website stats as IQ test.

i ask you: just how dumb do you have to be to perform an actual search engine search for “www.sweetney.com”? people, please. you have a brain. use it.

storytime nervous breakdown.

well that didn’t go so well. what with the screaming and flailing and whining. its not even noon yet, and i have a stress-induced headache this big. somebody please act as my toddler interpreter and explain what these random acts of public histrionics are about. because i’m, well, dumbfounded. to sum up: bah.

separated at birth.

i finally realized why i like brian & greg from this season’s amazing race. its because they remind me of the richie character in the royal tenenbaums. witness: ps: that “MELTDOWN!” magazine cover cracks me up every time.

he was a poet, man.

shamelessly swiped from defective yeti…

he who embodies the lead singer of every sub pop band circa 1992.

i can’t believe that constantine dude on american idol just said “during the 90s i was really into grunge.” dude, that was BEYOND stating the obvious. like that was so stretched past stating the obvious that it now exists in a future temporal dimension of the obvious. yeah.