49 definitions by Virgin Suicides
Older, pop culture phrase referencing the 1977 film of the same name starring Diane Keaton. Used to describe a (still) all too common cultural phenomenon and stereotype, whereupon entering a local watering hole, one spots a noticeably middle aging female who, without asking her, one can already glean the following details :
1. she's endlessly looking for a new job or career;
2. she's incessantly looking for a new romantic partner (or the next good lay she can drum up);
3. she's constantly looking for the next place to live (in the immediate vicinity or ANYWHERE for that matter);
4. she's perpetually looking for that 'next big thing' she can't name or describe (and obviously hasn't found yet and, like a character out of a Fitzgerald or Richard Yates novel, probably never will - 'where ARE all those golden people in that golden place ?');
in a phrase, she's a female sad bastard. She's looking for mr. goodbar.
1. she's endlessly looking for a new job or career;
2. she's incessantly looking for a new romantic partner (or the next good lay she can drum up);
3. she's constantly looking for the next place to live (in the immediate vicinity or ANYWHERE for that matter);
4. she's perpetually looking for that 'next big thing' she can't name or describe (and obviously hasn't found yet and, like a character out of a Fitzgerald or Richard Yates novel, probably never will - 'where ARE all those golden people in that golden place ?');
in a phrase, she's a female sad bastard. She's looking for mr. goodbar.
There's Jane - again - blonde hair and blue-eyed, sitting at the bar, martini or glass of wine in hand and that all too familiar look on her face; an expression that evokes a thousand words, phrases and even questions but can be succinctly boiled down to the following : what's the matter, hon ? looking for mr. goodbar?
by Virgin Suicides November 8, 2017
phrase derived from author James Howard Kunstler's influential work 'The Geography Of Nowhere' which, like similar tomes with a social conscience (e.g., 'Fast Food Nation', 'Bowling Alone', et al), challenged Americans to reassess the plight of their urban/suburban landscapes, especially since the end of World War Two. What Kunstler found was a terrain blighted by shopping and strip malls, fast food restaurants, twelve lane super highways, shoddily constructed business and residential developments or what he referred to as 'cartoon architecture'.
Bill : say Tom, where are you living these days ?
Tom : oh, out on 197th Mile Rd. in Paradise County, just east of the Rolling Meadows gated community, adjacent to a Chuckie Cheese's and Major Magic's Pizza Revue, in between the 467th and 468th exit and on ramps to the eighteen lane Interstate, right behind the Wonderland strip mall, right next to a nature band-aid consisting of wood chips and one-foot tall shrubs.
Bill : Wow. In other words, nowhere in particular.
Tom : That's right ! Ain't this country great !
Tom : oh, out on 197th Mile Rd. in Paradise County, just east of the Rolling Meadows gated community, adjacent to a Chuckie Cheese's and Major Magic's Pizza Revue, in between the 467th and 468th exit and on ramps to the eighteen lane Interstate, right behind the Wonderland strip mall, right next to a nature band-aid consisting of wood chips and one-foot tall shrubs.
Bill : Wow. In other words, nowhere in particular.
Tom : That's right ! Ain't this country great !
by Virgin Suicides June 19, 2017
a second, peculiar type of Mother's Day for all of the single mothers who also have to be fathers to their children.
Mama said that Mother's Day is a celebration of her natural maternal instincts as a single parent and Father's Day represents the more masculine, paternal qualities she's had to learn since she's had to raise us on her own.
by Virgin Suicides June 26, 2017
ugly, one-story building(s) that takes up one whole city block (or more) by sprawling out horizontally instead of vertically, like traditional skyscrapers.
Man, that glass and steel filing cabinet of a building that the county government has been using for years - that thing is a damn landscraper !
by Virgin Suicides June 25, 2017
akin to creep magnet; someone for whom, no matter what they try to consciously avoid, always wind up, one way or another, with the same bunch of chumps, dorks, dweebs, idiots, morons, pussys, yutzes, et al as unwanted acquaintances, no matter where they go to school, what job they work, or what city they live in.
Me : hey, wanna see my collection of losers ? I've been an avid loser collector for years, often without even trying, it seems. I even tried to unload them all on Craigslist a few times, but no one seems to be in the market for losers. Go figure.
by Virgin Suicides May 12, 2017
by Virgin Suicides May 9, 2017
similar to fake it 'til you make it; the art of brown nosing, ass kissing, cozying up to and plain out and out sycophanting some one or some group until you score that desired prize, achieve that goal, realize that golden dream.
I so badly wanted to attend Harvard University that I got the Ivy League Directory, looked up Harvard grads living in my area, called several of them up, sweet talked my way into the life of the one most easily flattered by my egregious flattery, wined and dined him, ran all sorts of errands, and became, in effect, his kept boy. Upon his connections and letter of recommendation, I gained admission - whereupon I dropped his ass and never saw him again. Suck it 'til you fuck it !
by Virgin Suicides July 16, 2017