoot!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">I'm sad to say that I don't get more Bigfoot. What I do get is someone pretending to be Bigfoot, complete with mask and fake paws. In stature and other clothing, he sort of looks like Denard Robinson dressed as a Jedi. He causes havoc by knocking over flowerpots and making the residents so frightened that they can no longer open a door properly--preferring instead to jump through the glass in a dramatic fashion. I'm not sure what to make of this. Nor am I sure what to make of newly-introduced Herb Jones, a man who lives out in the wilderness of boggy creek and limps because he shot his foot in a boating accident. Perhaps he's actually Bigfoot, and he just wants more tobacco. I may never know the truth.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">The residents may never know, either. Though they quickly credit Bigfoot at the end of the film as "himself" (probably because they want to keep their flowerpots intact and their door-opening abilities functioning), it was revealed that few of the residents even know what a Sasquatch is. When asked by authorities, they admitted that they just weren't sure of what they saw. I feel very much the same way about this movie. Despite all of this, I have learned an important lesson. Much like Sasquatch itself, the people of Fouke, Arkansas have a desperate need to be understood and accepted by society--even if their basic cognitive abilities are in question.</div>]]>
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    <title>Dear BroBama</title>
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    <published>2011-08-09T12:59:50Z</published>
    <updated>2011-08-09T13:03:14Z</updated>

    <summary>In light of the recent debt crisis I&apos;ve decided to make my own plan, outlined to inform our president of how handling debt should really be done. To Our Royal Highness (and seasoned man with an inexorable fashion sense),...</summary>
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        <![CDATA[<p>In light of the recent debt crisis I've decided to make my own plan, outlined to inform our president of how handling debt should really be done.</p>
<p><br />To Our Royal Highness (and seasoned man with an inexorable fashion sense),</p>]]>
        <![CDATA[<p>As the representatives of our fine nation are acting like a well-organized manifestation of baboons, I have come up with several ways to completely ignore their childish propositions and fix our astounding debt problem through several initiatives.</p>
<p><br />1. Exploit the tweens</p>
<p><br />Recruit tweens with only minor facial disfigurement from rich areas; examples could be the upper east side of Manhattan, or Beverly Hills. Convince the popular ones that they can sing. Have them write terrible, soul-detrimental tween music. Record them. Make music videos. Advertise and spread the videos on Youtube. Tax the shit out of their youtube payouts. Like hide a clause in there that the government takes 98% of revenue. Hell, make them pay you. Call it an "unpaid internship."</p>
<p><br />2. Legalize everything</p>
<p><br />This is just killing two birds with one stone. Start regulating street drugs and get rid of the DEA. That's one public agency you don't have to shell out to anymore. We don't need glorified pot-flushers riding on the federal budget. And they've been in enough raids to know how manufacturing meth is done. It's practically job creation with no training necessary. Oh and also, tax every drug in increments. The more addictive the substance, the higher the tax. It's their choice, after all.</p>
<p><br />3. Raise the Medicare age</p>
<p><br />To 67? Please. How about you grow a pair and raise it to 82. If Diana Nyad can swim 103 miles from Cuba to Florida and she's 61, why should any of us retire at 65?? If you live to be 82, congratulations! Medicare is our gift to you. The 80s are the new 60s. Now sit down and stop foaming at the mouth, your seizures aren't that bad.<br />Please take these into consideration. I believe that every pedestal of legislation is built upon good intentions.<br />&nbsp;<br />Good luck with solving the dilapidation of our country's credit rating.</p>
<p><br />And also the gray hair. I was sorry to read about that.</p>
<p><br />Love,<br />Kwisten Kwisten Bo-Bisten Fananna Fanna Fo-Fisten</p>]]>
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    <title>A Conversation with the Radio</title>
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    <published>2011-07-28T23:26:17Z</published>
    <updated>2011-07-28T23:43:25Z</updated>

    <summary>(Because there was no one else to talk to that day).Me: Hey there, Radio! Whatcha doing today?Radio: Today I don&apos;t feel like doing anything. I just wanna lay in my bed.Me: Oh. Well, all right, then, what about Saturday? Want...</summary>
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        <![CDATA[(Because there was no one else to talk to that day).<br /><br />Me: Hey there, Radio! Whatcha doing today?<br /><br />Radio: Today I don't feel like doing anything. I just wanna lay in my bed.<br /><br />Me: Oh. Well, all right, then, what about Saturday? Want me to call Saturday?<br /><br />Radio: Don't feel like picking up my phone. So leave a message at the tone<br />'Cause today I swear I'm not doing anything.<br /><br />Me: I'm asking you about Saturday. And you know how much leaving voicemails freaks me out. Sometimes you're really insensitive, you know that?<br /><br />Radio: I'm gonna kick my feet up. Then stare at the fan.<br /><br />Me: Pretending to go comatose isn't helping, Radio.<br /><br />Radio: Turn the TV on, throw my hand in my pants <br /><br />Me: ...<br /><br /><img alt="shock.jpg" src="http://www.gargmag.com/shock.jpg" class="mt-image-center" style="text-align: center; display: block; margin: 0pt auto 20px;" height="204" width="301" /><br />]]>
        <![CDATA[Radio: Nobody's gonna tell me I can't<br /><br />Me: ...except for me.<br /><br />Radio: I'll be lounging on the couch. Just chillin' in my snuggie<br /><br />Me: ....<br /><br />Radio: Click to MTV, so they can teach me how to dougie. 'Cause in my castle I'm the freaking <br />man.<br /><br />Me: Oh God, okay, okay, I'm calling it. Next youtube sensation: guy wearing a snuggie learning to dougie from Jersey Shore or whatever shit MTV plays nowadays.<br /><br />*intelligible oh's mixed with someone dying of laughter*<br /><br /><div align="center"><img alt="snuggie-sports.jpg" src="http://www.gargmag.com/snuggie-sports.jpg" class="mt-image-center" style="text-align: center; display: block; margin: 0pt auto 20px;" height="188" width="253" />And for learning the latest of dance crazes, apparently.<br /></div><br />Radio: Today I don't feel like doing anything. I just wanna lay in my bed. Don't feel like picking up my phone. So leave a message at the tone. 'Cause today I swear I'm not doing anything. Nothing at all.<br /><br />Me: Yes, Radio. We've established all of this already. Good for you?<br /><br />Radio: Tomorrow I'll wake up, do some P90X. Meet a really nice girl, have some really nice sex. And she's gonna scream out: 'This is Great." (Oh my god, this is great)<br /><br />Me: Except for she won't. Because I'll have killed her before you even get her naked. Do you hear me, Radio?<br /><br />Radio: Yeah<br /><br />Me: You better not be cheating on me....<br /><br />Radio: I might mess around, get my college degree. I bet my old man will be so proud of me. But sorry, pops, you'll just have to wait.<br /><br />Me: Umm...Radio? Not to be insensitive, but...well, your dad...he might not be able to wait much longer. I'm sorry.<br /><br />Radio: Oh, oh<br /><br />Me: Yeah...I'm sorry, this is a bad time, I know. Especially after that fight you two had...he just couldn't talk to you anymore so he came to me.<br /><br />Radio: Yes I said it. I said it. I said it 'cause I can.<br /><br />Me: ...<br /><img alt="passive-aggressive.jpg" src="http://www.gargmag.com/passive-aggressive.jpg" class="mt-image-center" style="text-align: center; display: block; margin: 0 auto 20px;" height="280" width="340" /><br />Me: ...really, you should think of apologizing.<br /><br />Radio: Today I don't feel like doing anything...<br /><br />*the next few lines of conversation were drowned out by intelligible cursing, screaming, and a chainsaw revving*<br /><br />Radio: No, I ain't gonna comb my hair<br />'Cause I ain't going anywhere.<br /><br />Me: Not even to see your dad?<br /><br />Radio: No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, oh<br /><br />Me: Radio, we need to break up. I can't believe how you're handling this situation with me, with your dad...anything. It's like I don't even know you anymore.<br /><br />Radio: I'll just strut in my birthday suit, and let everything hang loose<br /><br />Me: Do you really think taunting me with your naked body is going to make up for this?<br /><br />Radio: Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-eah<br /><br />Me: ...okay, so maybe it sort of does. Want me to come over in an hour?<br /><br />Radio: Today I don't feel like doing anything.<br /><br />*for the sake of those involved, the last part of this conversation has been wiped from record*<br />]]>
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    <title>What happens when you go all &quot;secret superspy&quot;</title>
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    <published>2011-07-25T17:38:46Z</published>
    <updated>2011-07-25T19:03:03Z</updated>

