lines of flight

From the comments in an on Stuff White People Like (a hilarious site whose authors need to stop stalking me!) I happened upon a gaggle of DC bloggers who made me feel fat and provincial.

Even tho their leader gives Finnish girls some props… in his way…

Finnish - I used to call my Finnish girl “finn-skinned”. She almost cried. The upside is that a Finn chick is a naif in the art of head games, so you’ll never have to deal with her flirting with other guys in a bar just to make you jealous. Finns are introverted. … A Finn girl’s introversion hides a surprising strength of character. She won’t tolerate her man walking all over her. Fiercely loyal and commitment-oriented, Finns make fantastic girlfriends. More than other women, Finns appreciate small gestures like spontaneously buying her a rocket pop from an ice cream truck. Finn girls smell fantastic and look ten years younger than their age.

…I’m not really down with this whole anonymous bad-mouthing of the opposite sex. (I’m not anonymous for one thing.) But that site led me to a whole bunch of other blogs that got me thinking about why assholes are interesting. (Ew.) A thought I quickly banished with pop cultural tripe and life-stuff.

Read about it.

This is an interesting documentary on a hiphop phenomenon that mostly missed me: Just for Kicks. While I agree that a nice pair of sneaker is, well, extra nice, I remain unconvinced that stashing 3 pairs of $100+ sneakers = future freshness. C’mon now. That shit is all made in China and designed by old white people for maximum marketability.

Speaking of old white people, Granny Gold is blogging again!! She really takes it back to black text on white screen, no superior-minded put-downs just an honest, poetic assembly of her whole, vibrant life. I love this woman.

I also love having something extra to look forward to: a new movie featuring Keanu AND Common? *swoon* As formulaic as it sounds, I’m down. Let me link this guy for the preview since he’s claiming dibs and aggressively pimping his blog. Good luck man!

Vday was exceptional out my way, thanks in no small part to the 31 Flavors of Love Valentine’s Mix. Highly recommended for sensitive thugs and their shorties. *eyebrows wiggle*

But last night there was no loving, I played my caucus-zoid role and showed up at an intermediate school to participate in the chaos of our so-called democratic process. I am proud Hawaii came out 75% in favor of Obama! Honest to God, I wrote my vote on a slip of yellow notebook paper. WTF?! The whole process is screwed. GObama!

Last but not least, if you are not watching The Wire on HBO, you’re missing out!! It is, in my humble opinion, the greatest show ever produced for television. But don’t start watching it now! It’s two episodes from the series finale; you need to go back to the beginning and digest it all. Seriously.