February 2012
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Anonymous asked: I really love chocolate frosting...
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How I Lost My Virginity (Extra Virgin Olive Oil) -...
Ten years ago, I had sex for the first time.
After all this time, I still remain completely clueless on how to please a woman.
My partner was a gorgeous (out of my league, which isn’t hard) sixteen year old and I was head over heels in love. Like murder suicide kind of in love.
Probably the last sixteen year-old I’m ever going to have sex with.
Probably.
My parents would let...
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January 2012
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Etta James Shows Why I'm a Bad Boyfriend
I have a funny Etta James story that’s 100% true.
I buy Pavilion tickets at Rivinia for my Cuban ex-girlfriend, reap the full benefits for about six weeks. Morning of, we pack lunches, get a blanket, plan a really romantic evening.
She was excited, to put it into context, she bought me a commitment ring that says “At Last” and the date we started dating.
Made out for the...
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Ex Girlfriend - Dancing on Top of Coyote Ugly
My ex-girlfriend went to Coyote Ugly and she danced on top of the bar.
And she was completely sober.
And I was like, “Honey, that’s kind of weird,”
She was like, “it’s on my bucket list.”
Way to aim high…
December 2011
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“If we only have one more year left, let’s make it the greatest year in...”
– Nelio Cuomo Costa, terrible comedian
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November 2011
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The Georgia Guidestones: The Truth About the...
Be prepared for the death of six and a half billion people.
“Maintain humanity under 500,000,000 in perpetual balance with nature.”
It was past midnight and I my GPS suddenly lost signal. I was somewhere on the outskirts of Atlanta. I saw no city signs, just a long empty highway.
The two lane road got smaller and smaller, and it began to rain. I pondered postponing my trip to Elberton, GA...
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October 2011
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Dream Last Night (an excerpt of Nelio Cuomo Costa...
“Parade. I’d rather have Aids.”
and I remembered I was watching an extremely boring parade and this was how I was going to remember the dream.
But what kind of fucked up statement is that?
But it’s true, parades fucking suck. It’s more fun to look outside at the street when no parade is going on. On my street, you can watch a crackhead smoke crack and shake...
September 2011
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A Great Man Passed Away Yesterday
The world lost a giant of a man yesterday. A man who came to this country with nothing and built a beautiful family and a legacy that will live on forever. He’s somewhere in the universe now, experiencing the amazing phase shifts and turns of a universe devoid of things like hate and jealousy and fear. Someday I hope I have the opportunity to surf the cosmic planes with him.
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Why I Don't Want to Die in a Hospital or (All...
Her hands brush the space under my knees. I’m still quite ticklish in my rarely touched areas.
I begin to wish their was an afterlife for the first time since I was a child, mostly so whichever of my deadbeat asshole of a family chose to move my semi-sentient body to a hospital twenty miles away from the beach can hear my unearthly bitching and complaining for a portion of an eternity.
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WatchThe Orwells - Under the Flowers
Sixteen year old prodigies from Chicago, Illinois. This video, and song, was such a step forward for the band in so many ways. Director, Eddie O’Keefe is solidifying himself as more than just an “up and comer.”
His direction here, and taking a group of ragtag six-teen year old adolescents and making them giants, has proven that by next year, he...
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Alone Among Friends (Act 2) Excerpt from a Nelio...
ACT I
It’s the future on the newly renamed Planet Apple, in the Nation of TwitFace, where the surveillance of Youtube and where everyone prays to Google. Day long sessions of Social Media are mandatory and moderated. Each member must provide the most clever statements in hopes of gaining followers. Those that do not participate are sent to be alone forever on MySpace.
This is one eventful...
August 2011
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The Three Singers from ABC Saturday Morning...
I haven’t had much to say lately. Luckily all I needed was a little bit of depression.
Back to your regularly scheduled Neldeezy.
July 2011
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June 2011
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WatchBright Eyes - Poison Oak
On my way to Orlando and feeling a little Bright Eyes blue.
“Now I’m drunk as hell on a piano bench, and when I press the keys, It all gets reversed, the sound of loneliness makes me happier”
The road gets more lonely every single day.
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Stop Scrolling for Porn and Read This Really Quick
Androids and Zombies
An excerpt from the unfinished
By Nelio Cuomo Costa
“Our masters have found a way to make us uniquely the same.
Be different. Get a nose ring, and a tattoo, and dye your hair, be unique, call your music alternative, prejudge blindly while claiming equality. Just like everybody else.”
Donovan put down his joint and looked up at the glowing tablet, Candidate H2 was evading...
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May 2011
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Falling into The Wormhole
Singing Shit and Flashing Colors
Everybody is just getting fucked up
nothing intellectual
“Why do you think music is the way it is, or whatever?”
The kids stopped being creative.
“What caused it?
Ronald Reagan’s America, probably.
The idea of great wars have created a whole new cultural downfall. Music used to be so powerful, but now a dude with a high powered...
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One Glorious South Beach Night
by Nelio Cuomo Costa
She gets into my cab with me. It signifies she accepts me.
Her eyes draw me in, her body lets me stay. I feel apart of her, swimming inside her skin, knowing what it’s like to be her.
She’s on vacation from Israel. Her English is almost non-existent.
“I want dance party.”
Her teeth belong to a super-model.
Her mocha skin reminds me that Jewish girls are from the...