    <summary>So yesterday I tried to rent Insidious from the Redbox at Kroger, but apparently it was out of stock. I say &apos;apparently&apos; because I&apos;m still convinced that they have 40 copies of it in there, and when they claim to...</summary>
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        <![CDATA[<p>So yesterday I tried to rent <em>Insidious</em> from the Redbox at Kroger, but apparently it was out of stock. I say 'apparently' because I'm still convinced that they have 40 copies of it in there, and when they claim to have...what is it this week, oh, <em>Blue Crush 2</em>...that they <em>actually</em> don't have any, and stock the good movies in its place instead.<br /></p>
<p>What did I get instead?!? After the jump.</p>]]>
        <![CDATA[<p>Anyway, I'm frugal and only pay a dollar and six cents a night to watch a movie, so my second choice was <em>The Adjustment Bureau</em>.</p>
<p><br />"But Kristen you didn't have to do that, Blockbuster's got 99 cent a night rentals now to keep pace with the competitive market--"</p>
<p><br />No, stop, it's the premise. Redbox started the 99 cent thing, I'm not going to support a company that made me fork over $14.99 for forgetting to return the remake of Halloween, titties and murder within the first two minutes or your money back.</p>
<p><br />God. <em>The Adjustment Bureau </em>was a cool take on the basic spy movie; it follows a guy who discovers the secret world of people who "adjust" our lives in small ways, like spilling coffee to arrive later to avoid being hit by a car for example, in order to ensure that our life path continues according to plan. </p>
<p>Anyway, I was feeling all sneaky because of <em>The Adjustment Bur</em>eau and I kind of decided to do a little of my own snooping on my insanely annoying, nosy, and awful neighbors. The following are my agenda and discoveries for the day. </p>
<p>4:36 AM. Alarm goes off. Can't set alarm on 0s and 5s due to superstition. I do not get up.</p>
<p><br />4:41 AM. Verizon-distinct ringtone eats its way into my brain. Must get up before "Default Ring #4" gets stuck in my head.</p>
<p><br />4:56 AM. Sneak into my microwave of a car. Lean seat back so only eyes protrude above window.</p>
<p><br />5:48 AM. Finally. Batty 30-40-50-something woman comes out of house wearing jorts and a Guns N' Roses belly shirt. Has a metal detector in her hand. Looks around suspiciously as if paranoid that someone is watching her. Normally she is just crazy. Today, Chicken Little, the sky really is falling down.</p>
<p><br />5:50-6:14 AM. Searches driveway overgrown with weeds and lawn chairs for something with metal detector. Dejected and needing a cold one, she goes inside.</p>
<p><br />6:49 AM. Calling her "Tramp Stamp" from now on. Takes her place with her dog, who we'll call Senor Pitbull, on the lawn chair throne with PBR in her hand. Wondering why hipster is a category anymore; everyone is a hipster. Tramp Stamp gets her kicks yelling at cars driving too fast down the street.</p>
<p><br />8:00 AM. Tramp Stamp decides she wants those cool feather things in her hair. Leaves to go to Oakland Mall because she heard R. Kelly was there a couple days ago. Rumored that he no longer pees on people.</p>
<p><br />9:14 AM. Tramp Stamp returns with feather things, only to discover throne has been taken over by sticky-fingered daughter. Noted that her hands are always sticky, no matter what.</p>
<p><br />10:18 AM. After finishing two more PBRs, Tramp Stamp decides to look for something in garage. One of those garages no cars are parked in. Garage full of boxes, weasels, and Weird Al memorabilia. Noted she is only fan left. Noted that this should be submitted to show Hoarders.</p>
<p><br />11:06 AM. Mom brings out some lemonade and is wondering why I am always squandering away my youth spying on people. I retort that this is only the 4th time I've done this. This shuts her right up. She goes back to watch from the kitchen window.</p>
<p><br />11:43 AM. Tramp Stamp has not found what she is looking for. Decides she is hungry so puts on her Hooters shirt and takes sticky daughter and sickly mother (who looks like Grandma Death) to get some wings.</p>
<p><br />12:58 PM. Leftovers given to pitbull. Senor Pitbull kills 4 birds. Sticky congratulates dog by giving it a Snickers bar. </p>
<p><br />1:24 PM. Pitbull rushed to animal hospital. When they get back, Sticky gets screamed at. Her punishment is no dessert before dinner and a smaller dessert after dinner. Sticky is displeased and shows it by peeing on lawn chair. Tramp Stamp drags it to curb. Man in white van picks up chair, Tramp Stamp does not warn him that it's covered in pee.</p>
<p><br />4:30 PM. The tenants have been taking their routine three-hour nap. Doing nothing all day ain't easy, but someone's gotta do it.</p>
<p><br />8:00 PM. Slowly start to feel like someone is watching me since the world outside has grown dark. I recruit my little brother to sit back-to-back with me on the front lawn so we won't be surprised.</p>
<p><br />8:15 PM. Since it's gotten cooler out, Tramp Stamp decides to go for a run. She makes it two doors past my house and gives up, walking back. She notices us on the lawn. Brother convinces her that we are harvesting ants to start a pet store for insect enthusiasts. Well played, Trevor, well played.</p>
<p><br />9:46 PM. Shouting match over remote. Mom is giddy because noise level is cop-reporting level. Tramp Stamp wants to order CM Punk vs. John Cena on Pay Per View. Grandma Death wins. Bonanza theme song blasts for next two hours.</p>
<p><br />12:00 AM. After gunshot noise I go inside, not having seen or heard anything exciting enough to warrant a days' worth of spying. Feel sorry for myself and eat lots of mint chocolate chip ice cream.</p>
<p>The things I do to keep you all entertained...</p>]]>
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    <title>A Matter of Character</title>
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    <published>2011-07-21T22:03:09Z</published>
    <updated>2011-07-21T22:24:34Z</updated>

    <summary><![CDATA[Let's be honest. Michelle Bachmann is wildly&nbsp;unqualified for any kind of public office. But more importantly,&nbsp;the vast amount of entertainment&nbsp;available&nbsp;to us is pretty awesome. And you know what makes good entertainment? Besides dick jokes? Good actors. I specify actors because...]]></summary>
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        <![CDATA[Let's be honest. Michelle Bachmann is wildly&nbsp;unqualified for any kind of public office. But more importantly,&nbsp;the vast amount of entertainment&nbsp;available&nbsp;to us is pretty awesome. And you know what makes good entertainment? Besides dick jokes? Good actors. I specify actors because print media is dead. Having the right actors makes or breaks a series. Of course, this means good actors are in high demand, resulting in the most talented actors being recycled. Which is where things get a little incestuous. Yes, right now the actor on screen may be playing a struggling suburban father. But just last week he was a Thai hooker. It gets confusing. That's why I endorse wholly embracing this phenomenon. Here are my suggestions:&nbsp;]]>
        <![CDATA[1. Jesse L. Martin and Jerry Orbach, most known as the best young black guy/old white guy cop team ever to star on Law and Order, were also big musical buffs. Martin orginated the role of the gay&nbsp;anarchist&nbsp;professor with AIDS in the musical RENT, while Orbach was one of the most celebrated Lumieres in <i>Beauty and the Beast</i>. Why not combine their musical ability with the show that made them household names? I for one, would love to see a lavish duet performed by a candelabra and a bohemian about gunpowder residue found near the victim's apartment.&nbsp;<div><br /></div><div>2. Tobey&nbsp;McGuire is arguably &nbsp;best known for his role as Spiderman in both movies. It's a shame they never made a third. But he also one critical acclaim for his role as a jockey (heh heh) in <i>Seabiscut</i>. Frankly, the movie would have been a lot more exciting if Spiderman just beat up a bunch of dwarfs on horseback instead of whatever inspiring bullshit they actually filmed.&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>3. Seth Rogen should replace every character he's played in a movie with his character from the cult classic TV show <i>Freaks and Geeks</i>. It'd be amazing to see him portray a loveable bumbling stoner in a project produced by Judd Apatow.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>4. Christian Bale and Hugh Jackman played dueling magicians in <i>The Prestige</i>. Why not dueling magicians who happen to be <i>superheros</i>? Magic Batman vs. Magic Wolverine. The movie doesn't even have to be good, as comic books fans have repeatedly demonstrated their tolerance for abuse at the hands of film studios.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>5. Lea Michelle, star of <i>Glee</i>&nbsp;got her break on Broadway staring in the world's most depressing musical: <i>Spring Awakening. </i>I for one, would enjoy <i>Glee </i>more if the main character was a pregnant 14 year old girl from late 19th Germany. She could still sing Journey though.&nbsp;</div>]]>
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<entry>
    <title>Charlotte&apos;s Web of Lies</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.gargmag.com/2011/07/charlottes-web-of-lies.html" />
    <id>tag:www.gargmag.com,2011://11.277</id>

    <published>2011-07-18T23:13:46Z</published>
    <updated>2011-07-18T23:19:48Z</updated>

    <summary><![CDATA[Here's a little comic I drew. &nbsp;A similar version will be in the next issue, but drawn by an artist....]]></summary>
    <author>
        <name>Bretter Homes and Gardens</name>
        <uri>http://twitter.com/#!/_sourdough</uri>
    </author>
    
        <category term="Cartoons" scheme="http://www.sixapart.com/ns/types#category" />
    
    <category term="charlotte" label="Charlotte" scheme="http://www.sixapart.com/ns/types#tag" />
    <category term="conspiracy" label="Conspiracy" scheme="http://www.sixapart.com/ns/types#tag" />
    <category term="dicks" label="Dicks" scheme="http://www.sixapart.com/ns/types#tag" />
    <category term="lies" label="Lies" scheme="http://www.sixapart.com/ns/types#tag" />
    <category term="web" label="Web" scheme="http://www.sixapart.com/ns/types#tag" />
    
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        <![CDATA[Here's a little comic I drew. &nbsp;A similar version will be in the next issue, but drawn by an artist.]]>
        <![CDATA[<div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.gargmag.com/assets_c/2011/07/charlotte-435.html">Click this, click it, because the comic is too big for this damn blog.</a></div><div><br /></div><div>Advanced Reader Challenge: Find two hidden dicks in the comic!</div>]]>
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<entry>
    <title>Things I Learned in the Wilderness</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.gargmag.com/2011/07/things-i-learned-in-the-wilderness.html" />
    <id>tag:www.gargmag.com,2011://11.276</id>

    <published>2011-07-15T16:10:16Z</published>
    <updated>2011-07-15T16:34:45Z</updated>

    <summary>Well, after over six weeks, I have finally returned from my sabbatical in the wilderness that we know as Maine. After wandering through this desolate land of wannabe Stephen King terrors and small-town people with indefinable accents, I managed to...</summary>
    <author>
        <name>Hawkins</name>
        
    </author>
    
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        <![CDATA[Well, after over six weeks, I have finally returned from my sabbatical in the wilderness that we know as Maine. After wandering through this desolate land of wannabe Stephen King terrors and small-town people with indefinable accents, I managed to reach the final stage of enlightenment. Yes, enlightenment. I have finally realized what my life's work should be, and have come to terms with the meaning of my existence.<br /><br />But until Joss Whedon's <i>Firefly </i>returns to television and <i>My Little Pony</i> disappears from the internet altogether, said work cannot take place. Therefore, I have decided to resume my web writing for the Gargoyle to pass the time. And, since I am a generous higher power, I have decided to impart some of the ancient wisdom that I have gained from the wild after the jump. Be grateful, lesser beings. Be grateful.<br /> ]]>
        <![CDATA[1)&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;You cannot teach a bear to play the piano. Or, for that matter, the tambourine, guitar, cello, or wooden box.<br />
<br />
A bear is an interesting and strange creature. While I was on top of a 
mountain, I happened to come across one of them and found firsthand why 
this is the case. After a short talk that eventually led to a wrestling 
match (I won, of course), the bear admitted to me through a series of 
lumbering and grunts that it only wanted to play a musical instrument. 
Unfortunately, when I took him back to the campsite that served as my 
home, I found that, surprisingly, teaching a bear how to play music is 
difficult, as it usually can't tell the difference between pounding and 
plucking, preferring instead to masticate everything until it's 
unplayable. Most unfortunate.<br /><br />
<div align="center"><img alt="Country Bears.jpg" src="http://www.gargmag.com/Country%20Bears.jpg" class="mt-image-center" style="text-align: center; display: block; margin: 0pt auto 20px;" width="453" height="339" />Another outright fabrication by the Disney corporation.<br /><br /><br /></div>
2)&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;Tree Spirits do not appreciate Robert Frost.<br /><br />
In fact, I found that this mythical creatures so commonly portrayed as 
messengers in fantasy movies are actually rather annoying little 
gossips. When I tried to read them a poem in the hopes that they would 
appreciate all the tree imagery, I was met with an overwhelming attitude
 of "yeah, that's nice, now who is Tom Cruise dating?" "what's the 
latest internet meme?" and "do you think Ashley will be the next 
Bachelorette?" Needless to say, I decided to have a more stimulating 
conversation with the nearest bed of fungi.<br /><br />3)&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;The secret of time travel and immortality both lie within the lake and the weather.<br />
A simple recipe to consider:<br /><br />
A)&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;Write&nbsp; consistently in a journal. Remove a part of your soul and 
place it in said journal (thus creating an effective horcrux).<br />
B)&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;Step outside. No matter, the season, it will be raining. It will also be very, very cold.<br />
C)&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;Throw your journal into the lake. It will instantly freeze as it 
touches the water, effectively creating a cryogenic time capsule which 
rivals that of Walt Disney.<br />
D)&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;Wait until it is warm and not raining, which may realistically 
happen only hundreds of years from now. You will be fished out, no doubt, by some future being. Good 
luck.<br />
<br />
4)&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;We are not alone.<br /><br />
The aliens have come for us, friends. Bloodsucking monsters with their 
flesh-eating cohorts. Worse than that are their pets, the ones that 
embed themselves into your skin to suck your blood, leaving only when 
they have had their fill. If you're lucky, you'll escape without 
experiencing the Ring of Death--a mark that they leave behind after 
their alien chemicals have reached your brain. We have even named these 
creatures: mosquitoes, blackflies, and ticks. They exist among us 
freely. But I fear it is only a matter of time until they take over our 
planet and enslave us all with their mind control.<br /><div align="center"><img alt="Tick.jpg" src="http://www.gargmag.com/Tick.jpg" class="mt-image-center" style="text-align: center; display: block; margin: 0pt auto 20px;" width="333" height="352" />No matter how tempting it may seem, ticks should not be kept as pets. It insults them.<br /><br /></div><br />
5)&nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp;Bird watching is fun, so long as you keep in mind that you won't actually see any fuckin' birds<br /><br />
Make no mistake, though. They see you just fine. They see everything. More invisible than ninjas and more intelligent than your average genius, they watch for body language and signs of illegal activity. From just a wink or a wrong twitch of a muscle, you can subconsciously tell them just where you buried that body or how many movies you've torrented. You'll hear that innocent tweet from some branch or other, and that's the sign that they know. Their "code red," if you will. They know who you are and where you live. They know everything. From the wilderness, they will come for you. Beware. <br />]]>
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<entry>
    <title>MYOOZICK!</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.gargmag.com/2011/07/myoozick.html" />
    <id>tag:www.gargmag.com,2011://11.275</id>

