Monday, April 14, 2008
OCD Poll: Is it OK to strike a woman?
Sean Connery thinks so in this classic video clip. Discuss. Thanks for sending this in, Brad!
OCD Quote of the Day
From the New York Post article describing Freddie Johnson, a "chronic groper" on New York subways...
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Sunday, April 13, 2008
Xavier de Rosnay @ Le Royale 4/12/08
We got to Le Royale at about 11:15. We hung out by the bar for about 10 minutes trying to figure out exactly what was going on. It seemed every empty and didn't seem like anybody around us was interested in music. Then we realized that there was an upstairs area. On the upper floor, there was another bar and then a dance floor area with bottle service tables surrounding it. Some guy that was definitely not Xavier was manning the decks when we arrived. It was great because Alex thought that it was going to be 100% hipsters and their weird fashion, so he was rocking a 1980's olympics hat and a sweatband. I tried to explain that the core demographic was "white kids", which is much wider demographic that isn't necessarily "down" with hipsters. He looked a little bit out of place.
Alex and I felt like something was off as scanned the crowd from a good spot along the rail. The small pockets of people didn't reallly seem to be meshing. It was still early, but it didn't seem like we were dealing with a cohesive group. My theory was that the key skill required for attending this event was internet savvy. You had to buy tickets on Going.com. We stood in a line when we first arrived because kids WITHOUT tickets were lining up. So I think it was just a lot of random people that would never hang out otherwise. Alex still had hope that a dance party would break out (and I didn't think he was wrong), so we decided to perform an experiment. He bet that the dance party would take over the dance floor within 30 minutes, so I set the timer on my iPhone. The 30 minute time period passed quickly and there was still no dance party.
At this point, Alex started to feel sick, so we stepped outside for some fresh air. That was good and bad... we saw the next DJ show up with (with his apprentice/bitch carrying his mixer). Five minutes later, we saw Xavier trying to cross the street. He was with his girl (pretty blonde girl that looked similar to Rachel Hunter) and they stood outside for a good 20 minutes. I guess now is a good time to reveal that both of us forgot to bring our cameras... so fucking stupid. I did find one video from the performance ... it went up an hour ago -- I love the internet. You can tell that the dance/scream party got bumping much later on. This video is of Xavier rocking the Phantom II Soulwax Remix.
Alex and I felt like something was off as scanned the crowd from a good spot along the rail. The small pockets of people didn't reallly seem to be meshing. It was still early, but it didn't seem like we were dealing with a cohesive group. My theory was that the key skill required for attending this event was internet savvy. You had to buy tickets on Going.com. We stood in a line when we first arrived because kids WITHOUT tickets were lining up. So I think it was just a lot of random people that would never hang out otherwise. Alex still had hope that a dance party would break out (and I didn't think he was wrong), so we decided to perform an experiment. He bet that the dance party would take over the dance floor within 30 minutes, so I set the timer on my iPhone. The 30 minute time period passed quickly and there was still no dance party.
At this point, Alex started to feel sick, so we stepped outside for some fresh air. That was good and bad... we saw the next DJ show up with (with his apprentice/bitch carrying his mixer). Five minutes later, we saw Xavier trying to cross the street. He was with his girl (pretty blonde girl that looked similar to Rachel Hunter) and they stood outside for a good 20 minutes. I guess now is a good time to reveal that both of us forgot to bring our cameras... so fucking stupid. I did find one video from the performance ... it went up an hour ago -- I love the internet. You can tell that the dance/scream party got bumping much later on. This video is of Xavier rocking the Phantom II Soulwax Remix.
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Saturday, April 12, 2008
Official Chris Duncan French DJ Impression
I've been lucky enough to get my hand on some trendy jackets lately. The one in the upper left belongs to Chris V from The Beasts of Eden... it's bloody awesome. The jacket in the bottom right is Lisa K's... yes, a women's jacket. Just a tad too small to rock legitimately. I just think it's funny to compare that style to Xavier de Rosnay of Justice. I think I'm going to have to get myself some of this hipster garb. I think there actually is a guy that goes by "DJ ceedunc" (he's from England).
