dirtyground

i hope when i grow up i look like Peter Gallagher. this probably won't happen.


so yeah. my ex-g.f / longtime good friend Kat had a baby a couple of days ago. this is probably the coolest picture of a baby EVER...



baby is just CHILLIN'.

i'm dj'ing Rodan on Saturday the 30th of this month. its a pretty high profile gig... i'm wondering if i can get everyone to dance The Hustle.

also went to this Fischerspooner party at some gallery the other day. it was mildly retarded and all the dudes looked the same, like the bassist from The Strokes or something. that shit is a uniform in that part of town.

there's nothing worse than a bunch of drunk scenester dudes as they all dance with eachother and its really, really, gay - and not in the cool Queer Eye way - just in the "you have good hair? i have good hair! lets listen to Pavement! shah, dude!" way.

Fader Magazine (which is essentially Vice Magazine without the sense of humor or any decent journalism whatsoever) and Absolut vodka sponsered that party so it was all corporate hipster shit. there were 'hipster undercovers' that worked for Sony and Universal Media there, asking people questions like "so. you like The Arcade Fire?" and "whats your opinion... are polo shirts in or out?". which was fucking amazing. the soft pink underbelly of The Chicago Scene was blatantly ripped open for me that night. mind you, free vodka.

what else what else...

*i need to find a way to sneak into the Death From Above 1979 show friday.

*countdown to Roby Travelling is 12 days.

*i have been exercising. its true what they say. you feel a lot better about yourself. and this picture will probably be found in 30 years when i try to run for mayor. theres more in the pics folder. i think im secretly an exhibitionist.

♥n