    <published>2011-07-12T17:11:04Z</published>
    <updated>2011-07-12T17:17:52Z</updated>

    <summary>Instead of taking my normal approach to writing this blog post (writing literally whatever pops into my head) I think I&apos;m going to make a playlist of great summer songs.Because if you read this blog you either appreciate music or...</summary>
    <author>
        <name>Cleggy-Weggs</name>
        
    </author>
    
    <category term="hipsters" label="hipsters" scheme="http://www.sixapart.com/ns/types#tag" />
    <category term="music" label="music" scheme="http://www.sixapart.com/ns/types#tag" />
    
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        <![CDATA[Instead of taking my normal approach to writing this blog post (writing literally whatever pops into my head) I think I'm going to make a playlist of great summer songs.<br />Because if you read this blog you either appreciate music or you're a hipster. Probably both, let's be honest.]]>
        <![CDATA[<p>1. Kids-MGMT (IT'S SUMMER I SHOULD BE ON ACIIIIDDDDD!) <br />2. Home-Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros <br />3. Sittin' in the Sun - Louis Armstrong <br />4. Someone Like You - Adele (As much Adele as you can stand after 'Rolling in the Deep') <br />5. Young Folks - Peter Bjorn and John <br />6. Call it What You Want - Foster the People ("I hate that 'Pumped Up Kicks' song. It was so good but then it got played WAY too much at all my book clubs.") <br />7. You Get What You Give - The New Radicals (For that 90s nostalgia that makes mixes great) <br />8. Ca Plane Pour Moi - Plastic Bertrand (Because you need some foreign song in here and 'Jai Ho' is so 2008) <br />9. I Cried Like a Silly Boy - DeVotchka (Because you need some DeVotchka and that song from the Little Miss Sunshine soundtrack makes you cry) <br />10. Barbara Streisand - Duck Sauce (Windows down in your car of course) <br />11. Send Me on My Way - Rusted Root <br />12. Buzzin' - Shwayze (That same 'chill' feeling you get from listening to 'No Sleep' except you feel like no one else knows the song) <br />13. MmmBop - Hanson (Does this need explaining?) <br />14. Wake Me Up Before You Go-Go - WHAM! (If this doesn't make you feel like having a nice summertime gasoline fight, I don't know what will) <br />15. Hungry Like the Wolf -Duran Duran (Be proud. Don't try and hide your face at red lights if this is on) <br />16. Aerodynamic - Daft Punk (Look! I know a song that's not on the TRON soundtrack!!) <br />17. Brick - Ben Folds Five (If you don't cry like a baby, you must not have cried during that Circus Jail scene in Dumbo. Or when Bambi's mother dies...who are you...)</p>
<p>&nbsp;<br />And obviously, I end every mix on a depressing note, because you SHOULD BE CRYING WHEN THE MUSIC STOPS BECAUSE IT BRINGS BACK MEMORIES OF THE MUSIC STOPPING DURING THE MUSICAL CHAIRS INCIDENT&nbsp;IN '97 WHEN JANIE FUCKING MILLMAN BROKE YOUR LEFT TOE. </p>
<p><br />And wha-la! You have the perfect soundtrack to accompany your sticky summer shenanigans. </p>
<p><br />Enjoy, and remember, stay cool this summer. Heat stroke prevention is as easy as going to the movie theatre. </p>
<p><br />I hear Terrence Mallick's "Tree of Life" is really thought-provoking. </p>
<p><br />You'll probably like it.</p>]]>
    </content>
</entry>

<entry>
    <title>Kravitz&apos;s Korner</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.gargmag.com/2011/07/kravitzs-korner.html" />
    <id>tag:www.gargmag.com,2011://11.274</id>

    <published>2011-07-07T21:52:58Z</published>
    <updated>2011-07-07T22:03:34Z</updated>

    <summary>You wanna look fly? Hot? Loquacious? Whatever other hip adjectives the kids are using these days? Don&apos;t sweat it. The Gargoyle&apos;s got your back. And front. And other parts. There is only one look this summer that is any good,...</summary>
    <author>
        <name>Ross</name>
        <uri>http://www.gargmag.com</uri>
    </author>
    
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        <![CDATA[<p class="MsoNormal">You wanna look fly? Hot? Loquacious? Whatever other hip
adjectives the kids are using these days? Don't sweat it. The Gargoyle's got
your back. And front. And other parts. There is only one look this summer that
is any good, seen here on Lenny Kravitz. <o:p></o:p></p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><img alt="lennykravitz.jpg" src="http://www.gargmag.com/lennykravitz.jpg" width="375" height="594" class="mt-image-center" style="text-align: center; display: block; margin: 0 auto 20px;" /></p>

<p class="MsoNormal">That's right. He has a corded telephone receiver plugged
into his smart phone. Because when you look this cool, you can do whatever you
want. Lenny also has horses that pull his Rolls-Royce. He sticks leeches on the
end of his vaccination syringes. He even wraps a rosary around his condom
before making sweet passionate love the way only Lenny Kravitz can. But anyway.
Let's get back to what's important. Supply-side economics. No. Wait. Fashion.
If you wanna pull this look off, follow these simple steps.</p><p class="MsoNormal"></p><ol><li>Buy the clothing and accessories&nbsp;</li><li>Become Lenny Kravitz.</li></ol><p></p><p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1"><o:p></o:p></p>

<p class="MsoNormal">Simple. Should step 2 fail, resign yourself to accept your
fate. You will never be Lenny Kravitz. Or look this good. My condolences.&nbsp;<o:p></o:p></p> ]]>
        
    </content>
</entry>

<entry>
    <title>Love in the time of Downtime; an Array of Hope (Act 1)</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.gargmag.com/2011/07/love-in-the-time-of-downtime-an-array-of-hope-act-1.html" />
    <id>tag:www.gargmag.com,2011://11.273</id>

    <published>2011-07-04T21:58:59Z</published>
    <updated>2011-07-04T22:02:35Z</updated>

    <summary> Love in the Time of Downtime; An Array of Hope A Thrilling Love Story in 5 Acts Act 1 (Curtain opens, somebody do that, please)Scene: Cray Supercomputing Labs Annual Masquerade(Enter Dennis, alone, attractive. He is very handsome, has probably...</summary>
    <author>
        <name>Bretter Homes and Gardens</name>
        <uri>http://twitter.com/#!/_sourdough</uri>
    </author>
    
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    <category term="cray" label="Cray" scheme="http://www.sixapart.com/ns/types#tag" />
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        <![CDATA[<p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2">
<font color="#000000"><font face="Calibri"><font size="3">Love in the
Time of Downtime; An Array of Hope</font></font></font></p>
<p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2">
<font color="#000000"><font face="Times New Roman"><font face="Calibri"><font size="3">A
Thrilling Love Story in 5 Acts</font></font></font></font></p>
<p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2">
<font color="#000000"><font face="Calibri"><font size="3">Act 1</font></font></font></p>
<p style="font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2; ">
<font color="#000000" style="font-style: normal; "><font face="Calibri"><font size="3">(</font></font></font><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Calibri; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: medium; "><i>Curtain opens, somebody do that, please</i>)</span></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 1em; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2; "><font color="#000000"><font face="Calibri"><font size="3">Scene: Cray Supercomputing Labs Annual Masquerade</font></font></font></p><p style="font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-family: Calibri; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: medium; ">(</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Calibri; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: medium; "><i>Enter
Dennis, alone, attractive. He is very handsome, has probably slept
with two or three cast members, yet desires only true love. Maybe a
nice boat.</i>)</span></p>
<p style="font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2; ">
<font color="#000000"><font face="Calibri"><font size="3">Narrator:
(<i>definitely has a cool voice</i>) The Cray Masquerade, an exclusive event
for the premier supercomputing minds. Deals are brokered here that
shape the very fabric of our reality. Dennis, a simple programmer, is
still unsure how or why he received an invitation. Perhaps it's his
unparalleled FORTRAN finesse, or perhaps...something far more
sinister.</font></font></font></p> ]]>
        <![CDATA[<p style="font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2; ">
<font color="#000000"><font face="Calibri"><font size="3">(<i>Enter some
more people, dressed in masquerade stuff. They begin to dance,
Cotton-Eyed Joe threatens to break the speakers and possibly the
dance floor.</i>)</font></font></font></p>
<p style="font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2; ">
<font color="#000000"><font face="Calibri"><font size="3">Jane:
(<i>whispering</i>) Dennis, is that you?</font></font></font></p>
<p style="font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2; ">
<font color="#000000"><font face="Calibri"><font size="3">Dennis:
<i>(probably surprised</i>) Jane! How did you recognize me?</font></font></font></p>
<p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2">
<font color="#000000"><font face="Calibri"><font size="3">Jane: By your
rock hard abs.</font></font></font></p>
<p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2">
<font color="#000000"><font face="Calibri"><font size="3">Dennis: Of
course, I should never have posed for the Men of Cray Calendar.</font></font></font></p>
<p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2">
<font color="#000000"><font face="Calibri"><font size="3">Jane: Enough
about your delicious body. Something here is amiss, how did you get
in?</font></font></font></p>
<p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2">
<font color="#000000"><font face="Calibri"><font size="3">Dennis:
That's what I'd like to know, dammit. Let's retire to the
bathroom, have some sex, and discuss this.</font></font></font></p>
<p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2">
<font color="#000000"><font face="Calibri"><font size="3">Jane:
Totally. I enjoy our sex because I am a high-powered executive, and
you have a sweet cock.</font></font></font></p>
<p style="font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2; ">
<font color="#000000"><font face="Calibri"><font size="3">(<i>Jane and
Dennis escape to the bathroom, stage right. The lights go out long
enough to make everyone feel sexy. Suddenly they come back on. The
actors are wearing only strategically placed masks.</i>)</font></font></font></p>
<p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2">
<font color="#000000"><font face="Calibri"><font size="3">Jane: Cool
sex.</font></font></font></p>
<p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2">
<font color="#000000"><font face="Calibri"><font size="3">Dennis: I
agree. Let's get down to business.</font></font></font></p>
<p style="font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2; ">
<font color="#000000"><font face="Calibri"><font size="3">Jane: I
thought we just did. (<i>Pause for audience laughter</i>)</font></font></font></p>
<p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2">
<font color="#000000"><font face="Calibri"><font size="3">Dennis: Now
look here, Jane, when I drink my morning coffee and do push-ups,
there's a question that tickles and tugs at the deepest recesses of
my mind. How can love persevere when the heads of Cray are plotting
something sickeningly sinister?!</font></font></font></p>
<p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2">
<font color="#000000"><font face="Calibri"><font size="3">Jane: Dennis,
I know. Long have I suspected such a plot, and I believe tonight is
the night we unravel this mystery.</font></font></font></p>
<p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2">
<font color="#000000"><font face="Calibri"><font size="3">Dennis: I
like the sound of that, and I like you. Let us be sex havers once
more and then return to the dance floor.</font></font></font></p>
<p style="font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2; ">
<font color="#000000"><font face="Calibri"><font size="3">(<i>The lights
dim and the audience see only the shadows of love. The lights come on
to reveal a bedroom populated by the evil executives of Cray. There
are feathers everywhere.</i>)</font></font></font></p>
<p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2">
<font color="#000000"><font face="Calibri"><font size="3">Evil
Executive 1: Excellent pillow fight gentleman. It's a shame we have
to put on this charade of a masquerade to cover up our love of pillow
fights.</font></font></font></p>
<p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2">
<font color="#000000"><font face="Calibri"><font size="3">Evil
Executive 2: I agree, quite the hassle. Now let us discuss our plot.</font></font></font></p>
<p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2">
<font color="#000000"><font face="Calibri"><font size="3">Evil
Executive 4: Indeed, our plot.</font></font></font></p>
<p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2">
<font color="#000000"><font face="Calibri"><font size="3">Evil
Executive 2: Gentlemen, as you know, our best customers are
university History departments.  Consequently, I posit that it is in
OUR power to CHANGE HISTORY!</font></font></font></p>
<p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2">
<font color="#000000"><font face="Calibri"><font size="3">Evil
Executive 1: ...but, to what end?</font></font></font></p>
<p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2">
<font color="#000000"><font face="Calibri"><font size="3">Evil
Executive 2: Why, it's so simple, what we're going to do is--</font></font></font></p>
<p style="font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2; ">
<font color="#000000"><font face="Calibri"><font size="3">(<i>Dennis and
Jane enter, sweaty, seductive</i>)</font></font></font></p>
<p style="font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2; ">
<font color="#000000"><font face="Calibri"><font size="3">Jane:
(<i>express surpise in some way, I dunno</i>) whoa!</font></font></font></p>
<p style="font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2; ">
<font color="#000000"><font face="Calibri"><font size="3">Dennis:
<i>(cool, confident</i>) This isn't where I left my compiler!</font></font></font></p>
<p style="font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2; ">
<font color="#000000"><font face="Calibri"><font size="3">Evil
Executives: (<i>in unison after a few gasps</i>) Capture them!</font></font></font></p>
<p style="font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2; ">
<font color="#000000"><font face="Calibri"><font size="3">(<i>close
curtains, please</i>)</font></font></font></p>
<p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2">
<font color="#000000"><font face="Calibri"><font size="3">Tune in
another time for the exciting rising action in Act 2!</font></font></font></p>]]>
    </content>
</entry>