Coincidentally, I'm going to see Xavier de Rosnay from Justice at Le Royale tonight in New York Fucking City. I'm pretty excited. I didn't know about this at all until like Thursday. Hopefully, he actually plays some Justice stuff. None of "my bitches" (yeah right) wanted to come, so I have to bring Mr. Handsome with me. Hopefully we can get some good video or pictures... or pick up some hot hipster chicks.
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Monday, April 7, 2008
Official Chris Duncan Under Attack
I don't really know if any of you noticed or cared about that picture of Kiefer Sutherland (I thought it was funny). In any case, Kiefer Sutherland fans did. The day that I posted that picture and the day after had two of the highest visitor totals in the short life of this site. A few Kiefer fan sites posted the picture (specifically 24headquarters.com and kiefersutherlandhome.com) and I'm guessing they all got a kick out of it.
There were some who did not like my post. They had no problem with the picture itself, but my description of the picture was out of line. Posters on the site the Kiefers Place forum felt that I had portrayed Kiefer in a bad light by putting "(drinking)" in a sentence. First of all, it was half joking. Second, this is from a guy who just got out of jail for a DUI and has a YouTube video of him tackling a Christmas tree. It's true, he could be the every-man who says, "I want to get a snack before a turn in. I want to be among the people... $1.25 Gray's Papaya hot dogs for me!" Or he's a drunk guy who wants to stuff his face with a few ill-advised greasy snacks before passing out.
From Lady Sutherland:
From NikiLLxD:
The man just got out of jail for a DUI arrest and has a YouTube video of him tackling a Christmas Tree. I think it's fair to say if my friend said he seemed a little tipsy that he could have been drinking. In any case, these people are a little bit on the crazy side. Here's a sampling of some of the pictures in their profiles that shed a little more light on their bias.




My personal favorite is the coy shirt tug on the right side of the second picture. I'm waiting for "Lady Sutherland" to approve my membership to their forum so I can reply to their posts. If you want to check out the thread, you can find it here.
There were some who did not like my post. They had no problem with the picture itself, but my description of the picture was out of line. Posters on the site the Kiefers Place forum felt that I had portrayed Kiefer in a bad light by putting "(drinking)" in a sentence. First of all, it was half joking. Second, this is from a guy who just got out of jail for a DUI and has a YouTube video of him tackling a Christmas tree. It's true, he could be the every-man who says, "I want to get a snack before a turn in. I want to be among the people... $1.25 Gray's Papaya hot dogs for me!" Or he's a drunk guy who wants to stuff his face with a few ill-advised greasy snacks before passing out.
From Lady Sutherland:
Oh I DETEST how all these kinds of articles always seem to KNOW that Kiefer was up drinking.
How? HOW!? DAMMIT!
The guy looks tired. And hot dogs are 2am? Who cares? If the guy is hungry, HE'S HUNGRY!
Leave him the hell alone!
Seriously, I'd give Michael a run for his money and be Kief's bodyguard. The guy needs to be left alone
But he is looking good!
From NikiLLxD:
Totally agree Mel!
He looks tired! Maybe he had a couple of drink! But for christ shake! That doesn't mean he was DEAD DRUNK!
And whatever! Had a drink or not?! He was out having some fun! Just because he is famous, it doesn't mean he's not aloud
The man just got out of jail for a DUI arrest and has a YouTube video of him tackling a Christmas Tree. I think it's fair to say if my friend said he seemed a little tipsy that he could have been drinking. In any case, these people are a little bit on the crazy side. Here's a sampling of some of the pictures in their profiles that shed a little more light on their bias.
My personal favorite is the coy shirt tug on the right side of the second picture. I'm waiting for "Lady Sutherland" to approve my membership to their forum so I can reply to their posts. If you want to check out the thread, you can find it here.
