A Big Fat Waste of Time

No Easter Would Be Complete Without This

A client who tells himself to fuck off is an ad woman's dream.

This YouTube video of outtakes from an RV commercial is full of so many f-bombs you might want to wear a protective suit. At the very least earphones if you're at work. This guy clearly must be the boss of the company or he wouldn't get away with such horrible behavior. But what's funny about it is that the target of his venom is mostly himself. This is the kind of guy who likes you to rip the Band-Aid off slowly, you know what I'm saying? My favorite line:

Listen...I don't want anymore bullshit anytime during the day from anyone. That includes me.

RV Bloopers at YouTube

Once again, Keith Richards proves you are all amateurs.

You are now no longer rock-n-roll unless you snort your dead father's ashes. Take that, you emo, poser faggots.

Keith Richards Admits He Was High on Dad , NYTimes

I saw the Coop!

If Jury Duty did nothing else, it gave me my first sighting of Anderson Cooper live and in person. As I strolled home from Chinatown through Soho, who did I spy flittering down Howard Street toward Broadway like some rare gazelle, but Gloria Vanderbilt's son himself. I managed to snap two very crappy pics of him. Including this one of his non-existant ass. He's a doll, but I must say, he has nothing on Jorge Ramos .

As I continued home through the blog district, I spotted none other than Gawker's new after hours editorial whose-it, Joshua David Stein walking with a young woman to what I think is referred to in the blogging world as "lunch."

Actually Liveblogging Jury Duty (Day 2)

10:02 AM Larry's smiling face just appeared in the "food room" to ask us all to head to the main room for roll call. Another clerk is calling roll over the mic. Miraculously, I am on time.

10: 07 My name is SECOND on the list and I had to yell, "HERE!" from out in the hallway as we hadn't made it into the main room yet. When I finally got there, I busted into the room and interrupted the guy (in front of 200 other jurors):

Me: Excuse me, you called my name a minute ago.

Clerk: I heard you. We all heard you.

And so, the obligatory butchering of my Spanish surname out of the way, I begin day two of the Super Bowl of Big Fat Wastes of Time.

Not quite liveblogging jury duty.

8:00 am: My alarm just went off and I literally just remembered I have jury duty today!!!! Shit! What time do I have to be there???

8:45 Apparently at 8:45.

8:50 I'm at 100 Centre Street. This would be so much cooler if I had ever watched that show.

8:51 The security guards just confiscated my new camera. Already they're oppressing me.

8: 52 Just found my way into the Jury room on the 15th floor. There is a huge room full of about 200 people listening to a guy at the front of the room explaining things. He's kind of cute.

8:55 The guy just said he's going to play a movie on jury duty and that it's a good time to go to the cafeteria. My crush grows. Also, there's wifi throughout the place!!!! Jury duty=awesome.

9:00 He just started the video and I walked out during the first scene which looked like something from those medieval parts of Led Zeppelin's The Song Remains the Same.

9:05 Just made my way back down to the first floor cafeteria and suddenly having flashbacks of Night Court. I think I inhaled 5 pounds of grease just waiting in line to pay.

9:23 I'm back in the room. The video is still on....with DIANE SAWYER narrating. Classay.

9: 25 The guy just said they were having wifi issues on Friday, but it seems to be working fine today. Thank god this isn't Friday. I never thought I would say that.

9:30 The guy's name is *Larry*.

9:39 A woman just stood up and tried to leave saying, "I no speakie English." Apparently she has to serve because she's a citizen. But she most likely won't get chosen for a trial. Hmmm...

This is quickly turning into a sneaker blog.

I think it's safe to say I'm digging Addidas over the other brands, but I refuse to be brand loyal about this sneaker phase (especially with all the bodacious Bathing Ape stuff out there). It's all about a pretty face, really. Which, for me, often takes on the form of something pink as displayed by these beauties. After the jump the reverse sneaks to these.