Progression of Hair: Patrick Wolf

Hello there. Who are you?

There appears to be actual real live people looking at this! This excites me/us so much!
So, please, if you are one of those people reading this, comment this post and let us know a little about you.

Example:
HI! My name is Franklin.

I am from Poop Township, Ohio, USA.

I like ponies.

P.A.N.T.S May 28

Welcome to P.A.N.T.S Wednesdays! This series is for anything pants related. ANYTHING.
This week just happens to actually be pants. Really classy pants, at that, brought to us by Cheap Monday, the ingenious Swedish label. As you can see, these pants are really nice. I mean, do you see that picture? Every boy needs to own a pair of Cheap Mondays. For real, kids. GO GET SOME NOW. They're only 65 dollahs! Quite the steal. Buy me a pair while you're at it.

Scenie Meanie of the Week! May 27

Name: ErynSaveTheQueen.

Location: Birmingham && Florence, Alabama

Mood: impressed

Oh, ErynSaveTheQueen. First and foremost, she wants to inform you all that her last name rhymes with SCENE. Okay? GOT IT? SCENE. S-C-E-N-E. Yeah, she's scene. She will also tell you so insightfully that life is not about intelligence. Well, Eryn. That says a lot about you.
Don't get me wrong, Eryn has many shining features. Theres the fact that she's opinionated. "If my generation is the future, WE ARE FUCKED." Well said. She's also quite modest, which is refreshing what with all of those conceited, pompous scene kids these days. "I know I'm hot."
Most importantly, she has a gay boy in a thong with her name written across his chest. DANG. She also appears to have pictures in marching band outfits. One question, if she's in marching band, how does she fit all that hair under those damn hats!?!

That is something to think about.

Buy Me This !!! May 26

GET IT!

BUYBUYBUY

"IRLEND NVR SAW A LASS LIKE THIS"

Freckles McNugget.

Captain Miri Barbossa.

XXmiri-the bizarreXX.

A girl of many names and faces. Someone many aspire to be, and all admire. A girl of true character and strength and hope. Someone most can only dream of meeting.

Hahahaha. Right. This is Miranda Somethingorother, commonly called Freckles as was once her Myspace name (see above). Freckles is a very hard person to get down in words. She is a self proclaimed third degree emo, even though she has less to complain about than even the most well off emo kid. She has no friends, so any of you kids that think you are friends with her, she actually hates you and wants to kill. Probably. Our dear Freckles is the worst spelling most ignorant white kid you will ever meet. She dated a boy from Kansas via the internet, but has recently broken it off. Something about another girl who lived only two states away.
Freckles is the worst camera whore ever. She has forty two (42) pages of pictures. PAGES. That over 800 pictures. ON MYSPACE. OF NOTHING CONSEQUENTIAL. 147 of these pictures are devoted to her friend, Mariah. But wait, you say, she has no friends, right? And so begins the long list of contradictions. She even has an album devoted to her 'wacky GUY FRIENDS' (her emphasis not mine). Meaning, she hangs out with GUYS. You know, GUYS with penises and bad humor? No, not girls, GUYS.

Story Time Friday! 23 May

Once upon a pony there was a happy little Ethiopian name Johannes Mufasa. He was once a poor little African baby in a hut. Then a REALLY cool and nice kid named Olivia saved him. She also saved his little brother Amadeus Rafiki. According to Karen, "Patt Mell's shirts are really long" (12). Johannes had the most amazingest Asian gee eff ever. Her name was Ima Efin Ashin. She was SESSSSSYYYY and didn't often wear pants.




The end.

Scenie Meanie of the Week!

Name: taylormassacre [official myspace]
Mood: loved
Too cool for a location or status.

So. taylormassacre. What a kid. First off, please note that on his profile, he has an/his address so you can send him presents or fan mail. You know, like anthrax or pipe bombs. Oh, and this is the OFFICIAL taylormassacre myspace, not some imposter posing as a fourteen year old boy that is addicted to the internet and loves Gloomy Bear (and that's a FACT:). Now, this boy is ferrealz a scenie. How do I know? Pokemon tee shirt...check; zebra headband....check; referring to oneself as a slut/whore...check. So, go add him and then send him mail!

