Monday, October 09, 2006

Also, poor and smell.

There it was. Smack dab on the front page my weekly copy of The Villager; an unfathomably shocking headline that challenged everything I thought I knew and believed. Here's the story. Read it, and Bleed with them.

2. DEAD BULL: Victorious Matador.


Anonymous Anonymous said...

Not to be unsympathetic, (ok I am,) but we all got problems. Deal.

9:50 AM  
Blogger Chris said...

Oh, please. They act like they're going to be thrown out on the street and living in cardboard (yet artsy) boxes. They already have a place set up! Whatever.

10:51 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Excellennt use of "schlepping" in paragraph fpur.

Although the quote of the article may be this one three paragraphs later:

"There were students saying, ‘So you’re saying we’re not worth $8 million?’"

Um, basically. Yes. Now, go get a fucking job.

12:10 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Oh, tell me about it.
I dropped into the art supply store across the street from FIT last Thursday at 5:30, just as classes were getting out. The sneers I received just for buying a single marker (and being an old white guy, obviously a sell-out, and wearing a sports jacket)!!

But man, there were sure some good-looking chicks in that store...

What was the question?

3:51 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Worthless shites! They'll take it and like it if they know what's good for them.

But what's with the frilly shirt on the president or dean or whatever he is of CU? Total liberation, eh what?!

5:19 PM  
Blogger ohoney said...

Oh babe

and I am an MCAD stud-nette circa '76-'77



9:36 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Don't you need some angst to be creative? How else can you be a starving artist, agonizingly slowly recovering from a deep, disturbing psychotic depression?

9:59 AM  
Blogger ninaberries said...

all i know is my art-school- educated boyfriend just won an emmy.

7:23 PM  

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