<entry>
    <title>Setting Your Lasers to &quot;Wumbo&quot;</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.gargmag.com/2011/06/setting-your-lasers-to-wumbo.html" />
    <id>tag:www.gargmag.com,2011://11.272</id>

    <published>2011-06-29T16:33:52Z</published>
    <updated>2011-06-29T16:39:05Z</updated>

    <summary>I don&apos;t know if this is something pertinent to write about, but I&apos;d like to take this time to deliver a PSA. Attention: Anything that is jumbo-size or miniature is instantly more adorable than the normal one. Why? Puppies....</summary>
    <author>
        <name>Cleggy-Weggs</name>
        
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        <![CDATA[<p>I don't know if this is something pertinent to write about, but I'd like to take this time to deliver a PSA.</p>
<p align="center"><br /><strong><font style="FONT-SIZE: 1.25em">Attention: </font></strong></p>
<p align="center">Anything that is jumbo-size or miniature is instantly more adorable than the normal one.</p>
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        <![CDATA[<p>Think about it. </p>
<p>This last week the world's ugliest dog award went to the Chinese-crested Chihuahua mutt. And yet, seeing that little puffball while it's still young instantly turns serial killers into cooing schoolboys and schoolboys into pansies and pansies into quivering piles of puppy-joy pudding.</p>
<p><br />Now you're asking, what do puppies have to do with anything?</p>
<p><br />Shame on you. Never question puppies.</p>
<p><br />Anyway, since it's nearing summer bonfire season, Meijer and all the good grocery stores (the ones with penny-operated entertainment) have put out a new product: jumbo-sized marshmallows. Like, you thought JetPuffed couldn't get any better, and then they turn their utility belts to "Wumbo" and blast a mega-ray of super grow on their already sizeable S'more marshmallows.</p>
<p><br />Why do I buy them? They're far too large. That's adorable.</p>
<p><br />Who would need one of those outrageously large universal remotes? I need it. I gave up my ability to play a game of "hide-and-go-stow-the-remote-somewhere-dad-can't-find-it" for the cuteness. But it was a sacrifice I was willing to make.</p>
<p><br />Those baby cans of Coke are not nearly enough to satiate my thirst, nor even provide enough chaser for 3 shots. But dammit, I cannot stop buying them.</p>
<p><br />Why do I like loveseats? It's either a jumbo chair or a tiny couch.</p>
<p><br />And don't even get me started with the travel-size toiletries aisle at Target. You thought you were getting a deal by paying $3.49 for professional, affordable Tresemme in a bulk bottle, but you don't know value until you experience the swelling feeling of happiness provided by a 99-cent sampler of Herbal Essences. I mean, I know I shouldn't pay $4.99 for 6 Q-tips and a Band-Aid in some sort of makeshift emergency kit (which we all know isn't even feasible; how are you supposed to miniaturize the Comfort Unicorn??) but really, I can't help myself.</p>
<p><br />Anyway what I'm trying to get at here is: don't think you have to settle for boring consumerism. If you think something is more adorable smaller or Wumbo, then buy it that way.</p>
<p><br />I bought a Pomeranian last night. And also the friendship of a midget.</p>]]>
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        <![CDATA[Our interview with party extraordinaire Andrew WK, conducted by our very own Ben Schlanger, was so beefy that we could only fit a fraction of it in the magazine. &nbsp;If you're hungry for more, you can read out full, uncut interview right here. &nbsp;Topics include:<br /><br />- His life philosophy<br />- His transformation from art student to star<br />- The beauty of entertainment<br />- Destroy Build Destroy<br />- His songwriting process<br />- A look back on 55 Cadillac<br />- His inspirations<br />- Dealing with a bad performance<br />- The Gathering of the Juggalos<br />- His new EP<br />- Showers ]]>
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<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"><b>First
question: you really love the feeling of making other people happy and getting
them to have fun.<span style="">&nbsp; </span>Do you do that
everywhere you go? Like, if you go grocery shopping, do you engage people you
pass in the aisles? </b></span><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;">On a case by case, situation by situation, I do really love
grocery shopping, especially with someone else there. Friend, family member,
cruising through those aisles to me really is a party of food, of consumable
items, and especially if you're deciding creating a feast or even just picking
out items to snack on right then, I certainly am in a good mood in that grocery
store atmosphere. Any kind of food place. But yeah, it's always case by case,
sometimes one of my favorite things is just moving through this world in a
quiet way and just watching what's going on, that's what I like about traveling
alone is just getting to look out the window and see things, watch people go
by, or stand on the street corner and check things out. Sometimes I just
observe and that's always nice.</span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"><b>In
all of your performances you're always exuding total energy and enthusiasm.<span style="">&nbsp; </span>Is that projected enthusiasm always
100% genuine, or do you sometimes have to fake it for the sake of the fun?</b></span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;">Well it's an interesting question, it's like if I was going
to headbang, do I have to find the energy to headbang or does it happen
naturally? I think that all of life, getting up every day, has some kind of
inspiration or motivation behind it, even if it's just to survive, just to eat
food and exist. But other than that, I use all kinds of different sources of
energy to get that motivation personally. And a huge part of it is music. This
music, and I'm sure you can relate to how any music that you love, it gives you
a power. Even to think about a song in your head that you really really love, I
find that it creates this sense of energy, and it's like electricity, it's like
this power source that you can put towards anything, and I look to this music
as a huge power source, even if I'm not playing a song, just to keep that music
inside of me and close to my soul. It's like a battery that helps give me the
strength to do things I might not otherwise be able to do. You always want to
have a cause to work towards, and I also can think about something real basic
like the fact that someday I'll die, the fact that I've been very blessed to
have these opportunities I have, that I want to make the most of them and not
blow it, and like you said earlier, that this is opportunity to create this
power and this feeling of motivation and inspiration and excitement and energy
for other people too, so we're all in it together. And the more that I create
it and put it out there, the more that it bounces back to give me further
power. It's a bit like a perpetual motion machine. Between the people like you,
for example, who receive this, just talking about this is getting me amped up, and
giving me power to keep doing it for another day. So it really is like a group
effort and we want to harness the power we find in anything around us to keep
going and to keep pushing ourselves to do our very best.</span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"><b>So
playing off of that, getting energy from others and giving the energy to
others, I'd say you're one of the experts on getting people to just let loose
and have fun.<span style="">&nbsp; </span>How can the rest of
us be good instigators of good times?</b></span><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"></span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;">That's a good question. It's not so much leading by example
or trying to muster people up or prod or poke at them to get going. I find that
if you yourself locate a source of excitement whether it's a song or going out
to a certain place or any activity, going to see a movie, getting together with
friends or family, even spending time alone, you can constantly be making
choices on how to present your perspective. And if the perspective you're
presenting, the way you're looking at the world, is appealing and seems
exciting, seems interesting, captures people's imaginations, then you can
inspire them purely by the way you look out at the world. I don't think that's
the same as leading by example so much, or people just seeing how you do
something and then doing it as a form of inspiration, I think it's more
reminding people that they have their own version of the same skill and the
same power and to tap into it the same way that you are. </span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"><b>Growing
up in Ann Arbor did the university and college town atmosphere play a role in
how you turned out?</b></span><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"></span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;">Absolutely, yeah, for sure. Anyplace you go has some kind of
effect even if you try to not absorb any of the place you're still reacting to
it in some way. There's no way would be here in New York right now if I hadn't
grown up in Ann Arbor. There's no way I would have been exposed to really just
about 50 to 80 percent of the stuff I've been exposed to in life, which is
quite a bit, happened initially in Ann Arbor from the people that I met there
and in southeast Michigan in general, and I really had mentors whether they
were older kids at my school or full blown adults who were making music and
living their life and had access to experiences or books or ideas. They could
turn me onto stuff they could introduce me to things that I didn't even know
you could be introduced to. And I really got hooked on having my mind blown,
being excited and surprised and shocked and amazed by what the world had to
offer to any one of us. And I really did rely and benefit from the people in
this town who were willing to answer my questions and tell me about things and
show me this or that. I can't really imagine what would happen if I hadn't had
those people around and those people were in Ann Arbor. </span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"><b>Speaking
of Ann Arbor, do you plan on coming to Ann Arbor anytime soon, either for a
show or for one of your motivational speeches? </b></span><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"></span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;">I would love to, yeah.<span style="">&nbsp;
</span>Ann Arbor, as you're aware, has a strange situation because despite the
fact that it's a very major, especially cultural area, in the Midwest in
general, it still seems like most events concerts or otherwise happen in
Detroit, or certainly a lot of them. And I've only played with Andrew W.K. and
my full band one show in Ann Arbor at the Michigan Theater years and years ago
and it was amazing, it was so over the top significant, the first concert I
ever saw of any band at all, which was Blues Traveler, was at the Michigan Theater.
And it was completely mind blowing to go back there and play. So I would love
to play many more shows in Ann Arbor at any number of venues and would
certainly love to do lectures or anything else. But lectures I could set it up
on my own in a regular venue where you would go see a band play or even an
unusual venue but one that is open to the public or oftentimes -- the last
lecture I just did last week in Montreal Canada was in a university, so you can
always try to invite me. I would love that.</span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"><b>So what do you love about your show, Destroy Bill
Destroy? [editor's note: Andrew W.K. is the host of Destroy Build Destroy, a
show in which two teams of teenagers watch as something is destroyed (like a
trailer or a boat or something), build something using the scraps from the
wreckage, pit their creation against the other team's creation, and the winning
team gets to destroy the losing team's creation in awesome ways]</b></span><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"></span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;">So many things about it. There's so many things about it I
mean if I had to make up a basic list. <span style="">&nbsp;</span>One: I love the atmosphere of making TV at all. Just working
with this team of people, the cameras, the lights, the sets, the script, the
whole idea of making this series of visuals and sounds to be played on a
television set, and all this energy, and manpower, and money, and focus, and
time, and effort is going into just creating this experience, just something
that you absorb as a viewer as a consumer of this type of entertainment like
TV. It's all that work like a movie but you're not working to build a house or
working to build a boat or working to do anything that lasts outside of that
experience. I mean you can go and watch the TV show again but it's still just
an experience, it's not a physical object that you can pick up and walk away
with. So I really love that aspect of television, how disposable it is and how
fleeting it is.<span style="">&nbsp; </span>It reminds me of
how life is in general and that it's sort of ridiculous -- you're here on this
earth and you do all this stuff but what does it add up to at the end of the
day? And it's not permanent and no matter how much we want to things they
always just pass by and I feel like TV really acknowledges the absurdity of
life and presents that basically in everything it does, it's all a big fake
out. But in addition to that, because those are all good things for me, I love
the show itself I mean I get to be around dynamite, and these massive
explosions, and these incredible builders and destroyers that we have,
engineers and carpenters, incredible guys -- and a woman as well -- and the
contestants, the kids who come on the show are amazing people. They're
handpicked for being the smartest best applicants and the most unique minds and
you have to be pretty smart to work on these teams to build what they are asked
to build and to destroy what they're asked to destroy. And it's quite amazing
to be at the center of this circus, really, of monster trucks flying over
jumps, huge mushroom cloud explosions going off, military tanks with me riding
in it screaming through a megaphone. It really is an opportunity to create the
fantasy of a young person, like a rock n roll guy going crazy or you and your
friends build this car that explodes, and you win money and go home! <span style="">&nbsp;</span>I mean it's just a kind of very pure fun
that I really feel honored to get to participate in. I think it uses a lot of
the skill I've been able to develop over the years in a new way.</span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"><b>A
lot of the time, when other rock stars talk about partying hard, it focuses on
a lot of sex and drugs, but when you encourage people to party hard, you focus
on the passion and positive energy of just having fun in general.</b></span><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"></span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;">&nbsp;Everybody has their own way of having fun. There's a
lot of things that people are going to agree upon, of course for example music,
that's why when you go see someone perform live there's usually more than one
person there watching cause other people agree that this is a fun way to
celebrate life. It's a good thing to do while you are alive. And there's a lot
of different choices when it comes to that and I just have always wanted to
leave it very open. Never tell anyone how to party or what the right way is or
what the wrong way is, I can give suggestions and give ideas. It's always
changing for me too, things I find fun now, I didn't find fun when I was first
born and vice versa. And that's the beauty of life is you're always expanding
