K Samps

The off-Broadway Buzzfeed.
May 30
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Truer words were never spoken.

Truer words were never spoken.

May 29
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Places to relocate: Dubuque edition

Mr. Jon and I were quite shocked at how cool Dubuque, Iowa is. We headed up to drop off his sister, who is part of the Colts, a marching-band-flag-troupe-type-thing located there. It’s beautiful!

It’s one of the oldest cities on the Mississippi, and it is on the edge of Iowa, Wisconsin, and Illinois. The pictures don’t do it justice, mostly because it was a little wet when were there. It had a lot of charm - the shortest, steepest rail line in the world, trolleys instead of buses, and most shocking of all, cheerful teens.

It also allowed Jon and I to take many tourist-y pictures.

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Whirling Dervish.

Whirling Dervish.

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» Ooooh, I can't wait!
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Also, can’t get enough of this song.

Bad Things, Jace Everett. Yes, the themesong for True Blood.

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The new Marilyn Manson album, The High End of Low, is a nice return to normalcy after the last two subpar albums. Though a lot of people seem to think they weren’t too bad, I don’t know that anyone can argue that they weren’t missing something. It seems like the music has a complex and layered structure, and a lot more creativity.

Apparently, his time hasn’t passed; he just needed Twiggy back.

This is one of my favorites off the album, called Four Rusted Horses. Thanks to the fellow with tattoos and a guitar for sharing his skillz.

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Rabbits are so lazy.

Rabbits are so lazy.

May 20
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Sweet.

May 13
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Amazing.

May 10
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I’m sorry Oprah, you’re wrong. KFC sucks. I have to admit, fried chicken is my weakness. I have to limit myself to 2 trips a year - otherwise, I’d weigh more than more than a sumo wrestler on Jupiter. But something amazing happened - they came out with a grilled line! After weeks of waiting, I finally gave in and Jon and I ventured to the distant land of Clark Lane (or wherever). Upon returning home, we found out: 1. No biscuits, which Jon likes 2. My green beans totaled about 10 in number 3. I recieved 2 tiny drumsticks, and also a “bonus” piece of bone covered in skin and secret spices 4. The green bean juice had soaked the chicken (at least they made up for the number of beans in juice?) What’s up with that? Why would they even put the bone thing in there? Have they stopped including biscuits?

I’m sorry Oprah, you’re wrong.

KFC sucks.

I have to admit, fried chicken is my weakness. I have to limit myself to 2 trips a year - otherwise, I’d weigh more than more than a sumo wrestler on Jupiter. But something amazing happened - they came out with a grilled line!

After weeks of waiting, I finally gave in and Jon and I ventured to the distant land of Clark Lane (or wherever). Upon returning home, we found out:

1. No biscuits, which Jon likes

2. My green beans totaled about 10 in number

3. I recieved 2 tiny drumsticks, and also a “bonus” piece of bone covered in skin and secret spices

4. The green bean juice had soaked the chicken (at least they made up for the number of beans in juice?)

What’s up with that? Why would they even put the bone thing in there? Have they stopped including biscuits?