On the G20 and protests...

""Bros who ‘didnt graduate from high school’ can unite with ‘unemployed bros who graduated with a worthless degree from an expensive university’ under the same goal: “H8 society for misleading me/leaving me trapped.’"" [via Carles]

UGH... Can we start the revolution already?!

So sick of it all. Lets get gooooing. Whenst you return to the US lets make this happen. I'm sick of talking and blogging. More doing! Check out these guys, old friends from LA that started an art gang, just throw parties with live art / art shows that benefit schools who got their art programs cut / do cool ass shit. http://www.bagavagabonds.com/ Ima make some art work for their next art explosion show... the theme is dream.... I'm thinking something with dreamcicle / creamcicle word play... what do you think?

But yea. They make it happen. Granted they work for cool music magazines like Filter, etc. but still... if they can get shit like it going on LA... we can make it happen in KC or such....

Tweens: Unlocking the Secret: Global Edition

Mollz! I've got sensitive information containing EXCLUSIVE INSIGHTS INTO THE LIVES OF THAI TWEENS!

They like riding motorcycles! They like ice cream! And facebook! Some of them like shopping and some of them like soccer! Some of them are good at school and some of them aren't! The girls wear bows in their hair at school and the boys have kind of sweet alt haircuts! Apparently they think America is pretty cool! They wear Levis!

i'm on the other side of the world

so I'm in Thailand. have been here for about a week although the first five days don't really count because i spent them with 14 other Americans in one of the nicest hotels I've ever stayed at, in Bangkok. Of course right outside the hotel were slums and the like, which I spose is the standard experience of Americans/Europeans abroad. Also there's a 7-11 on just about every corner here where me and the chill bros I met would go every night to get four packs of Chang ("thailand's finest") for about 2 bucks-- sort of tastes like natty light.
Also learned that we're not allowed to be loud, drunk or messy which may mean I'm in for a very long five months. Now that I'm in my host community I likely won't see another Chang before I hit the Bangkok airport on my way out. Also, my host mom literally handed me a hairbrush. Was kind of planning on a chill time in Thailand and then I found myself shopping for business casual clothes in the mall because I have to dress up for school. what the fuck, sort of.

Anyway, it's 98 and humid. I started school today which was pretty fun and hilarious. I was facing about 40 thai tweens and repeating "my name is Emily. how are you?" about 20 times and definitely wondered how the hell I got here. Planning on inundating these kids with some scandalous music at least, just to keep myself entertained. Hoping to meet up with other american bros ASAP but apparently it's rude to travel from your host family or something. I knew the host family would be a tad difficult since in America we demand independence from age 15, but here you pretty much life with your parents forever here if you're not married, and even if you are. Thai culture is ingrained with all sorts of non-verbal signs that I obviously have no idea how to read. Did I mention no one speaks English? Hoping to become proficient in Thai, just for a fun party trick.

It's still new and exciting at the very least-- the market is pretty cool and has all sorts of crazy stuff-- definitely noticed a 14-inch wooden penis carving with stuff written all over it-- made me wish I had a digital camera and that I wasn't with my host mom and her sister. Everyone here rides motorbikes which seem totally badass and I totally want to get one when I'm back in the states.

You should send me your number because I got a hella cheep phone deal going on and i'll give you a call. Wanna meet in LA in late Oct and travel up the coast for a while?

How To Cure Moustache Envy

And it was only fifty cents! But I'm pretty sure a real one wouldn't come off when you puke in your sleep after 11 Milwaukee's Best(s?). So color me still envious.

Our New Best Friends

Das Racist! of the illuminating interview excerpted here.

Am I a bad human being?

So just read the epic plays below. It speaks to me on a level that the theatre never has. I'd like to see this performed in the basement of someone's parents house in Oklahoma or Michigan to really drive home the message.

So after reading that, I decided it was time for a good cry. I found out there are episodes of Extreme Makeover: Home Edition, featuring all American metro d00d Ty Pennington. So I picked the first one, but on the "tonight on this episode of..." preview, the family who's life Ty and the team were gunna turn upside down had a kid
with some rare disease where he can't get full and can literally eat himself to death. They had a lock on their fridge. I decided it was entirely too depressing and flipped to an episode about a family that adopted 4 little Kazahkstani kids, one of which is a triple amputee 8 yr old who surfs and runs races.... much more uplifting. Actually, its
wrapping up and haven't even cried but a couple of times...TRIPLE AMPUTEE KAZAKHSTANI ADOPTEE!!.... dear lord, ABC.

I know we discussed this, but I think it bears repeating. While this show is a cryer's porn (and really the only thing that beats it for a good cry is the second half of Titanic. Nothing beats the second half of Titanic) the show is pretty disgusting. Product placement, exploitation of America's struggling, and no delving further into WHY these families are in these situations in the first place. A majority of the families they help can't support their family or fix up their home because all of their money goes to financial bills. People like the hilarious 9 year old born paralyzed from the waist down AND his dad has Lou Gherig's disease. LOU GHERIGS DISEASE!Who has that?! The guy who's son was born paralyzed from the waist down! And they're living on a high school football coach's salary. Geezeus USA. And the really f'ed up part, most of these people who live in homes that are literally falling down, have mortgages. Or two. They're making payments on shitholes! Ah the American dream.

Ugh. How can one ABC family-oriented show simultaneously renew my faith in the human spirit and make me disappointed to have been spit out of a vagina in this land we supposedly should be proud of...