and shifting and unfolding. And what you enjoy doing is your own. That's part
of what you own as yourself. If you want to give yourself that freedom to
indulge in your own joy and let everybody else do the same. To me partying in
that very basic way that I think about it, is just celebrating not being dead.
And we understand partying to be a moment of festivity that we usually reserve
for some special event like your birthday, or the weekend, or spring break, or
New Years Eve. We celebrate those moments. But a great event is also just
waking up and not being dead. And that's reason to celebrate every day. And
that to me is the party hard attitude. To be basically aware of the fact that
we have this chance to enjoy ourselves before we die and do that every day,
party our life away, in a celebratory, glorious explosion. </span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"><b>One
of my all-time favorite videos of you is your performance at the Spike TV video
game awards. The one where you're in a wheelchair and you still manage to rock
out even harder than usual. What would it take to actually stop you from
partying?</b></span><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"></span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;">Wow, probably just death.<span style="">&nbsp; </span>But even then I've been working on a way to continue to
party even after that. I haven't perfected it yet. I'll have to hopefully test
it many many years from now. But I'm determined. </span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"><b>What's
been the most fun experience of your life? </b></span><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"></span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;">Just being alive in general. It's too difficult, I'm sure
you could agree. So many situations to just pick one thing in life, like one
greatest moment, one favorite song, one best friend, one favorite food. It's
possible but it often seems to change and it often seems to be more fun to have
a whole bunch of stuff that you can like, like 30 favorites, 30 best songs, and
just look at the world as a treasure trove. Like a funhouse buffet of
excitement we just get to pick and choose from whenever we feel like it. </span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"><b>What
would you say to someone who is introverted and has trouble at parties?</b></span><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"></span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;">Well, that's okay. It's okay to be shy if that's the way it
feels to you. It's a tricky thing because if you can embrace however you happen
to feel at the moment, being comfortable in that way would usually stop you
from being shy so it's an interesting way of resolving itself. The more
paranoid, the more freaked you are about being shy (and I have a lot of
experience with being shy), that seems to have made it worse. I think its
realizing just how silly everything is and just how awkward everyone feels all
the time and that it's completely hilarious. Just existence in general and
participating in these events of life whether they're social situations or
certain kinds of communication or relationships that you're in, it's all just
completely insane. The whole thing. And that's something that should take the pressure
off rather than put more pressure on. The absurdity of existence is like a big
relief. It doesn't need to be a crushing kind of depressing fact that in the
grand scheme of the universe you just are very small and insignificant, it's a
very liberating fact. It's a very freeing way of looking at life. And also
despite how insignificant or small each one of us may be, we also do have these
undeniable powers that can get results in our lives. So it's a chance to make
the best of it while we're here. </span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"><b>When
did you discover this philosophy of yours, where just realizing the absurdity
of everything really takes the pressure off? Do you think that's integral to
who you are and what you've become?</b></span><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"></span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;">I've been trying like anybody else over all these years to
find different ways to think about the world and to look out at life that feel
good. Just different ways that make it feel even better to be alive. And doing
Andrew W.K. has been a way to find these methods to come up with ideas, to
learn a lot of ideas, and to get exposed to the kind of joyful state that I
just want to be in as much as possible just like anybody else. And the great
thing is that it ends up being, like I said before, a group effort where we're
all together in it psyching each other up. And anybody who participates in what
this is has a chance to add to it and to receive some great support back. I
think of it like that, like a pep rally. We're just there to psyche each other
up and to generate that kind of motivation and inspiration and feeling of
"Okay yeah, let's go, let's go, one more day, let's go, let's do it, what
are we going to make of this day?" And realize you have this team this
support team with you who's psyched and pumped up and wants to party. So
whether you're there with me in person or just an idea that we keep in our
heads I feel like I'm always very close to this sense of this circle of friends
who want to be liked. </span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"><b>If
someone's partying is getting in the way of other people having a good time,
what should be done?</b></span><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"></span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;">That's an interesting thing, it's hard for anybody or
anything to get in your way unless you keep walking in that direction. There's
a lot of ways to go, the roads are usually pretty wide in life. You don't have
to keep bumping into this person on this huge open sidewalk when there's plenty
of space to go any number of other directions. You could just go around the
person. So don't let other peoples' stuff interfere with you by simply side
stepping it. We don't have to confront every single person or experience or thing
that doesn't fit what we're into at that moment. Just let it pass. I think it's
very hard to stop someone from having fun, and to blame it on someone else is a
little silly because we have the power to interpret the situation any way we
want, we have the power to react to it, and we certainly have the power 90% of
the time, even 99% of the time, to go somewhere else. </span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"><b>Does
it ever bum you out that there are people who aren't living their lives to the
fullest?</b></span><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"></span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;">No. </span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;">Do your own thing. Who am I to say that they are or are not
living their lives to the fullest, or who am I to say that even living your
life to the fullest is such a great thing? It just happens to be what I've been
into. And my version of living life to the fullest could seem like nothing to
someone else. The astronaut in outer space, working on science projects,
climbing Mount Everest, doing all kinds of stuff they might think, like, charitable
work, work that changes the world in various physical ways like building houses
for people, helping people, they might think I'm not living my life to the
fullest.<span style="">&nbsp; </span>It's best just to not
judge. </span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"><b>Your
first two albums, I Get Wet and The Wolf, were these big party anthem albums,
and then we got a more melodic but still energized album with Close Calls With
Brick Walls, and then 55 Cadillac was a collection of improvised piano
sessions. <span style="">&nbsp;</span>Were CCWBW and 55
Cadillac the albums you'd always wanted to make but couldn't until you had the
commercial success of your first two albums, or has every album been exactly what
you wanted to make at the time?</b></span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;">Well I certainly wanted to try to make it yeah, and the
results are what they are and you try again. Make another album. And you
realize that this attempt or this try is what it was, and that success is any
attempt at all in a way. So that's what's motivating about it. I'm trying to
make the most exciting feeling I can every time, every song even, song by song.
Of course I try to think about the album as a whole but the album is sort of
like one long song as well, and you sort of want to get to that place of joyful
excitement somehow or another, and all the work I do is to get to that place.
Each time. </span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"><b>Speaking
of the huge diversity of your work, do you ever worry that your incredible
persona and your first hits from I Get Wet [<i>Party Hard</i></b></span><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"><b> and <i>She Is
Beautiful</i></b></span><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"><b>]
overshadow your other, more subtle art?</b></span><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"></span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;">No, they're meant to. I'm not here to prove anything to anybody
one way or another, other than try to, as I said, generate this feeling, stir
up some emotions like anybody else. And beyond that it's just some people
notice certain things and other people notice other things. It's like yelling
out to the world but within that one yell there's also whispers. And those
whispers are only meant for certain people, or they're only able to be heard by
certain people. And pretty much anybody can hear the yelling, this big shout,
but within that there's hidden voices that communicate to certain people and
they pick up on it. And as long as there's those few that are meant to get it
-- it's not meant for everybody, some of these things -- so I'm happy to offer
enough that people can take and enjoy any one of the number of offerings I am
offering, meaning that I want to provide different kinds of fun for all kinds
of people, and there are different kinds of ideas that appeal to different
kinds of people, and I would ideally like to represent them all. I want this to
be about being a human being and there's a lot that goes with that. There's
everything. But you can't say everything at once to everybody at once, so you
do these special shouts and whispers. And those that are meant to hear the part
that appeals to them hopefully will. &nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;
</span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;">All
that I'm concerned with with this work is to create this kind of feeling and I
hope that everybody has a chance to get that in their own way. It's a dangerous
game to get caught up in trying to impress people. </span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"><b>I
Get Wet, The Wolf, and CCWBW - those albums all had many of layers to the
music.<span style="">&nbsp; </span>Then on 55 Cadillac, it was
just a very simple setup - just you and a piano. <span style="">&nbsp;</span>What was that like, transitioning from being able to change
every detail and layer of the music versus the "just go with your
feeling" that was on 55 Cadillac?</b></span><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"></span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;">I just try to do the most extreme opposite things as I
could. <span style="">&nbsp;</span>Despite how scared I may
have been to do that.<span style="">&nbsp; </span>I thought it
would be a pretty bad idea to record an album like that but that sort of
appealed to me, was that everything about the approach was different in that
there was no way to change what I did or improve upon it, it just was what it
was and it might not even be good. And to realize that it doesn't need to be, or,
that's not what it's about. It was about trying to make an album with that
headspace and having the guts to do it. I really like humiliation, that's a big
part of being a performer cause you're putting yourself out there on the stage.
Anytime you go up there in front of people its automatically embarrassing by
its very nature, it's meant to be. And that's where a lot of excitement and
energy comes from its just seeing "who the heck does this person think
they are to get up and offer me anything, take my time as an audience member,
what are they going to give me?" And that record was definitely the most
exposed and vulnerable thing I had ever done and I think that was pretty much
what it meant to me. The best thing that happened from that record so far, and
I feel like it was destiny, giving a reason for it to exist, was ah... here's a
situation where I will pick a favorite. My favorite visual artist is a man
named Lucas Samaras, he was in New York and it's a long story but basically he
heard that record and wanted to meet me. And that just came out of nowhere but
also had this very nice roundabout way of getting introduced to him, and I
thought well if he liked that album then it was worth me doing. I don't think I
would have met him otherwise. </span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;">Also, with just a piano, there's nothing but what it is.<span style="">&nbsp; </span>In addition to that, it's the first
instrument I've ever learned. It's the one I've been playing the longest. So
it's the closest to me and my most elemental in my whole musical understanding,
my whole experience with music started with piano so of course it was very personal
as well. But I remember being very concerned, like people aren't going to think
that I'm playing piano very well here, and then learning to be okay with that.
That's not what I'm here to do. If I wanted to be a concert pianist there would
have been a very different direction I would have taken. A big part of the work
I want to do is to provide questions and I felt like that record was a pretty
good question. I don't think that you can tell whether this person can play
piano particularly well or not, and I think that's the best success, that's the
best thing about the record. </span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"><b>You
said one of the thrills of performing is the possibility of humiliation. I'm
actually an amateur standup comedian, and when I'm performing, I feel nervous,
but as soon as I start getting laughs I get really energized and pumped up and
the show gets better, it's like a feedback loop. </b></span><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"></span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;">It is, it's just the most extreme situation, the dynamics of
contrast between total humiliation and ego crushing feelings, and then total
elation and ego boosting super human powerful feelings because you do have
everyone's attention, you are up on the stage, there is have a light on you,
you are creating this thing that is getting reactions. So it's like the biggest
ego boost and the biggest ego crusher, but that's the thrill, that's what's so
fantastic about it. You get addicted to that combination. </span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"><b>If
you have a bad show, how do you cope with that?<span style="">&nbsp; </span>Do you feel bummed out afterwards, or do you see it as
another absurd thing about life? </b></span><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"></span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;">There's a trick there because despite the fact that life is
absurd and there's no reason to worry about anything, we choose within this
life, this game, to play. And if you're going to play you might as well play as
great as you can. And there are all kinds of earthly rewards for doing so. <span style="">&nbsp;</span>It's to be aware that it's still this
