Alejandro Diaz

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Giant Wine Glass

The statement “I’ve only had one glass of wine” has never been more true and dangerous than with this giant wine glass that holds an entire bottle’s worth of wine.

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Black Couple Removed from “Couples Retreat” Movie Poster in UK

In today’s “black people aren’t marketable” news, the African American couple (played by Faizon Love and Kali Hawk) in the new comedy “Couples Retreat” were removed from the film’s marketing materials including movie posters for its UK release. The studio’s whitewashed explanation is that they wanted “to simplify the poster to actors who are most recognisable in international markets.” As an apology the studio promised to never ever again make romantic comedies featuring pudgy, pasty older men scoring unrealistically attractive wifeys.

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Scene in New York

While walking through the East Village after dinner last night, we spotted this mass of bicycles.

Trenchcoat Burberry Mafia

Burberry’s stab at a fashion-centric social network, featuring a neat UX and the picturesque street fashion photography of The Sartorialist: Art of the Trench

Knuckle Jewelry

Alexander McQueen’s silver knuckle duster. See also the matching clutch.

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Last Night’s Party

Last weekend I went to Lynda’s birthday party in Williamsburg.

First the night started off with me tagging along with April and her friend Darlene to an art gallery in LES for a prank. Darlene and the artist exhibiting that night shared a mutual friend. Darlene was asked by this friend to attend the show and tell this artist, who did not know her, that his art was “really boring.” Then she presented him with the congratulatory card and bottle of sake, which is what you see going on here in this photograph. There, now you have the whole back story.

Then we met up with everyone else at Lynda’s apartment for a little pre-gaming. One of her friends brought this bottle as a birthday.

The apartment party included mandatory face painting. One of Lynda’s friends getting some necking action.

We then left the apartment to head to a nearby bar. Along the way, we cut through a park which prompted a sprint race that caused this guy to collapse at the end.

Face painted birthday girl and April.

When I walked into the bar, I heard someone tentatively ask, “…Matt?” I turned and it was MUNIRA! And Mariya! I love randomly running into friends.

AHHHH!

I’m constantly amazed at the amount of handy items girls carry around in their purse. No bar napkins for Dianna after spilling a drink, when she just happened to have some wet wipes in her purse!

A smudged pirate’s hat with skull and cross bones at the end of the night.

The End.

Puns!

In a marketing brainstorming meeting today coworker #1 complained about the smell of the whiteboard marker we were using. This remark unleashed a domino effect of puns, which I’ve penned here.

Coworker #2: That’s intoxicating.
Me: It left quite a mark on me.
Coworker #3: I’m drawing a blank!

Puns are fun.

Andre Agassi “TMI” Book Tour

Andre Agassi has been making the PR rounds promoting his new tell-all autobiography and people are making quite a “racket” over the revelation that he was once addicted to meth. The Wall Street Journal read the book so we don’t have to and in addition to his drug use, they share some of the other highlights and by highlight we don’t just mean his blond streaked hair which also turned out to be a weave.

*When Agassi loses to Thomas Muster in the 1994 French Open, he becomes angry at Muster not because he beat him but because the Austrian mussed Agassi’s hair when they met at the net post-match. “I stare at him with pure hatred. Big mistake, Muster. Don’t touch the hair. Don’t ever touch the hair.” (Pg. 192)

*In preparation for her wedding to Agassi, Shields embarks on an exercise regimen and hangs an inspiration photo on the refrigerator door. The photo is of the woman who Shields thinks has perfect legs. The woman is Agassi’s future second wife, Steffi Graf. (Pg. 244)

Juxtaposition

New York’s new license plate.

Versus.

Alaska’s old license plate.