Showing posts with label Shame me. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Shame me. Show all posts

Monday, February 18, 2013



 I would never rent this if I had to answer to an acne prone store clerk.

Wednesday, August 22, 2012

J.Ro's Ball Drops Again

Last night I willingly participated in more self destructive behavior. Yet another reason I shoulda canceled my Netflix.

P.S. Michelle & Zac are totally the new Tom & Meg.

Tuesday, August 21, 2012

Boogie Tweets

Breathe and repeat: I will not follow @JamesDeen. I will not follow @JamesDeen. I will not follow @JamesDeen.

Friday, August 17, 2012

Notebooks & Jeans

These Target Back To School commercials are agitating yet addictive.

I haven't wanted a new backpack this badly in years.

Wednesday, July 25, 2012

Trans Omega

I may become transgendered just so I can reside in one of these UCLA sorority mansions.

Thursday, July 12, 2012

Professor Klump

In my cruelest moments, I fantasize about Dr. Oz getting fat.

Wednesday, April 25, 2012

Julie Never Tasted An Egg, Until She Blogged.

After confessing to having never tasted oatmeal, many Romaniacs expressed concern regarding the home situation I grew up in.

Debbie Romaine is an excellent cook, she simply believes life's too short for egg whites; oatmeal falls under this category.

Sowing My Wild Oats

At the age of 30, I just experienced my first cup of oatmeal, ever.

Guess I'm not as upper middle class white as I appear.

Saturday, April 21, 2012


I just learned Madonna's album title, MDNA, is a play on ecstasy.

Another 30 going on 13 moment for J.Ro.

Monday, April 9, 2012

Woman Part 1

If I get mistaken for a woman one more time, I'm gonna cause a fight.

Woman Part 2

I stayed true to my threat.

Wednesday, March 28, 2012

On The Street...Layered Knits, Florence

When The Sartorialist posts photos like these, who needs online porn?

Keep 'em coming, Scott.

Friday, March 2, 2012

Losing Lolita

Now that Justin Bieber is eighteen, I need to find a new illegal crush to fixate on.

Tuesday, November 29, 2011

Monday, November 21, 2011

The Golden Boy

To the company that placed this on my car door, I don't need a fake tan.

I drive a gold Chrysler convertible; I'm white trash enough without your services.

Thursday, November 17, 2011

Shame On Me

I should insight hatred from a union; getting this type of free press in front of Neiman Marcus would prove career altering.

Wednesday, November 16, 2011

Times Square Tragedy (Times 2)

First I was rejected from New Year's Eve, now my local Baskin Robbins has been vacated after a car drove through it.

God does not take kindly to those who poke fun at Abigail Breslin.

Thursday, November 3, 2011

The Human Stain

Don't accept Halloween left over lollipops from your dry cleaners.

They make you appear guilty of doing something orally inappropriate to a Smurf.

Monday, August 22, 2011

First of the Month

To the Banksy wannabe who posted this message by my apartment, I wish I could afford to live here as well. It's called debt, Mr. Brainwash. Dig It.