ridiculous game and nothing is worth a certain level of stress and nothing is
meant to be taken too seriously. But we do have a choice with what to do with
our time here in this system that we've created. People, and things to do, and
so as this person you have the choice of what you're going to do so you might
as well do it well. So in that way I don't take anything seriously but I take
this very seriously. I take having fun very seriously within this idea that
nothing is serious at all because it couldn't possibly be serious. But we can
still pretend that certain things are and then act that way so you end up
caring about things. Even though no matter how many times we mull over the
ideas about death, and about losing people, and we really don't know where they
go after they die, we understand that everything is impermanent yet we really
cling to things. It doesn't change the fact that it's very intense and painful
when someone dies no matter how much we think about these undeniable facts of
existence. And I think that goes with any kind of pursuit or any kind of
effort, so yeah, I've gotten, and I imagine I will again, very depressed all
the time because you care about what you're doing and you want it to be good.
But I've also learned that a lot of things that I've thought were the worst
things that ever happened to me, the worst I've ever done, turned out to be
some the greatest things that ever happened, or led to opportunities that never
would have happened before so I also try not to pretend like I know too much
about what's going on even in my own life. You make these plans and have ideas
of what you want to do, but thank God most of them don't go like you think they
will. They take their own route. Your fate is unfolding itself to you and
you're definitely collaborating with that. You have some control over where you
go, but it seems like if you have a path that's meant for you, you will go
there almost no matter what you do. That allows you to concern yourself with
the quality of your efforts, but also to understand that your road will
continue to lead you and the best thing you can do is put that energy into
continuing to move forward, and that's the problem about getting too depressed
or too upset or being too hard on yourself is cause it starts to take away your
ability to do well right now. Cause you're so caught up in what happened
before. So at some point you just have to release yourself and use it as
inspiration, like "Well fine, fuck it. This time I'm going to totally make
up for that. I'm going to do it better than ever. I learned my lesson."
This is how you learn stuff, is to see a video or performance to see things
that you could do better, to see things you thought looked bad turned out they
looked amazing, things that you thought were so awesome turned out they don't
even work. You don't even know. So I don't have as much of an idea of what I'm
doing as I think I do all the time and I try to just trust some inner instinct
or gut rather than be too hard on any of it. I really care about this as much
as anyone could care about anything so it gets intense for sure, but there's
nothing wrong with being upset or discouraged as long as you can still move
forward.<span style="">&nbsp; </span>You have to use those feelings
as inspiration as power unto themselves. All feelings and emotions, all
situations can be directed in a way I think can benefit you. You can harness
some kind of energy out of anything. Someone being mean to you, there's a way
to twist it and use it to empower you. That certainly seems like a fun way to
approach situations. Even if it doesn't work all the time it works a lot of the
time.<span style="">&nbsp; </span>You just got to get power
from everything you can. Like Kobe Bryant, great basketball player, he does
best under pressure. The more people are looking at him with criticism or
judgment the better he seems to do. The more negative feedback he got the more
fired up it made him to show everybody. There are all kinds of ways to use
discouragement or to use opposition or to use adversity to bring you up to
higher levels than you'd otherwise need to go. That's how you bring out the
best in yourself and if everything is easy all the time, what's the adventure
in this? <span style="">&nbsp;</span>We want to have a
journey. Some kind of excitement with the highs and lows, and ups and downs,
and the hard parts and easy parts, and rewards and struggles and just let it be
a movie. </span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"><b>I
think the people who just know you as the guy who made Party Hard will be
really interested to see how much more there is to Andrew W.K. </b></span><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"></span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;">There's nothing more that I would ever have to offer than
that. I fully embrace that, or the bloody nose guy or whoever, none of that
matters as long as someone out there gets some kind of jolt. </span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"><b>When
you performed at the Gathering of the Juggalos, the audience treated you
terribly, booing the entire time and throwing garbage and bottles at you, but
you stayed positive and were incredibly kind to them the whole time. Were you
actually really feeling that kindness and positivity that you were giving off
then, or were you just doing it to keep everyone else having a good time?
Looking back on the gathering of the Juggalos, how do you feel about it?</b></span><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"></span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;">I feel great about it and really glad that I did it and I'm
very thankful to have been invited. The performance itself, I just approached
it like I would any other show except I was just that much more excited about
being out in the middle of that park, that cave-in rock park, I was just amazed
by the whole event, the whole organization of the entire festival. It was very
inspiring and very exciting and meaningful to me as well because I grew up in
Michigan and watched Insane Clown Posse do what they've done against all odds.
It's been one of the great stories, in my opinion, in the music business and
entertainment, they've done it not only against all odds, but with active
opposition and adversity against them. Not only did they not have the support
of the traditional music industry, it's been opposition from those things like
magazines and TV, and all kinds of people. So to me, here's this amazing
achievement that all these people have done together, and I got to see it
happen from ground zero in southeast Michigan and then to see and meet them and
get to play together was just all these incredible circles connecting and
reconnecting. I get really psyched on those kinds of things when you can
extract meaning or somehow experiences trace back to earlier parts of your life
and you can see this thread of events adding up. It's just wild to me, I love
that, it's just so entertaining. And then the show itself is kind of a blur,
most shows are because they're so intense, but I think a lot of the audience maybe
thought I was either making fun of them or trying to be overly nice or
something, but I actually was just approaching it in a very straightforward
way. I was just trying to explain how unbelievably psyched I was to be there
just telling them the same stuff I just told you about how my life led to this
amazing opportunity to play there. But one technical problem was that I didn't
have my keyboard. I was supposed to have a keyboard which was a huge part of my
set, certainly changed things. I don't know how much different anything would
have gone but it was quite a rush. [something got cut off] ...what really helped
organize it with the ICP guys and Psychopathic Records is this guy Kevin Gill
who has been friends with me for years now and invited me to do a Backyard Wrestling
event with Violent J and Shaggy in San Francisco and that's when I first met
him and we hit it off we were backstage and I was blown away by their
performance that night the songs and the energy they had on stage and this
amazing 500 person club, it was a private event, and I was just hooked and
convinced forever on that this was a good vibe that I wanted to be part of and
I've been very grateful for any opportunity that I've had to participate in it
and especially to Kevin Gill for helping facilitate this. Kevin Gill, after
that gathering performance said that it's the most positive energy show that
he'd seen at the festival all day so I figured well, if he thought it was a
great vibe then it must have been. That sure was intense.</span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"><b>You
talked about how you find it inspiring that ICP built up this empire by
themselves.<span style="">&nbsp; </span>What are some other
artists or other people you see as an inspiration to yourself? </b></span><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"></span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;">Lucas Samaras I mentioned for sure, for all kinds of
reasons, mainly just the boldness and fearlessness with which he approaches his
work and life. The amount of work he does and how hard he works, and the
staggering individual nature of his work that is so particular to him... it's
just so rare when you see artwork where, to me, the art itself is as unique as
the person who made it and its just all one big expression and he really does
achieve that. There are all kinds of people, my wife, Cherie Lily, she's a huge
inspiration to me and a huge motivation and a huge source of joy. My parents,
my dad, my mom, every day all my day is made up of is them. Everything that's
ever happened to me started with them, every idea I've ever had somehow began
there and I'm happy with that. There's been great advice and great ideas that I
still am able to ponder and understand more and more. And then my close
friends, my old friends here in New York, my old friends back in Michigan, it's
all the people that are usually somehow closer to my life that are the most
inspiring, and then of course like anybody great artists and great performers
are always very inspiring even if you don't do what they're doing. Just to see
the passion with which they approach their work is a great thing. </span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"><b>Talking
about inspiration, what were your favorite bands when you were growing up, and
do you think they affected the music that you produce? </b></span><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"></span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;">&nbsp;Definitely. Most of my favorite bands were from my
school, my high school. That was when I really started getting into music in a
way that started taking over my life. I'd always been into music since I
started playing piano at age 5 or so, and it became kind of second nature like reading
or drawing for fun, it was just something that I really enjoyed but I never
thought about it as a career. In high school that's when I got more serious and
put even more time into doing it and formed bands that actually played real
shows out around the town and recorded and released recordings from studios so
it's just stepping up our efforts. And the bands in my school, the people I
could go and see and talk to and look at in the hallway, how does this person
live, how do they do this? I went to a very inspiring school too because, are
you familiar with Community High School? </span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;">That
school was just a massive massive massive part of my whole life. Everything
that I got exposed to really came through that school one way or another. <span style="">&nbsp;</span>I made friends with a lot of kids who
were already out of high school, but it's because that school was downtown I
could walk downtown and hang out with these people that worked in the record
stores or lived in houses around there that were, you know 18, 19, 20, 21, 22,
just out of high school, older, but not quite going to college necessarily, all
kinds of wild people. There was just this scene, playing music, tons and tons
and tons of shows in all these basement houses and just a very vibrant scene.
And I imagine it's probably still going on just as intensely although it always
comes and goes, in certain ways there's changes in style. But it was a great
era when I was there just like it was so many years before. There's just a
history of awesome vibes in this town, there really is, I can't deny it. I've
gotten to travel quite a bit now and go all over the world and there is
something unique about Ann Arbor and about southeast Michigan in general
especially when it comes to intensity and rocking out and going for it, it's a
great vibe, it's just the best, I'm so glad. I wasn't born there, I was born in
California, but my dad got that job at U of M so he moved there and I'm so
grateful every day. At the same time, I don't live there now, and I wanted to
move away from there at 18, I just really hated living there, but the more I
lived the more I realized how instrumental the time I spent there has been. </span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"><b>When
did you know that you wanted to become Andrew W.K.?<span style="">&nbsp; </span>Before then, was there anything else when you were younger that
you thought you might have wanted to be? </b></span><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"></span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;">The main thing I was going to do was go to art school for
visual art. That's what I thought I was going to do for most of my high school
life and even before that, like junior high school, middle school. I even was
going to do fashion design and worked for some fashion companies in New York,
like this one called Comme Des Garçons. I worked there and became very
disillusioned with all these ideas of what I wanted to do, like go to art
school in Chicago or move to New York and work in fashion or do photography. I
worked as a fashion photographer taking pictures of models, which was an
amazing job. Young girls would get sent over to my house and I would get to
take pictures of them, it was just unbelievable, I can't believe some of the
stuff that I got to do. Different jobs, in different lines of work, all
different interests but in the end I realized that entertainment specifically,
if you want to call it show business, you can do all of that stuff in this one
field, it includes everything. You want to make a painting and put it on an
album cover or t-shirt or hang it up in a music video, you want to make a movie
of something you can make a movie, if you want to make music well you're making
music, if you want to build a sculpture you can put it on stage with you on
your show. I mean everything, performing, acting, music, singing, writing, it
all can be done in this field. Everything creative that I could ever imagine
wanting to do, including clothing, you get to design what you want to wear, and
people see it. The stage is like a catwalk in its own way. The style of music,
of entertainment, there's so much style and image involved,&nbsp;you get to
play with all that. So to me it just came to me, it just dawned on me that all
the stuff I had ever been interested in I could basically do in this one field
of the entertainment industry. After about a year, I moved here when I was 18
so about 19 I decided to start working on Andrew W.K.</span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"><b>Did
you always have this freedom to do whatever you wanted, or did you have to
build yourself up first to get the record companies to trust you?</b></span><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"></span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;">Well, I don't know if they trust me or not but they always
let me do what I wanted to do and I'm incredibly grateful for that. Really
crazy stuff too, I was fortunate enough to take advantage of, and experience
