july 1, i take a photo “of a man laying in his own liquid waste beneath a giant tree under a breathtakingly beautiful sky. he was either dead or passed out because he wasnt laying on grass or dirt.” he was laying on rocks.
july 1, Top of the Ticket, the blog ive been writing on, does a whopping 3 million pageviews for the month of June, a huge accomplishment, especially for the summer when no one is supposed to care about the web or politics.
july 2, a tribute to my grandfather. a canadian. and a cuban(?)
july 4, pretty girl says shes just not into me, heartbroken, so ali and chris take me to High
july 6, sass flies to america to console me with hello kitty lolipops.
july 8, my mom calls and asks is everything ok? i say i think theres a disturbance in the force.
july 10, hitler is nervous about the upcoming Carmaggeddon
july 12, ate tongue at a peruvian joint
july 13, dudamel at the hollywood bowl: a busblog review
july 14, kiss the hot babe in front of you, before its too late
july 16, danielle and i see dylan at the oc fair and eat deep fried twinkees
july 18, fine i’ll have kids
july 19, pardon me, i thought this whole damn country was supposed to be a free speech area
july 21, nirvana’s nevermind turns 20, so i listen to it all the way through
july 22, lady gaga is pretty amazing on howard stern
july 25, poor amy winehouse
july 26, life is sales, and then you die
july 26, “the older i get the more i realize the less i need”
july 27, hi summer vacation
july 28, dear Los Angeles Times, you rock
july 28, remembering the kareem abdul-jabblog
july 31, the busblog sunday press conference (of love)