I found
this site via
Lots of Co. I've been having a lot of fun with it as you're about to see.
I ran the faces of some of my favorite people through the celebrity face scanalyzer. If I didn't get you, please don't be offended. It's probably just because I dont have a picture of you. Either that, or I hate you; maybe
both. (I'm Selma Blair, by the way).
Check them out:
Richard is Sugar Ray Leonard.
Matthew is Jimmy Stewart.
Miles is Lawrence Fishburne.
Adam is Monica Lewinsky.
Conor is Kirsten Dunst.
Eoghen is Marilyn Monroe.
Rollie is Sean Astin.
Sean is Erykah Badu.
Caroline is Shannon Elizabeth.
Charlie is Gustavo Kuerten.
Trent is David Hasselhoff.
Chandler is Sean Lennon.
Britney is Annette Bening.
Ryder is Brad Pitt.
Wick is Tony Danza.
Viviana is Jamie-Lynne Spears. (I assume she's related to Britney)
Preston is Christian Slater.
Chad is Aretha Franklin.
Scoops is Jessica Alba.
Most of these are a stretch, but it's still fun to play with. Damn, Preston does kinda look like Christian Slater.
In case you don't know, one of the greatest bands in the world,
WEEN, is coming to Atlanta.
The show is on April 10th at
The Tabernacle. Unfortunately, that's a Monday night, so I understand that could be a bit of a stumbling block for
some people. Nonetheless, anyone who is planning to go should go ahead and get their tickets when they go on sale March 3rd (that's Friday). They will, most likely, sell out pretty quickly. You can get those tickets on Friday over at
Ticketmaster.com.
Also, according to Deaner's post on the official website, there's about 35 more dates to be announced. We can only hope that Ween will be able to make it to
Bonnaroo this year.
Well, that's how the night ended. Let's see how it started.
Saturday night we celebrated
Chandler's birthday over at
Caroline's house.
Trent came prepared. He was rockin' two fake eyelids on one eye, a jock strap, a bowler/derby hat, and a pair of boots purchased at Hot Topic for $75. That's a little pricey for detached irony, but that's just me.
Look, I'm gonna keep this as short on words as possible. If you were there, you know what happened. If you weren't, just know this: For only the second time in my life I reached a point where I was too drunk to fish.
Richard goes down on a cane, and then Chandler.
Caroline is: DJ Debardeleben!
Adam is: A Sexual Predator!
I finally got
old whatserface's picture on the blog. Ha, I win!
We even had some of the "mySpace kidz" show up at the throwdown. Well, technically they were coming to the apartment below us, but we accosted and photographed them anyway.
Rivers, Caroline, painting.
Eoghen had a jolly good time.
I remember telling Mark that "whiskey's harder to beat", over and over.
For the two of you that don't get the reference, I'm doing you a favor:
Drive-By Truckers- "
Women Without Whiskey"
This picture looks like it could be the inside art for the latest album by an electronic emo band from Edison, New Jersey called The Shelves.
This is also the last picture I took before I blacked out.
...yeah.
It's not that I fell asleep, so much is that I lost visual. I basically became a blind, paraplegic for the next couple of minutes.
During this time, Trent took my camera out of my pocket, and took some pictures. However, since he didn't ask if he could use the camera, and since I have no basis for explanations of the photos, I deleted them.
Sorry, buddy.