Sunday, April 6, 2008
El Ultimo Playboy Spring Break Recap
I'm a delinquent blogger and I apologize. After spending enough time in Mexico, you lose the ability to organize your thoughts in a manner that doesn't end with tequila shots. I'm sure my passionate readership along with a few random Kiefer Sutherland fans are dying to hear the "haps" south of the border. I tried to recount the first week of spring break chronologically and that didn't really work out... so I've written it in the form of a letter. The letter is to my dear friend Alex of standing-next-to-Kiefer-Sutherland-with-a-mustache fame. He's my roommate and he's a model (the kind that gets paid for handsome). He grows mustaches in his spare time. Last year, he went to Cabo but didn't get the chance this year. Sorry, brother.
Dear Mustachioed Friend Alex,
I'm sorry that you didn't get to make the trip to Meh-hee-co this year but you're not missing out on that much... no, that's a lie. If you're too lazy to actually read, the my Spring Break week 2 pictures are on the Official Chris Duncan Flickr and the videos are on the Official Chris Duncan YouTube channel.
I met The Beasts of Eden (an awesome band from Brooklyn) at their sound check at Cabo Wabo. They were enjoying their first tequila shots of the trip late that afternoon... and some did not return until well after the sun came up. Luckily, they are bad ass enough to handle performing in the middle of being professional rockers. The Beasts of Eden song "Only Good at Looking Good" is probably my favorite. They have another song "Two Suns" but it's not on the debut EP. I've seen them do it live twice (?) and it's fucking awesome. They played it at their last set at Nikki Beach with Paul Dateh. We had a sweet set up at Hotel Bahia and when we asked them for a fridge full of beers for the band, they obliged.
The Beasts of Eden rocking Cabo Wabo (L) and Nikki Beach (R)


There were a few lovely ladies with me for the trip as well. Maybe you've heard of Playmate Lindsay Wagner or Cyber Girls Jillian Beyor, Jessica Danielle, and Aubrie Lemon? Oh yeah, you met them (except for Lindsay) last year in Mexico. Jessica actually remembered talking to you on the flight back to LA last year. Don't worry... she's getting engaged and you're not quite handsome enough for her. I liked hanging out with Lindsay. Is it fucked up that her ability to destroy Burger King turns me on? I guess that's my type ... 20 year old Playmates that can eat anything they want. It was also entertaining to give her shit about the infamous Terrence Nunn game-losing fumble from the Nebraska-Texas game a couple years ago.
Jessica Danielle, Lindsay Wagner, and Jillian Beyor dancing because I made them

She was also into my awesome dance moves when I cut a rug at Zoo. They were thoroughly impressed by my ten seconds of spastic, somewhat rhythmic movements that I repeated many times. I think the most people were impressed by my stint wearing the "Michael Knight" jacket though.
Rocking appropriately in the hefty bag jacket... photos courtesy of Lisa Kolodny of thedirtaythirtay.com


Shenanigans? Shenanigans occurred. At Billygan's, we were treated to an extremely raunchy "booty shaking contest". I'm a booty shaking contest purist and that means amateurs only. The girl that won had to be a stripper. She had some moves that had to be practiced many times to execute correctly. She decided to flash at the end and it wasn't really even in the neighborhood of sexy.
I ended up in what I believe to be an Isuzu Trooper with 12-15 other people after a big night at El Squid Roe. I was in the passenger's seat with some beeyotch sitting on my lap (joking) so I got to have a pleasant conversation with our driver. Her name was Sunset, she had many tats, and she liked Sublime and Rage against the Machine. Thumbs up in my book. We later found out that she was brought up in the Children of God cult -- still, nice girl. It was about 5AM and we decided to hit the beach. Somehow, everybody left while I was sitting on a beach chair and after about 10 minutes I decided I was done hanging out on the beach. I only found one one of my socks at the spot where I had left my bad ass kicks. Tough loss.
One sweet thing that we did was a "name tag party" at Nowhere Bar. Basically, we had sheets of "Hello My Name Is" stickers and sharpies and let people put them on each other. The ones I got were "Fucking Humarious" (humorous-hilarious) and my favorite "Extremely Tan Forehead". I gave out a ton, but the classic was "Strong But Gentle" for Carter from the Beasts of Eden. It became our motto for the week. At the end of the night, they name tags got more and more offensive -- which is where I begin to shine. I managed to slap "DTF" on the back of some incredibly drunk girl. I also put a "DTF" on myself, so I guess it's not all bad. The best one was probably on "Yuma". She seemed overly "generous" and like a train might be leaving the station that night. So I wrote "3:10 to Yuma" on a sticker and Chris B from Beasts of Eden applied it courageously. Not sure who she stumbled home with that night.