the golden age of the music industry before the internet changed it, and there
was a lot of money to be spent and you had a lot of flexibility because of it.
One of the things that's changed for certain with people is that it's more
restrictive, in some ways because they're less willing to take risks. But at
the same time there's so much more freedom of expression and so much more
opportunity to get your stuff out and do what you want to do easily that now I
think it's more open and you have more flexibility to do exactly what you
wanted than ever. I think things have never been better as far as being a
creative person. I don't know about being a business person. If you're making
the stuff this is a great, great time. And I just had the best team of people,
I really did, amazing people. Even people that didn't agree with what I wanted
to do or we didn't get along, they were all incredible people who really
believed in what this is and continue to believe in it in very loyal ways that
I just am very thankful for and am blessed to have benefited from all these
peoples beliefs. You can't do this stuff by yourself, no matter how much you
would like to you really can't. And I don't know everything in the world so it
was great to have teachers and people that have done things to teach you and to
help you. My goal is to get this feeling across and if other people have ideas
on how to get that feeling across, I'd be a fool, I'd be doing a disservice to
this whole mission to not listen to what they're saying. </span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"><b>Musician,
TV host, motivational speaker, award-winning nightclub owner -- how do you get
involved in so many different things?<span style="">&nbsp;
</span>Does the process go like, you have an idea for something cool, and you
have the freedom and the energy to just go "yeah sure, I'm going to do
that"? </b></span><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"></span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;">It's half of that, and half of it is people coming to you.
People's opportunities coming your way and people asking "how about doing
this?" And that's the biggest difference in my life now than before when I
first started and first moved into New York, when I first moved here I couldn't
get a show at all. I had to go out and hunt for shows, very hard. I was able to
get them and then get more of course but the amazing thing now when you have so
many opportunities is that it gets tricky to sometimes be able to do them all
but I usually feel pretty strongly that if something comes my way it was meant
to come my way. It doesn't mean you have to do it but I'm always interested and
take it very seriously because hey, I want to be busy! I want to be full of
activity and the more I've done, the less busy I felt, which has been very odd.
I think it's because it's been refreshing, instead of overwhelming. Of course
there's completely insane moments where I wonder why I take on so much, and
think why did I do these things in particular, but it's still not nearly as
much work as other people do in their lives, whatever kind of work it may be,
and it's all related. So it all kinda feeds off itself in a refreshing way,
like getting to go do TV, it's such a great related type of performance to
singing on stage but it's very different. Then it makes it exciting to go and
play a show because I get to do some move I thought about during the TV filming
or apply some move I do on stage to the TV show and it all just sorta bounces
back, they all fit under the same umbrella somehow. </span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"><b>You've
got so many projects on your plate, it seems like you never take a break.<span style="">&nbsp; </span>Do you ever just lounge around on the
couch watching TV? </b></span><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"></span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;">Yeah, I think doing nothing is also very important because a
lot of time when you're doing nothing is when you get the ideas for things you
do want to do. And some of the best ideas I've had have been when I wasn't
doing something else. Cause when you're engaged in some very worthwhile
activity, your mind isn't looking for some new idea or some breakthrough to do
later, and even if it does come up with something, you're not necessarily able
to pursue it right at that moment or think about it much more or even write it
down or record it if you have some word idea or song idea or just some concept
but if you're just sitting there that's a great moment. You want to be able to
sit there and let these things come to you. <span style="">&nbsp;</span>It takes quiet time.<span style="">&nbsp;
</span>I think it's really important to spend time alone every day, and to
spend time not actively doing anything other than just thinking. And you can
call it meditating, you can watch TV, you can read a book, it's when you're not
running around. I think it's good to just sit down. </span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"><b>Most
of my ideas for jokes or for this magazine actually come to me while I'm in the
shower. </b></span><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"></span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;">Yeah, showers are great, too.<span style="">&nbsp; </span>It's a quiet moment alone, it's definitely a solitary vibe.
Unless of course there's someone in the shower with you! But, like driving for
example. One of my favorite parts about filming the TV show is driving to the
set every day and then driving back every day. Most of the time, I don't own a
car, in New York there's no need, and I always loved owning a car when I lived
in Michigan. I loved driving around but, it's not that I miss too much, and I
certainly rent cars a lot here in New York and get driven around most of the
time in taxis or the subway or whatever, like a sedan that you take to the
airport or whatever it may be. But to be in control of your own transportation,
in those moments when I get to drive to the set, it's like sunrise, 6 AM,
driving there and it's this moment of, it's like the best. I don't even listen
to the radio a lot of the time. Just complete silence maybe have a window open
a little bit, just looking out, it's beautiful, a beautiful land out there in
Santa Clarita California, and just be amazed that I get to do this stuff in
life and just get psyched up for the day and just have this quiet moment. It's
like a decompression time and a preparation time. <a href="editor-content.html?cs=utf-8" name="_GoBack"></a></span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"><b>Do
you have any ideas for things you might want to do in the future that you just
don't have time for right now, or can't make happen right now but really are
looking forward to doing one day? </b></span><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"></span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;">Yeah, there's a lot of things, and I don't know that talking
about them has always served me well.<span style="">&nbsp;
</span>Because then people are waiting, and go "Where is it? Where is it?
You said you were going to do this thing" but there's tons of stuff I'd
love to do, different projects, different types of albums and different types
of work. It'll happen at the right time, that I'm very confident of. That allows
things to go as they're meant to go.<span style="">&nbsp;
</span>I don't need to twist the up too much, because I do have plenty of time
to do other stuff. </span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"><b>You
have the new EP coming out, Party All Goddamn Night. <span style="">&nbsp;</span>With a title like that, should we expect a return to the
party anthems from I Get Wet and The Wolf? </b></span><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"></span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;">I don't think of it as a return to anything, as always I'm
just trying to get to the place of maximum excitement and party power. That
remains my goal. And that's a great goal, at least for me, because there's
always some new way to get there. You try to figure out a new route, like
what's even a more direct way to get there, whets an even more exciting part to
have in a song, what's an even more thrilling melody, like how can we exceed
this? It's like a fireworks show, and we're going to blow their minds this year
because we've got the smiley face firework, we have a three dimensional cube
firework, we have a firework that's so massive that it takes up the entire sky,
or whatever. <span style="">&nbsp;&nbsp;</span>That's what I'm
doing here.<span style="">&nbsp; </span>It's like special
effects. It's like how can we create this completely euphoric, giddy feeling
that it's great to be alive and we're going to go nuts. That's really the goal
one way or another, and there really are just many ways to get there. I think
that's just where I want to go, it's this feeling of possibility is the best
way to sum it up. It doesn't have to be this high manic state, it doesn't have
to be all sweaty, it can be however you want it to be, it can be quiet to
someone, but it just has to be this sense of possibility. Like the feeling of
the first day of summer vacation, just "oh my god life is so
fantastic", the feeling when you first get to an amusement park and go
down the first hill of the first roller coaster, assuming you like roller
coasters. Just that amazing feeling like, could life get any better? No. This
is the feeling that I'm trying to create. </span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"><b>Is
that the feeling that you have when you're making the music? Or are you more
focused on creating the great product? </b></span><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"></span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;">Both. If it's going well then it feels like that the whole
time. But it can be very painful as well. It can be extremely frustrating at
times. Sometimes it happens where everything comes together very easily,
sometimes something that you worked so long on ends up still not being nearly
as effective as something that took two seconds to figure out, and that's all
part of the joy of it -- that it's not easy, but the rewards are really
thrilling. It's still one of the biggest rushes to me to try to crack some code
to figure out a new way to hit that jackpot payout of excitement in music or
just in entertainment. <span style="">&nbsp;</span>Like how
can we get to that place of just being so fucking psyched? To me it's just
amazing. <span style="">&nbsp;</span>Especially being older,
being an adult and getting to do this as my life is just incredible. To me,
there's so many different things you could work on, and I get to try to psyche
people up, it's like my mission and I'm very grateful. </span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"><b>If
you hadn't had the fortune you've had being able to live this life that you
love, if you had for whatever reason ended up just as someone working in a
cubicle farm, how do you think you'd be living and feeling now if you just
didn't have this great opportunity? </b></span><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"></span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;">I don't think people "wind up" working anywhere.
You choose to work there. There's very very few situations where people truly
have no power and no opportunity, at least in this great country, and many
places around the world. You can pretty much do what you want. With that, of
course, there's a lot of responsibility. But it's much nicer to blame
circumstance or something else when you're not enjoying what you're doing and I
am very fortunate and very lucky and very blessed in a humbling way, but I try
to really use it for all it's worth and do as much as I can with the
opportunities I've been given for everyone out there who doesn't have the same
opportunity, in their honor. I know if they had it they would go for it. There
also is that personal side to it where if you're working a job you don't like,
then quit the goddamn job! Life, you can hold back, but the minute you don't,
life will just fly forward. You'll think back to that time like, "I can't
believe I didn't quit a year before." Or whatever. "I can't believe I
waited to do what I really wanted to do in life for so long." It's just a
series of steps to walk from one end of the block to another, it can seem like
a very long distance, it can seem really intense but you know what? Just
putting one foot in front of the other and taking those steps, you will get
there. And it might be tiring but eventually you will get to the other end and
you'll look back and say "Wow, okay, now I'm here" and it happened.
But you have to take action. And that's that magical element that manifests
dreams. You have to do something. And it's best to do it before you even think
you can. </span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"><b>Has
there ever been something that you were really focused on and excited for, and
for whatever reason it just didn't turn out? Did you get bummed out or think it
was meant to happen and just move on? </b></span><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"></span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;">Yes, move on. Just move on. Not to wrestle with it too much
because one, there's nothing you can do. And two, I don't know if the point of
my work is for me to like it after its done so much as to do it, so it doesn't
really matter somehow, I've kinda given up on being my own number one fan. It's
still a helpful way to work, to think about, "Would I like this if I
discovered it?" of course. If I wasn't me or if I was me but not doing
this, but it's impossible to think that because that's not the truth. The truth
is I am me and I am doing this so I can never have an objective point of view
and look at it from another angle because I'm inside of it. So it's not worth
it. I just do the work as best I can. It's a very clear work that's set out in
front of me and it's up to me to do it. It's so obvious that this is what I was
meant to do, for whatever reason, as ridiculous as it may be. Everybody has
their destiny and their true will, what they were born to do in life and this
just happens to be the thing that I was born to do, or at least it seems like
it. It's very possible that it's not but I think so far it seems like the right
direction. </span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"><b>Do
you get more pleasure from the experience of creating or from the end product? </b></span><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"></span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;">Both, fortunately. I think it's good to appreciate both
because if you didn't care about the end product, like let's say the finished
CD or the finished t-shirt or the finished video or song or show, then it would
be hard to muster up the desire to create the thing in the first place. You'd
be happy just to play a song for yourself but you want to leave remnants of
your efforts here and so I think that it is important and nice to have the
desire for a final result. And you hope that the process is fun as well. But
the final result is such a short thing. It's like "okay, it's done",
it's more just like a relief from the reality of it not being done, which is a
very intense state. Once it's done it's just great that it's done and you can
just move on. </span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;"><b>Is
there anything you want to talk about? Anything you want to tell the readers? </b></span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;">I think we've covered a lot, and some things I don't often
get to talk about.<span style="">&nbsp; </span>This has been
very very fun. Excellent questions, thank you for your familiarity and your
preparation and just your thoughtfulness.<b></b></span></p>


