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David Blaine is a waste of my brain cells. I'm not even going to link to anything about him because I don't think he needs any more publicity. He is a masochistic exhibitionist with a death wish and I pity the poor parents of the children who die while trying to emulate him. I hope his parents have already passed on because otherwise I'm sure he's slowly killing them.

Friendster Guy sent me the following New York Times quote with the same sentiment.

"Mr. Blaine explained that these exercises are all part of his 'journey,' that they 'make people think.' Magic, he said, 'brings people together who might not come together.' Well, so does the airport."

I enjoy layovers in the airport 300% more than watching any of his stunts. Unless of course all the TVs in the concourse were showing him. Then I'd have to curl up into the fetal position in one of the bathroom stalls and wish for the end of the world.

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DecemberFlower said…
Magic? What he does isn't magic. :/

Unless someone redefined magic to mean "attention-whoring".
3:20 PM
Anonymous said…
ok, I have to admit this...I don't care for his stunts or whatnot, but I am shamelessly attracted to him. It's sick, but I'm seeking help.
7:43 PM
Sassy Pants said…
I had a thing for Mark Anthony for awhile. And Jeff Goldblum. And David Copperfield - puffy shirts and all. Oh! And the Greatest American Hero. Although I was about 8 at the time. You can't help it sometimes. The first step is admitting you have a problem.
7:08 AM
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