"Yuma" with the name tag she earned on her back... and "green light go!" on her ass

But the night didn't end there... I was in it for the long haul. You know, when I try to have so much fun that I miss my flight. My buddies in Cabo were having an "after party" the last night that we were in town. That meant that once Nowhere Bar closed, they had some booze and a DJ set up in another place in that plaza. It was pretty fun, very loud, and filled with people wayyy more fucked up than I was. I saw our favorite security guard from last year at the party. You know, the guy who looked like Manny from Scarface. He updated his style and didn't have the strong mustache or slick hair anymore and decided to rock a trench coat that made me think he had 2-3 guns on him. On the last night, I did see him at the "after party" going nuts on the dance floor. I was there for maybe an hour. As I was leaving, a handful of local girls and two amazing Argentinian girls took their shirts off. I was sad.
I picked up a few awesome souvenirs. The first item I picked up in a souvenir shop. I had been eyeing them since the first week. They were sweet mexican blankets in a poncho style with NFL logos. I got a Giants one for myself and a Titans one for my brother. Apparently, it's not worth producing unlicensed Detroit Lions merchandise. The other cool thing I got was an official Mexican police hat. Unfortunately, it's a "baseball cap" and not a sombrero or anything like that. But hey, add those to my Cabo San Lucas turtle necklace and I'm almost an Official Mexican.
The New York Giants poncho and Mexican police hat modeled by Official Chris Duncan... jealous?

So I'm back in New York and it's not warm. I won't be this tan again for at least a year. Shit. In the coming weeks, we'll be unveiling some new features at OCD with the help of some of my buddies. Stay tuned.
Dear Mustachioed Friend Alex,
I'm sorry that you didn't get to make the trip to Meh-hee-co this year but you're not missing out on that much... no, that's a lie. If you're too lazy to actually read, the my Spring Break week 2 pictures are on the Official Chris Duncan Flickr and the videos are on the Official Chris Duncan YouTube channel.
I met The Beasts of Eden (an awesome band from Brooklyn) at their sound check at Cabo Wabo. They were enjoying their first tequila shots of the trip late that afternoon... and some did not return until well after the sun came up. Luckily, they are bad ass enough to handle performing in the middle of being professional rockers. The Beasts of Eden song "Only Good at Looking Good" is probably my favorite. They have another song "Two Suns" but it's not on the debut EP. I've seen them do it live twice (?) and it's fucking awesome. They played it at their last set at Nikki Beach with Paul Dateh. We had a sweet set up at Hotel Bahia and when we asked them for a fridge full of beers for the band, they obliged.
There were a few lovely ladies with me for the trip as well. Maybe you've heard of Playmate Lindsay Wagner or Cyber Girls Jillian Beyor, Jessica Danielle, and Aubrie Lemon? Oh yeah, you met them (except for Lindsay) last year in Mexico. Jessica actually remembered talking to you on the flight back to LA last year. Don't worry... she's getting engaged and you're not quite handsome enough for her. I liked hanging out with Lindsay. Is it fucked up that her ability to destroy Burger King turns me on? I guess that's my type ... 20 year old Playmates that can eat anything they want. It was also entertaining to give her shit about the infamous Terrence Nunn game-losing fumble from the Nebraska-Texas game a couple years ago.
She was also into my awesome dance moves when I cut a rug at Zoo. They were thoroughly impressed by my ten seconds of spastic, somewhat rhythmic movements that I repeated many times. I think the most people were impressed by my stint wearing the "Michael Knight" jacket though.
Shenanigans? Shenanigans occurred. At Billygan's, we were treated to an extremely raunchy "booty shaking contest". I'm a booty shaking contest purist and that means amateurs only. The girl that won had to be a stripper. She had some moves that had to be practiced many times to execute correctly. She decided to flash at the end and it wasn't really even in the neighborhood of sexy.
