I’m in New York this weekend, visiting my fella Jake and catching the new Craig Lucas musical at Julliard. Still, my Slog jones will not abate, and before I even made it out of Seattle I witnessed something Slogworthy, in the form of a nationally prominent arts figurehead sitting in the airport picking his nose and delivering the pickings to his mouth. (Unlike Savage’s, my cell phone doesn’t take pictures, and you should consider yourselves lucky. However, I will confirm that it was NOT Cindy Crawford)

On the plane, I re-watched the Hughes’ Brothers’s Menace 2 Society for the first time since the year of its release; it didn’t hold up as well as I’d hoped, but the film will remain forever noteworthy as the second important film of the ’90s in which a fatal shooting is prompted by the soon-to-be victim instructing his soon-to-be murderer to “suck my dick”. (The first, of course, is Thelma & Louise, which would make a dynamite partner with Menace should any local film forums wish to present a Deadly Fellatio Demands double feature.

Now I’m here in Manhattan, and I think we’re gonna head over to that Rauschenberg exhibit at the Met that Jen Graves slogged about yesterday, if we’re not deterred by ferocious crowds drawn by the attendant Met exhibit of Pixar delights, which I wouldn’t mind taking a gander at myself.

In the meantime, I’m busy having my mind blown by the New York Post, a trash-tastic nightmare of a newspaper that makes up for its far-right bullshittedness with judgmental gore, such as today’s headline/cover photo of “THE EVIL, UGLY FACE OF SADISTIC STEPDAD FROM HELL.”

Read all about the sadistic stepdad’s allegedly yogurt-inspired fatal beating of his 7-year-old stepdaughter in next week’s Last Days…until then, keep your feet in the ground and pick your nose in your car, like normal people.