Author Archives: Julianne

Whitney Houston’s “So Emotional” : “proto snap” really perfect lyrics for Osama bin Laden’s purported Whitney fetish. Ain’t it shocking what – uh – love can do?

“Where has she got off to?” you might be wondering, and I would have several answers. Being alone is the first, and feeling right in the solitude. Reading the essentials: This, and This, and This. (In an interview I did … Continue reading →

Nick has alerted me to the existence of a Miami rapper by the name of D-Shep, whose single, “Stay Real,” is available now. Protective of my name, I predicted a problem, but his music convinced me we should leave it … Continue reading →

Not eaten by voracious VMAs, my bouncing soul gets vh-1 dot commed. my best portland booty, besides stumptown coffee and higher taste vegetarian sandwiches of heaven: Swan Island and, more specifically, their song Crumble, which haunts and slices, and promises … Continue reading →

A cowboy-themed strip club called “the outlaw” advertised “live hot girls” and country music on the third floor, and even though Naughty by Nature’s “OPP” floated from the windows above, the sleazy foil flash of cheap dance lights twinkled, signifying … Continue reading →

if you are going to fly in a commercial airplane in the united states, it is a good idea not to do it the day an alleged band of terrorists planned to blow up planes with liquid explosives. If you … Continue reading →

cause i’m about to descend on your shit and pillage all your stumptown. thank you duane, supplier for life.

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time to get a new lesson

Thank you to Jona for the amazing redesign of CnP, and indulging my interest in silhouettes of cell phones. Two seperate dudes emailed me Claire Hoffman’s piece from the LA Times within a span of an hour: I once saw … Continue reading →