I Am a Prophet of Sexy Hipness
Don't ask me how I know about this, but today on porn blog Fleshbot, there was a post about the suitability of American Apparel ads as a sort of, erm, "marital aid." The awesome thing is, I wrote about that very same subject on Bitchinville back in December of 2003! Look at the archives and see the proof of my status as cultural seer. Bow before me. Next stop: MTV VJ.
Christ, that's a hollow, petty thing to be crowing about, isn't it? Oh well. Small "victories."
Bitchinville
Back in the early '80s, during a long, hot summer in Redlands, CA, my brother Matt and his friend Michael Keys and I made an entire town out of orange crates and pallets. We called the town we built Bitchinville, because, to a gang of Led Zeppelin-listenin' Star Wars and Dungeons and Dragons geeks like us, it was the most bitchin' place on Earth.
Today, my brother lives in Norway and Mike Keys is dead, but Bitchinville's memory lives on...
