Pygmania

First off, let me apologize for not posting as regularly as I said I would. I suck at blogging. I am not made for this digi-generation, I know. I would be better set with a nice Morse code message (remember??). Anyways, this is my attempt at constructing a hasty summary of The Hard Time of A.G. Comiskey. 1) I found an apartment!!! I'm leasing a place for a year with josh, Sean's older brother, mainly out of convenience (since we've been living together for about 2 months now anyways). Also, now I can trap Sean into gay marrying me and making me a real woman. Fuck yes. Anyways, the address it 289 Classon Avenue, it's in Brooklyn - border of Clinton Hill/BedStuy (but obviously I'm going to pretend I'm Biggie and say I live in BedStuy) right across from Pratt. Third floor walk-up, two bedrooms, big kitchen/living room area, exposed brick in every room, hardwood floors, fire escape from my room which faces south I think. I think you'll love it, I'll take pic

A fresh lamb dinner might sound like a manageable meal for an 18-foot-long (5.5-meter-long) python. But maybe the hungry snake should have waited for the lamb to be born. Last week firefighters in the Malaysian village of Kampung Jabor were called in to remove the bloated snake (pictured) from a roadway. The reptile had swallowed an entire pregnant sheep and was too full to slither away and digest its supersize meal.  But the stress of being captured likely triggered the python to purge—it eventually regurgitated the dead ewe. In July a pet Burmese python in Idaho required life-saving surgery to remove a queen-size electric blanket from its digestive tract. Unfortunately for a 13-foot (4-meter) Burmese python in Florida's Everglades National Park, eating the enemy seems to have caused the voracious reptile to bust a gut—literally.  Wildlife researchers with the South Florida Natural Resources Center found the dead, headless python in October 2005 after it apparently tried

Context: this chick graduated with you.  I remember mentioning her back when we were freshman, because she was annoying already. 1.   This article kicks off our tour of annoying. But it’s not all about $250 skinny jeans, luxury handbags, and dancing on tables at Bungalow 8. These young swans, who attend Spence, Chapin, Nightingale, or have just matriculated at one of the country’s top colleges, have serious interests—in history, literature, journalism, science, and even math. When it comes to good works and galas, they are already walking the walk—or, at least, the catwalk—strutting for such charities as Teens Against Cancer, Fashion for Fistula, and Operation Smile. And they are not lacking in self-confidence. “We know so much more. We’re so much more cultured,” says one now in college, about growing up in their distinctive milieu. “[In college] you meet people who don’t even know how to pronounce ‘Prada.’” 2.  She got an invitation to the McQueen costume gala. At the after-pa