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<entry>
    <title>Stereo-hype</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.gargmag.com/2011/06/stereo-hype.html" />
    <id>tag:www.gargmag.com,2011://11.270</id>

    <published>2011-06-23T20:00:10Z</published>
    <updated>2011-06-23T20:13:22Z</updated>

    <summary>I live in Germany. Cue the Nazi jokes. I&apos;m not joking though, that&apos;s actually what happens.. Faster than the Catholic Church blaming the gays for everything, (two penises + no vagina = the reason for abortion) they trot out the...</summary>
    <author>
        <name>Ross</name>
        <uri>http://www.gargmag.com</uri>
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        <![CDATA[<p class="MsoNormal">I live in Germany. Cue the Nazi jokes. I'm not joking
though, that's actually what happens.. Faster than the Catholic Church blaming
the gays for everything, (two penises + no vagina = the reason for abortion)
they trot out the same old stereotype: Germans are Nazis. Which is stupid. The vast
majority of the German population was born after or during the second World War.
Now I'm no historian, but I don't think any of the concentration camps were
being run by babies and sperm. So I think we can safely absolve them of any
blame. Anyone who might have been even remotely involved with Nazi movement
would be practically 90. As I am a.) 19 years old and b.) American, it makes little
sense to call me a Nazi.</p><p class="MsoNormal"><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 1em; font-weight: normal; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; ">The world is a very different place now then it was back then, and the same stereotypes no longer apply. To flll the void, I've developed new ones based on my experiences and a very limited unverified data set:<o:p></o:p></p><div><br /></div></p> ]]>
        <![CDATA[<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 1em; font-weight: normal; ">Germans love asparagus. And they can't dance.</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 1em; font-weight: normal; "><o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 1em; font-weight: normal; ">The Portuegese have small nipples. Conversely, the Brazilians have large ones. Use this to differentiate the two.<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 1em; font-weight: normal; ">Never let anyone you know, especially not children, be left alone with a Bulgarian. They'll try to convince you that Star Wars: A New Hope was the best of the original trilogy, when time and fandom has clearly selected Return of the Jedi. Truly a backwards people.<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 1em; font-weight: normal; ">The Chinese have a mutation that has made then genetically immune to Beatlemania.<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 1em; font-weight: normal; ">1 in every 3 Canadians are genetically engineered for extra niceness. Additonally, a maple syrup substitute is secreted instead of sweat. Delicious, delicious, sweat.<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 1em; font-weight: normal; ">Everyone from Iceland is sexy. Even Bjork. Especially Bjork.<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 1em; font-weight: normal; ">Never approach a Kenyan in a swamp, their natural environment.&nbsp;<span>&nbsp;</span>Here, they gain an additional +3 to attack as well as an additional 1d10 of damage.&nbsp;<span>&nbsp;</span><o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 1em; font-weight: normal; ">The Swedes are a bunch of pansy-ass spawn campers&nbsp;<span>&nbsp;</span><o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 1em; font-weight: normal; ">Bolivians can unhinge their jaws to devour any cake with more than two layers<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 1em; font-weight: normal; ">The French don't actually exist. It's been an ongoing joke that got out of hand, and your parents didn't have the heart to tell you.<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 1em; font-weight: normal; ">So go forth, dear reader, and spread frequently inaccurate preconceptions!&nbsp;</p>]]>
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<entry>
    <title>Dear Diary: I have feelings too</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.gargmag.com/2011/06/dear-diary-i-have-feelings-too.html" />
    <id>tag:www.gargmag.com,2011://11.269</id>

    <published>2011-06-21T00:38:36Z</published>
    <updated>2011-06-21T00:40:59Z</updated>

    <summary>Dear Diary, I have feelings, too. I think about my feelings. But there are also times when I don&apos;t want to. You see, I have feelings, too. Complicated feelings that come from inside. Of me. I wake up and have...</summary>
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        <name>Bretter Homes and Gardens</name>
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        <![CDATA[<p style="margin-bottom: 0in">Dear Diary,</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in">	I have feelings, too.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in">	I think about my feelings.  But there
are also times when I don't want to.  You see, I have feelings, too. 
Complicated feelings that come from inside. Of me.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in"><br /></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in">	I wake up and have a coffee, just like
you.  I have another cup of coffee and maybe two or three cigarettes.
 If my bong is nearby sometimes I will smoke it as well.  I'm naked. 
It's maybe 9 in the morning. I spilled something on my clock once so
I guess that it's 9 in the morning.  I should go to work.  Yikes!
-coughs- I forgot to clean my bong for a month. Ouch!</p> ]]>
        <![CDATA[<p style="margin-bottom: 0in">When I get to work I'm usually confused
because it's actually not 9 in the morning.  But it's also because I
like my job only maybe two or three days a week, and that's confusing
to my emotions.  I've been gainfully employed at the same
establishment for nearly 10 months now.  Then again, employed is a
strong word, and since last week I've had to start breaking in.  Hold
on, I think my car is getting towed.  Just kidding, I don't have a
car.  
</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in"><br /></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in">	 This is supposed to be about my
feelings. Sorry.  Like I said, sometimes I don't like to think about
them.  I do like to think about them when I am happy.  For example,
today I was thinking about how last week I lost my calculator and
then found it.  Good times. Oh and I also bought socks without holes!
 How 'bout monkey bars? Weren't those just the days!  One time I went
out to recess and the whole play-structure was taped off.  Turns out
somebody ran into a pole so hard that they passed out.  Hilarious!</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in"><br /></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in">	The worst kind of days are when you
have a lot of feelings to think about and miss your dentist
appointment, because then your teeth have feelings, too.  That
doesn't happen much these days, what with my dentist telling me he
doesn't like my teeth.  That was hard to hear.  Definitely a day when
I didn't want to think about my feelings.  Those days can get pretty
confusing and I forget touch things, but then I remember that it's
okay to touch some things.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in">	But really there are all kinds of
things to do on weird days.  Today I set up a server.  Have you ever
done that?  You should try it sometime.  Also it's good to go on
twitter cause making a full sentence is probably a hassle anyways.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in"><br /></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in">	Well this has been fun, diary, but my
roommates' party is a little too happening and I think I am nervous. 
Maybe I will talk to the ladies about this feeling, perhaps they have
advice.  About being nervous, that is.  Or something else, that might
be good, too.  Like, what's the best type of Afrin?</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in"><br />
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in"><strike>Love,</strike> 
</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in"><span style="text-decoration: none">  
</span><strike>Best Regards,</strike> Hey</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in">			Me</p>]]>
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