New(-ish) Seattleite. Obsessed with food, music, books, trivia nights, recipes, KEXP, and bad television.
Tuesday, December 06, 2005
This site has such good deals on magazine subscriptions, I keep imagining scenarios of how they're going to screw me over. Are they selling my name and address? Stealing my credit card number? Whatever they do, I think it's worth it for their prices. Yesterday, I ordered Bon Appetit for $0.38 an issue, Self for $0.40 an issue, Rolling Stone for $0.11 an issue (even if they have nothing good in an entire issue: ELEVEN CENTS), and Runner's World for $0.25 an issue. I am REALLY tempted by the New Yorker, but I really doubt I'd read it every week, and then there'd just be big piles of magazines all over the apartment.
Have you guys heard that Black Eyed Peas song "My Humps"? It is a mind-bogglingly terrible song. (And I am not being all indie rock on you right now: I am speaking as the person who went to an *NSYNC concert unironically when I was in COLLEGE. [In my defense, the ticket was free...]) Anyway, you should read this article about the awfulness of the song. (I really like Hua Hsu, so I always read his stuff on Slate, but this is especially good.)