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Posts tagged Dan Luke
Dan Luke’s 15 Minutes are up.
May 16th
The New York Times ran a piece on my blog today. It was as remarkably breathtaking as it was shocking. And needless to say I, the great Dan Luke, am even shocked and remarkably breathtooken’d with it. It takes the very breath from my lungs and replaces it with the sulfur that can only be known as the New York Times .
On the Subject of Emo Modeling Pictures
Apr 26th
My friend got back with her ex-boyfriend the other day. She told me about it over a full plate of Sushi at an expensive pseudo-Asian restaurant in the South Loop.
“How’s it going?” I asked.
“Let’s not talk about it. I don’t want to talk about it.”
“That sounds real good.”
There isn’t any better response to “I heard you got back with your ex, how’s it going?” than “I don’t want to talk about it.” How else can you explain the impending doom of a relationship?
“It’s going wonderful! It’s going so well that I don’t even want to talk about it ever! “
“The sex is uber-fabulous! He tends to my lady nether regions with a delicate and passionate finesse , and it’s so mind blowing that I want to forget that it ever happened and pretend that he is dead! “
Then again, I am a cynical bastard that never had a relationship that lasted longer than twenty minutes and involved a girl that was relatively sane. Still, I never understood what the point of getting back together with an ex was if y’know… it was already broken once. If you bought a car and found out that it tended to violently explode and spew car parts all over the road, would you go out and buy the exact same car again (In the hypothetical reality that you survive the explosion)? I wouldn’t, I haven’t, and I never will.