Archive for March, 2009

Things We Hate

Things We Hate #16: Grown Men Who Can’t Dress Themselves Properly

This is well dressed man. Write that down. 

As much as we might wish for it, the Cru Jones Society isn’t exactly rolling in cash yet. We all still have real jobs which prevent us from devoting the entirety of our time to bringing you ridiculous articles about cartoon villains, new ways to defile your liver while watching popular television shows, and meditations on assholes you may or may not sit next to on your next comedy club excursion.

As such, the majority of our day is spent kowtowing to white collar demands of office life or [description of occupation removed in accordance with United States Government request]. As a result, the three of us are amazed that many of the men around us are so painfully clueless about the proper way to put together an outfit. While we’re by no means the fashion police, there are some basic rules every man should follow in putting together an outfit. Here’s a primary list of offenses to basic fashion sense. Continue Reading »

Things We Love

Things We Love #16: The Forgotten Mix Tape Found Again

Where have you been, old friend?

I have made dozens of mix tapes in my life each one more agonizing to make than the last. As I noted in my “Sweatin’ to the CJS” article:

“Anyone who knows me well knows that I spend more time creating mix tapes than virtually anyone else. I agonize over each song, its placement, and its effect on the overall aesthetic of the mix. I’m like Rob Gordon in High Fidelity. A mix tape says as much about you as any other aspect of your personality. I have created 10 different punk mixes, that if you listened to them sequentially and paid attention carefully, you’d get a startlingly accurate snapshot of who I was when I created each one. Between 2002 and 2007, my life is summarized in CDs. Some people keep journals. Some make scrapbooks. I make mix tapes.”

In addition to those 10 aforementioned punk mixes, I’ve made three Road Trip Mixes, two Birthday Mixes (one shitty, one spectacular), two mellow Late Night Jukebox Mixes, a Workout Mix, one profoundly awful Ska Mix, one I called “Dagger’s Basement Jams” when I was in a particularly immature and angst-ridden mood, and five other mixes that were lost in the Great CD Disappearance of 2002. You count that up, that’s 25 mixes in the last 7 years. Continue Reading »

Confessional, Nonsense

Monday Confessional: We Don’t Need Roads

 One of many time travel options we have

We didn’t receive too many responses to this week’s question of which historical time period you’d like to live in or visit and why? We get the impression that people are a little hesitant in case they ended up with the young version of their parent falling in love with them, or the responsibility of trying to set traps in order to beat Primus in a battle of the bands, or something catastrophic that happens in H.G. Wells’ The Time Machine, with which we are not familiar enough to reference in more detail. As usual the CJS staff responses are first followed by the few other responses we did receive. Continue Reading »

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