DrBlackula is a Doctor. Dancer. Lover.
How long does it take to reheat baked ziti? Please do not give an answer with the word microwave in it. Keep it to ovens people.
I think we can all agree that it is outrageous that Tony Danza did not win Time Magazine’s Person of the Year. Has no one listened to his epic musical performance on his album “House I Live In”? And Al Michaels said there are no crooners anymore. Sure, some may say, “but Dr. Blackula, House I Live In was released back in 2002″. To you I say, you’re damn right and Danza should win the award through 2010. That’s how amazing this album is. EXTRAVA_DANZA!!!!!!!!
I once heard of a man who lived off granola for a year.
People in California foster a creatively destructive environment. That being said California is home to Roscoe’s Chicken and Waffles. However, two Geraghty’s live in California so I believe it is fair to say that California is a terrible, terrible place.
NYLawyer makes some excellent suggestions. May I also add if you are in a band please make sure your upcoming album synchronizes with either a)Three Men and a Baby or b)License to Drive. Also, may I suggest watching Eric Man-genius and Karate Chad Pennington (who coincidentally brings blueberry muffins to NYLawyer’s house ever Sunday) lead the NY Jets to victory of the terrorist loving New England (un)Patriots.
Just because Gothamist links to a video does not make it worth linking on the GOOD site. Not only was it a lazy piece of blogging, but you added nothing new. Why bother to type a few sentences that essentially (to be kind) paraphrase the Gothamist article?
Do yourself a favor and read what the magazine’s founder Ben Goldhirsh wrote: “While so much of today’s media is taking up our space, dumbing us down, and impeding our productivity, GOOD exists to add value”. Please explain to me and the other readers how “New Fun Game” meets this criteria.
Worst link ever. Are you serious? That is easily the worst youtube video of all time. Who do I contact to have my subscription canceled?
Its true, its true. A real street artist will bust you in your chops when confronted. This is indisputable. Allow me to explain. Several weeks ago I confronted Old Hobo Bobbo on the streets of New York City. Now Old Hobo Bobbo is best know for his underground poop series. In this particular series of art Old Hobo Bobbo poops on various landmarks in New York City. Old Hobo Bobbo is the truest definition of a street artist because he literally applies his work directly to the urban landscape. There is no middle man such as paint or marker. No, Bob’s art nothing more than him and the window of a taxi cab. Anyway, back to the story at hand. I caught the Old Hobo painting the walls of the Flatiron Building brown. Since I am opposed to the arts I demanded he cease painting. Old Hobo Bob took one look at me at busted my chops right there. The moral of this story? True street art comes from the inside.
I too recently had some work done on my face. I said, “Dr. 90210, can you make me look more like Billy Dee Williams? And I don’t mean Billy Dee from that outer space movie with that Jabba the Hut character. I mean Billy Dee from those dynamite Colt 45 commercials.” Needless to say Dr. 90210 did an amazing job. Then I ate his brains. Sometime in the future (barring any unforeseen accidents involving sunlight or garlic) I plan on having my face reconstructed in order to more closely resemble a ham sandwich.
There are not enough photos of the african-american undead.
How long does it take to reheat baked ziti? Please do not give an answer with the word microwave in it. Keep it to ovens people.
I think we can all agree that it is outrageous that Tony Danza did not win Time Magazine’s Person of the Year. Has no one listened to his epic musical performance on his album “House I Live In”? And Al Michaels said there are no crooners anymore. Sure, some may say, “but Dr. Blackula, House I Live In was released back in 2002″. To you I say, you’re damn right and Danza should win the award through 2010. That’s how amazing this album is. EXTRAVA_DANZA!!!!!!!!
I once heard of a man who lived off granola for a year.
People in California foster a creatively destructive environment. That being said California is home to Roscoe’s Chicken and Waffles. However, two Geraghty’s live in California so I believe it is fair to say that California is a terrible, terrible place.
NYLawyer makes some excellent suggestions. May I also add if you are in a band please make sure your upcoming album synchronizes with either a)Three Men and a Baby or b)License to Drive. Also, may I suggest watching Eric Man-genius and Karate Chad Pennington (who coincidentally brings blueberry muffins to NYLawyer’s house ever Sunday) lead the NY Jets to victory of the terrorist loving New England (un)Patriots.
Just because Gothamist links to a video does not make it worth linking on the GOOD site. Not only was it a lazy piece of blogging, but you added nothing new. Why bother to type a few sentences that essentially (to be kind) paraphrase the Gothamist article?
Do yourself a favor and read what the magazine’s founder Ben Goldhirsh wrote: “While so much of today’s media is taking up our space, dumbing us down, and impeding our productivity, GOOD exists to add value”. Please explain to me and the other readers how “New Fun Game” meets this criteria.
Worst link ever. Are you serious? That is easily the worst youtube video of all time. Who do I contact to have my subscription canceled?
Its true, its true. A real street artist will bust you in your chops when confronted. This is indisputable. Allow me to explain. Several weeks ago I confronted Old Hobo Bobbo on the streets of New York City. Now Old Hobo Bobbo is best know for his underground poop series. In this particular series of art Old Hobo Bobbo poops on various landmarks in New York City. Old Hobo Bobbo is the truest definition of a street artist because he literally applies his work directly to the urban landscape. There is no middle man such as paint or marker. No, Bob’s art nothing more than him and the window of a taxi cab. Anyway, back to the story at hand. I caught the Old Hobo painting the walls of the Flatiron Building brown. Since I am opposed to the arts I demanded he cease painting. Old Hobo Bob took one look at me at busted my chops right there. The moral of this story? True street art comes from the inside.
I too recently had some work done on my face. I said, “Dr. 90210, can you make me look more like Billy Dee Williams? And I don’t mean Billy Dee from that outer space movie with that Jabba the Hut character. I mean Billy Dee from those dynamite Colt 45 commercials.” Needless to say Dr. 90210 did an amazing job. Then I ate his brains. Sometime in the future (barring any unforeseen accidents involving sunlight or garlic) I plan on having my face reconstructed in order to more closely resemble a ham sandwich.
There are not enough photos of the african-american undead.