the pop culture ramblings of a lunatic.
Archive for March, 2008
The 1st Anniversary of Dangerous Mind.
Mar 27th
NOTE: All of the entries prior to this one (and including this one) are from the old blogspot site and have been imported here to www.iamdanluke.com . The things I am referencing in this post for the upcoming site are the things you now see manifested on this page.
In the words of Trent Reznor, “Let’s all go have coffee somewhere (my treat)!”
Often times I feel bitter, even envious perhaps but alas, I do not feel that way today. I am an angry young man. I am a neurotic young man. And often while speaking I have the tendency to mindlessly ramble or sail off into fantasies contained only in my fleshy cranium. But you beautiful, lovely people have stuck with me through it all. Even in this paragraph that could have summed it all up as: Thank you so much for your support. I understand that I am fucking weird.
It’s been one year since this site went up now on blogspot and it feels like it’s just getting started – that or like it has been absolutely flogged to death. And it feels great to have come this far, but I really wouldn’t have kept up with it if it weren’t for all of you that took a genuine interest in my under-developed thought process and boring-ass life. All of this profane self-loathing and mindless rants about sex and pop culture would never exist if I didn’t have such a wonderful group of friends that have this site set as their start pages and gladly recommend it to others.
Because of all of you this site has grown from maybe fourteen or so people to over six-hundred devoted readers and it feels fantastic.
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The Pussy and the Back Pube.
Mar 22nd
In the bathroom of my Dad’s house I stand in a towel staring into the mirror. Fresh from the shower I fixate my eyes on a renegade hair that has recently decided to sprout from a pore on my back.
This deeply perplexes me as I am a hairless creature by nature. It sucks. I hate being hairless. I have spent many a night drowning my kidneys in Jack Daniels with the hope that burly man hair would explode all over my chest and chin. But for every empty bottle I toss into the garbage I remain equally hairless. Looking less like a bear and more like a wirey hairless cat.
Raising a razor blade to him, I being to interrogate, “Elongated hair, defiler of pores, how the fuck did you get here? What do you want from me?”
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How to Shave A Face.
Mar 20th
Now it is time that I, the ruggedly handsome Dan Luke, shows you how to properly shave a face. This is a very hard but important process. Watch, leave feedback, and be sure to call me… ladies.