1. Saturday, December 27, 2003

    when warhol was asked what he thought of critics 

    he said they were right.

    same could be said of some of mine. i can at times be quite assholish. and fuck them for bringing it up.

    but maybe my worst trait is how many people there are who i wouldnt cry over if they died.

    near the top of the list is mr. george steinbrenner (pictured) who on one hand cares enough about his team that he will pay any amount of money to go after the players that he wants, but on the other hand continues to ruin baseball.

    yes hes a colorful personality and a legend and his own man, etc etc. but hes also a cock and a buffoon and a know nothing and a blowhard.

    but worse than all of that, hes not only a yankee, hes king yankee.

    and i fucking hate the fucking yankees.

    i hope george choked on some blowfish as he was trying to woo the newest asian import, i hope it got caught in that turkey neck and strangled him.

    i hope his head got all purple and his nose got big and the veins in his fat head turned green and throbbed.

    i hope the only thing he could do was sign language the only thing he ever learned how to sign language

    moe, larry, the cheese.

    fuck reggie jackson fuck don gullet fuck donnie baseball fuck ron guidry.

    much love to thurman munson and billy martin and yogi berra

    but fuck dave winfield and steve sax and jose posada.

    love for mickey rivers

    hate for mickey mantle

    the babe is cracking his knuckles at the knuckleheaded way youve done things in his house.

    when you die they’ll say lots of nice things

    cuz youre dead

    but they lie

    just die

    just die.

    blair + life rants + joz