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Guilt by association: We Run The Game is running on some gallery software I wrote. The goal (and I guess there’s a pattern forming here) was extreme simplicity and speed.

The Ben & Joey Show is something that’s been in the works for a while now, and we finally got online with the first of our weekly episodes. It’s been a lot of fun putting it together; I hope the end product is amusing to people other than us.

At the risk of this becoming a “Best of omgtru” blog, I feel obligated to point out Paul’s great thread about his recent arrest:

On East 7th Street I go to tag a doorway. I’m like staggeringly drunk at this point; I can’t see straight. All I remember is tagging up the door and all of a sudden a burly fellow and his fratty-type friend are yelling at me. Scott books it down the block, I haven’t seen him since. I drop the shoe polish and run off with my 40 in my hand. The fratty guy gives chase. I’ve never been a particularly good sprinter so halfway down the block he clips my heel with a kick and I hit the concrete. He starts kicking me, in my nose and ribs and so I lean up and while he’s bent down I smack the 3/4-full bottle upside his head. He moves back and the burly guy moves in and kicks me some more. I got blood just pouring out of my nose and all over the sidewalk and my clothes. This is where I black out.

I enjoyed these completely unprovoked rants about grocery shopping in Queens, courtesy of Brian Skowron. An excerpt:

you can literally hear the benny hill music playing as one of these checkout people has to explain that the credit card in question is being declined. oh wait a minute, i mean you COULD hear the benny hill music playing, except for the fact that gloria estefan is being played 24/7 in this establishment…loudly. kudos to trade fair management, they know exactly what music is required to really capture the ambience of an unforgettable shopping experience.