…You Are Not Your Fucking Khakis

Another year has passed with another Thanksgiving to stretch our belts, and with the looming weekend comes that holiday unique to Americans: Black Friday.

For those of you not in the know, Black Friday is the day after Thanksgiving that marks the official “start” of the Christmas shopping season. Stores across the nation advertise deals on everything from televisions to argyle socks in an attempt to start the materialist masses drooling with desire.

And oh, how they drool!

Regardless of your city’s size, if so much as a Best Buy or Wal-Mart is within 10 miles you can be sure there will be a line stretching around the store come opening hour. Electronics stores are the bulls-eye for Black Friday shoppers, and there is a recent history of tramplings that seems to be destined for tradition.

Consider the videos below.

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…and it’s going to kill you some day.

When I was small enough to consider a cardboard box equivalent to spaceships, submarines and time machines, Television was my friend. More than that, I think. Television was family.

I sat every morning with my father, eating Coco Puffs1, watching about 15 minutes of Woody Woodpecker before my dear old dad inevitably turned on aerobics.

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…and it’s going to kill you some day.

In our last Act:

A few years later, I moved in with some other 20-somethings downtown in an area known as “Five-Points.” They were waiters, like me. And like other waiters, I found, they loved pot and Adult Swim. These were fellow Children of the Coaxial.

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