I ended up in what I believe to be an Isuzu Trooper with 12-15 other people after a big night at El Squid Roe. I was in the passenger's seat with some beeyotch sitting on my lap (joking) so I got to have a pleasant conversation with our driver. Her name was Sunset, she had many tats, and she liked Sublime and Rage against the Machine. Thumbs up in my book. We later found out that she was brought up in the Children of God cult -- still, nice girl. It was about 5AM and we decided to hit the beach. Somehow, everybody left while I was sitting on a beach chair and after about 10 minutes I decided I was done hanging out on the beach. I only found one one of my socks at the spot where I had left my bad ass kicks. Tough loss.
One sweet thing that we did was a "name tag party" at Nowhere Bar. Basically, we had sheets of "Hello My Name Is" stickers and sharpies and let people put them on each other. The ones I got were "Fucking Humarious" (humorous-hilarious) and my favorite "Extremely Tan Forehead". I gave out a ton, but the classic was "Strong But Gentle" for Carter from the Beasts of Eden. It became our motto for the week. At the end of the night, they name tags got more and more offensive -- which is where I begin to shine. I managed to slap "DTF" on the back of some incredibly drunk girl. I also put a "DTF" on myself, so I guess it's not all bad. The best one was probably on "Yuma". She seemed overly "generous" and like a train might be leaving the station that night. So I wrote "3:10 to Yuma" on a sticker and Chris B from Beasts of Eden applied it courageously. Not sure who she stumbled home with that night.
But the night didn't end there... I was in it for the long haul. You know, when I try to have so much fun that I miss my flight. My buddies in Cabo were having an "after party" the last night that we were in town. That meant that once Nowhere Bar closed, they had some booze and a DJ set up in another place in that plaza. It was pretty fun, very loud, and filled with people wayyy more fucked up than I was. I saw our favorite security guard from last year at the party. You know, the guy who looked like Manny from Scarface. He updated his style and didn't have the strong mustache or slick hair anymore and decided to rock a trench coat that made me think he had 2-3 guns on him. On the last night, I did see him at the "after party" going nuts on the dance floor. I was there for maybe an hour. As I was leaving, a handful of local girls and two amazing Argentinian girls took their shirts off. I was sad.
I picked up a few awesome souvenirs. The first item I picked up in a souvenir shop. I had been eyeing them since the first week. They were sweet mexican blankets in a poncho style with NFL logos. I got a Giants one for myself and a Titans one for my brother. Apparently, it's not worth producing unlicensed Detroit Lions merchandise. The other cool thing I got was an official Mexican police hat. Unfortunately, it's a "baseball cap" and not a sombrero or anything like that. But hey, add those to my Cabo San Lucas turtle necklace and I'm almost an Official Mexican.
So I'm back in New York and it's not warm. I won't be this tan again for at least a year. Shit. In the coming weeks, we'll be unveiling some new features at OCD with the help of some of my buddies. Stay tuned.
Wednesday, April 2, 2008
Matt Leinart "Facing Scrutiny"
Not sure if you heard, but ex-golden boy Matt Leinart is facing scrutiny this week. You'd think that this "scrutiny" would relate to his shitty quarterbacking skills. However, people are actually concerned that he's been inviting college girls over to his house to utilize his beer bong. Classy. This is the same Matt Leinart who has a child with a USC basketball player. I didn't put the pictures up because MSN just ripped them from some asshole who tags other peoples' pictures without giving credit... but here's the article.
I personally find it more offensive for an NFL quarterback to hang out with ugly girls. Why doesn't Brady Quinn have a hotter girlfriend? That bastard should be facing scrutiny for that shit. OCD is now taking bets on whether Leinart cracks an 85 QB rating for a season before Brady Quinn or Aaron Rogers is out of the league. Any takers?
I personally find it more offensive for an NFL quarterback to hang out with ugly girls. Why doesn't Brady Quinn have a hotter girlfriend? That bastard should be facing scrutiny for that shit. OCD is now taking bets on whether Leinart cracks an 85 QB rating for a season before Brady Quinn or Aaron Rogers is out of the league. Any takers?
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