Posts by: Mac
This man is alone. He is observing, he sees the world around him. He is not terribly concerned with the world.
Maybe it is because he can’t change that world, or maybe it is because he is at elevated state unconcerned with the mere
material that is the medium of ‘human’ existence.
Either way, he doesn’t give a shit about your tightly cuffed jeans and twee faux-work boots.
There was very little room. There were kayaks involved. A Mormon missionary actual stopped to watch the job of the parking. It worked out. This is the happiest story I have ever told.
So here’s the thing: Los Angeles is not a great place. I say that from an East Coast perspective, which is to say,
the most enlightened perspective on earth (perhaps next to the French when it comes to the matter of coquettish pouting).
But that’s not the point. The point is that when you walk down the street in LA, lamenting the fact that you are in LA,
you come upon something like this: an object so suited to sit against the blue backdropped eternal road that is Los Angeles.
Look, it will go like this: you will be instructed to go one way by some, the opposite way by others. In the not-too-far distance will be a place of solace. You will have no way to get there. There is no road leading there. But at the end of the day, if you have your health, you should really shut the fuck up. Metaphorically speaking, of course.
It’s almost time to shop. Please remember that malls look like this ALL THE TIME. This is just a picture of the soul of a mall.
This is not a place you won’t find ham, like Bloomingdales or Iran. This is a place you will find ham. In fact, this is a famous place to find ham. This is Mike’s in Detroit.
I am not going post a bunch of pictures of my kids and expect you people to think they are unbelievably cute and basque in the wonder of life, cute sweaters and stroller reviews. But look, when one of my daughters talks to bread, I’m going to fucking post the shit out of it.
Apparently, Vans is discontinuing the Navy Sk8 Hi-top. That’s like the MTA deciding that they would prefer
a serif font on all their signage, or Jesus going with 11 apostles and getting rid of someone like John.
I mean, John? Sure, get rid of Gary or Shakim or one of those apostles, but fucking John? Dude.
I am not going post a bunch of pictures of my kids and expect you people to think they are unbelievably cute and
basque in the wonder of life, cute sweaters and stroller reviews. But look, when one of my daughters talks to
bread, I’m going to fucking post the shit out of it.
SHOP