The Great Lakes Mall. Well. A place of many styles and qualities of life. Hollister next to PCX next to Tuxedo Junction next to that store that sells samurai swords. We once even housed an organ store. I mean, where else in Mentor, Ohio would you buy an organ? The people that inhabit the Great Lakes or Mentor Mall, as its commonly known, are all very different yet share the same goal; see and/or be seen, or scene. Whatever. There are your typical wiggers. They' just gross. Then the "cool" kids. Who wear Hollister into Hot Topic and think they're badass. Then there are the Hot Topic "goths/emos" that giggle outside Hollister but never go in because that's just scandalous. As with any mall, there are scenie meanies. Every day of the week. Any time. There are babies that fall or wear leashes so they don't fall. They are gross, but can be amusing. You have your department store bargain hunting middle aged hip moms, your 70+ mall walkers, college dropouts that take their boyfriends into Victoria Secret...etc. You are guaranteed to see at least fifteen people you know, not including mall creepers number 1 and 2. Remember kids, its MENNER MALL.

GOGOGO!

For starters, who can complain about a video that starts off with mad thrusting and gyrating. REALLY. Coffin Joe of The Horrors, or Joseph Patrick Spurgeon to intimate friends, mailmen, and primary school teachers, has proven that the art of dance is not dead. While the mass population is content with their grinding/macarina-ing, not our Joe. He glides, he spins, he snaps, he claps, he even drops it like its hot. And all with a smile. What a man. All I can say is,

The way he moves is a mystery.

Brain Thrust Mastery

We Are Scientists. One of the greatest bands ever created. The inspiration of my soul. The muses of the modern world. Some good looking pieces of men. Though they will never be as good as they were with Michael Tapper, God bless his not dead soul, they are still We Are Scientists and aren't really capable of making bad music. This new album, Brain Thrust Mastery, is quite good. I, one half of Nelivia, even shelled out the extra five bucks to get the special version with second disc of live footage. Only five dollars for actual video of We Are Scientists? you say. Yes, its true.
The avarice has not taken too strong a hold on these fine young-ish gentlemen yet. Although, most of the album is good, not amazingly wonderful, but good, there is one song I have yet to understand fully. That's What Counts is an interesting track. It sounds almost like a bad seventies soft rock cover band at an unenthusiastic wedding in an empty unfurnished warehouse. Well, maybe that's a little harsh, but it isn't very good. Maybe I have to let it grow on me, but on first impression, I expected better from something that counts. But I suppose we all have to have mistakes sometimes. But aside from that little lapse of creative genius, I find the album enjoyable.

Scenie Meanie of the Week.

Name: ADrienne Addiction [TKE]

Location: radville, zimbabwe

Mood: argumentative

Status: in Hell

Well. Thank you Myspace for being so wonderful. Today you have brought us ADrienne Addiction [TKE], a real scenie meanie. I mean, no never, not scene, that would be poser-like. A word of advice: if you are going to say you live in "radville" at least give it two d's. You should also put some color in your bangs. You know, you could be mistaken for emo. Oh wait, your tats are too big. And hanging out. But not quite right. Its not enough to be scenewhore acceptable, but its too much to be just plain acceptable. Now, don't get me wrong, I love scene kids, just please, do it a little better. Otherwise people get the idea that all scene kids are gross and then they get a bad name. Although, I commend you ADrienne, because if somehow someday you read this, you won't care. Because that's how scene kids roll. And, you know what? Good for them. Keep it up scenies!

and, ZOMG!LIKETTLY ++++ HERRRR!

Guess the Nationality!

come on, do it!

do it for the kids!

Dadadadaaaaa!

Bonsoir, hallo, welcome to all! This is the ceremonial first post. Now to business.
Paard is Dutch for ponies. Take notes, you will be tested. In case you were wondering what exactly is going on here, I am too. This is one half of Nelivia, the half that goes to therapy. This blog is something that came about rather suddenly without too much thought. Well, except the thought that it's fun to criticize things and spread our, my, wit to the world. Have you ever seen an Asian baby? They are quite amusing. I think I may want one. You should get one as well. It will be amazingly fantastic. A volte porto i pantaloni. As the other half of Nelivia, the India half, I thusly conclude this soliloquy with a quote, "You can't eat a taxi."
No, Nick, no you can not.