Reality Shows

many moons ago a little profile in a little publication called the Washington City Paper projected late night shots and the georgetown trust fund babies who use it into the public spotlight. people were mostly outraged and appalled by their behavior and justifiably so. but the truth is, what more do we americans love more than appalling behavior in our news stories?

hells ya, appalling behavior on our TeeVees. late night shots and the vapid culture that surrounds it has officially been turned a reality show in the vein of the hills or laguna beach. i'm still confused if this qualifies for reality, but i've smoked so much pot in my day i have no fucking clue what reality is. we'll call this show close enough.

this is a turning point in history: the invasion of DC by god damn young republicans is complete. we don't need to worry about these coors-light drinking bastards coming to columbia heights anymore. they're projecting an image to the world that none of us can do anything to stop. tire burning sure as shit won't help, despite gene's best efforts.

but honestly, is that such a bad thing? do we even care about the bitch goddess' image in the world? sarah palin thinks it's a shit hole, so why not show everyone just how shitty it is? i personally am going to love every minute of this series. my heart with ache with rage everytime they show a line at georgetown cupcake or some girl puking on her white dress in adams morgan. i'll laugh with furious anger every time they go to the mall pretending like there is something to do there, ever. most importantly, i'll really be able to empathize with these characters... i mean, real people... as they contemplate the truly important questions in life, such as which private club to join and new ways to establish their superiority.

the show is called Blonde Charity Mafia--hahahaha, what genius came up with that?!?!--and it's been picked up by lifetime. the local news clip is below and it's also hilarious.

Bicycle Enthusiast Envoy Returns

what does that title mean? next to nothing, but the acronym spells BEER which is pretty clever.

speaking of beer... and bicycles, look at this Pabst fixie. it's like a collision of worlds, or not really at all. studies show 100% of fixie riders drink PBR.

Information

if tbdcdcdbdc is good for anything, it's being a forum for cutting edge intellectual thought. surriously. what haven't we discussed here? Ageism? check. Excessive Coffee Consumption? check. Inter-Species Animal Breeding? triple-check. and all of this was done in the month of june.

that's why i'm happy to offer this presentation by some swedish dude about stuff. i'm not sure what this is actually about, but damn those graphics are fancy. the only thing that could make this presentation better would be a Jacked Up! sequence but then again, that might not be entirely appropriate when talking about poverty and income distribution.

I know I know, Yeah You Too

Kerry played this remix (more of a mash-up really) of a Clipse song for me shortly after we moved to DC from Portland. I thought it was good then, but it's grown on me quite a bit and has since become my summer jam of every year. I could bbq the living shit out of something to this song. I'm talking steak, sausages, zucchini, lettuce, grapes, bubblicious, runts and, of course, hot beats.

Darkside of Oz

darkside of oz isn't an amazing conspiracy. the two don't actually go together. instead our brains hear the sounds and see the images and create relationships that don't actually exist. this isn't to discount how entertaining it is, though. on the contrary, it's bombdotcom.com. but the phenomenon isn't limited to just darkside of oz.

this phenomenon works for pretty much anything, especially The Flaming Lips and the cartoon channel. don't knock it until you try it. it also, amazingly, works with with Justice/Will Smith/WALE. in full disclosure, i am not on the payroll of any of the aforementioned artists and this is not my idea. i took it from Justice themselves via an interview in Pitchfork: "...when we got this song we loaded the Will Smith video on YouTube [for] "Getting Jiggy Wit It". We are just putting that track on top of the video. It's perfect. It's like a hit, you know? We were dancing behind our table looking at the video. It's really cool."

what you need to do: play the WALE track then play Gettin Jiggy Wit It on mute. Justice was right. it is really cool... and hilarious.

Shorts Jump The Shark

It's over. Put away your linen shorts-suit and bow-tie. The honeymoon is over. With the recent article in the establishment bastion that is the New York Times, the golden days of shorts are over. Hipsters nation-wide will shortly be seen burning their shorts in the street, or perhaps keeping them in the closet for their next trip to Germany, where they won't even be popular yet for another year. But when the Times quotes an octogenarian on the return of shorts, it's all over. Moment of silence.

Bombay the Bomb way

Greetings. Having made a recent shift of continent, your erstwhile tbdcdcdbdc NE DC correspondent has now become your faithful tbdcdcdbdc South Asia correspondent. As such, I'm actually blogging from the past. I don't know if you all still remember the past, but it's pretty flippin' wild. Trust me.

Natch, India yields many things that are tbdcdcdbdc. From my immediate arrival, however, I was struck by the amount of rubble that seems to be everywhere in Bombay. It would seem, in fact, that the entire city is destroyed every night and reconstructed with new bricks, because every road is seemingly littered with chunks of brick and cement and steel and glass. I have no idea where it might all come from.

In any case, on my second day here, I was driving across town when I looked out of the window to see a shining example of contrast. Sitting in the rubble, on top of a particularly large chunk of concrete, a man was engaged in one of life's finest tonsorial pleasures - getting a straight edge razor shave from a barber.



Ah.... Luxury.

Now, I didn't have my camera on hand at the time, but apparently this phenomenon isn't so rare, as a google image search for "barber shave india" yielded the above photo. Rare or not, it's definitely the bomb.

Classic Rock

ohhh, ya, the smooth sounds of the 70's. nothin sounds like summer more than some bombdotcom.com classic rock. doesn't matter where you are, turn the volume up, the bullshit down and escape.