You hear me blab enough enough being a geek, loving it, and the awesomeness that is CONvergence. Here is finally some photographic evidence to support how right I am.
For more pics of our geeky weekend escapade, tell your computer to get it’s ass moving and visit this hyperlink.
- Tiff
Enjoy my sage, awesome wisdom, my friends.
- Tiff
Here’s a slice of Tiff’s life from a sunny June Saturday morning; 6/7/08 to be exact:
Tiff driving the “Silver Bullet,” with teh friends, to PANNEKOEKEN for the best breakfast in the city (that’s right, yo. I drive from my freaking wheelchair):
After arriving at Pannekoken, Tiff opening her straw so this tired quad can get caffienated:
And finally (yumz), eating the delicioso Eggs Benedict w/ a side of hashbrowns (Tiff’s fav):
Note: I’m wearing a button that reads, “Media Reform Begins With ME,” in preparation for attending the National Free Press Conference at the Minneapolis Convention Center, which I had the ultimate pleasure of attending over the weekend.
Oh and btw, f$%! you, Bill O’Reilly!
- Tiff
So last Monday my BFF and I went to Minneapolis’ annual awesome gothy-goth get-together: Goth Prom!
It was so kick-ass, my peoples. The theme was “Steampunk.” (Think “Van Helsing”).
So with that, I tore up an old bridesmaid dress, put a black corset on over it, wore a fitted black velvet jacket over that, wore my big/stretchy black fishnets underneath with my knee-high black boots, then finished the look off with a gold chain spy/eyeglass, a cameo necklace, a black pearl necklace, a faux nose ring (got a real one now though), and had DARKENED HAIR.
My sis last Sunday royally screwed-up my hair, turning it grey/white, but it was perfect for Goth Prom. I got it fixed on Tues so it’s now red/brown/blonde (very weird, but cute). I’ve had crazy hair issues all week….bleh (that’s another blog altogether).
So anyways, back to Goth Prom. It was HYSTERICAL. A 40 something year old submissive guy kept kissing my boots and even discreetly put a note in my boot (a very naughty one I might add), which I found when I got home whilst undressing, I won a fee piercing, ran into a bunch of old friends, and drank some TASTY UV Vanilla and Cokes. Oh and saw Ron, this local semi-celebrity guy with no legs who has a fetish for chics walking on him in heels (he doesn’t like wheels though…yes I asked).
He refuses to use a wheelchair and the club was so flippin’ dark that I nearly ran him over. Oops :/ So yeah, the guy is like 2 feet tall! Annoying!
Anyways….here are the rest of our Goth Prom piccies!
- Tiff
From the guys that brought you “Superbad” and “Freaks & Geeks” (Seth Rogen most notably), I present to you the upcoming pot-smoking, murder caper, summer comedy: “Pineapple Express”
w00t!
It opens early August and I CANNOT wait. James Franco is in it and he’s my new celebrity boyfriend, don’t ya know (licks lips evily). I even have a picture of him from a photo-shoot he did for French Vouge on my nightstand (yes, I know I’m a dork).
What can I say? There’s just something about chin-length hair on a guy (Johnny Depp!) that gets me everytime.
Plus, M.I.A.’s “Paper Planes” kick-ass song (which btw is sampled from a Clash song) is in the trailer, so you’re pretty much required to love this movie.
- Tiff
Last night I threw the best party in the history of theme parties thrown by the Tiffster.
We did it “Bollywood” style last night, and look! Wearing a sari in a wheelchair and not looking COMPLETELY RIDICULOUS is possible! Crazy, I know.
The coolest thing about this pic is that my friend here is also my PCA, and she came in a homemade “Kali” costume (the Hindi Goddess of death and destruction). How sweet is that?!
And I thought my Indian get-up - with bangles, a bindi, a gold necklace, big gold dangly earrings, and a fake nose-to-ear chain (not pictured here…since it was faux it kept coming off) - was cool.
Oh and btw, Bombay Sapphires with lime juice are DANGEROUS! Crazy Indians…I don’t know how they can drink ‘em without becoming bumbling alcoholics.
- Tiff
The Comedy Central ROAST of Flava Flav (umm did I spell his name right?):
- Tiff
PS. Hope you don’t mind the abundance of raunchy humor on my blog lately. Believe me - for personal reasons - this is really, REALLY needed.
Encanta!
This movie is so fucking funny I was literally crying 1/4 of the entire movie. So, so, so, soooooooooooo good!!
Talk about a pleasant surprise, too. We went in thinking it was going to be a mediocre sequel, but after the “Bottomless Party” at their friend’s mansion in Miami, and the perfectly timed playing of Mickey Avalon’s kickin’ song, “My Dick,” (Limewire it. You won’t be disappointed), I was enamoured with the writers of the film from there on out.
My other fav scenes included the “Goonies” monster and Kumar looking for a Baby Ruth, Neil Patrick Harris riding a unicorn, and the college flashback of Harold as a gothy angsty youngin’ (with eyeliner!).
It’s totally worth the money, my peep-peeps. Run, wheel, as fast as you can, to see the funniest movie I’ve seen in, like, forever.
Oh, and I totally have a crush on Kal Penn now. Nummy.
- Tiff
