Baby Eating
A txt msg convo
Sad-Sigh fanbase - all 6 of you - Let me transcribe for you guys a text message conversation I had with my roommate, the illustrious J. Lopez this weekend. Please note that I received the first message shortly after she arrived in West Palm Beach for vacation.
J: Fractured foot. Have cast. Spent my day in [...]
Only Allowed in Public if in a Bubble
Soumeya and I took some time out of our busy day yesterday to see the Yves Saint Laurent collection at de Young museum and as I looked at the evening gowns and tuxedo suits without any attention to detail, I became very aware of a noxious odor drifting into my nostrils. I turned to Soumeya [...]
Ahhh! Bugs!
I’ve actively avoided going into the saga of my bedbug debacle here on Sad-Sigh, mainly because it would take up 300,000 posts, and has already been blogged to death.
However, I think it’s sad, and perfectly sigh-worthy, when, as soon as I’ve gotten rid of the bedbugs, I go to a project at East River Park, [...]
Man or Fish? Um… possibly just gross.
The New York Times is doing it.
Entertainment Weekly is jumping on the bandwagon.
Even the venerated elder statesman of the Blogeratti, Slate is sucking Michael Phelp’s dick.
I’m having a hard time with this. I think a lot of it is based off of me not having really watched either of the last two Summer Games, and [...]
Dumbasses = laughter
I’m mostly outraged that someone would throw away a perfectly good burrito.