Officials have identified the Kentucky Stomper from the Rand Paul rally. GOOGLE RAND PAUL
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
You know you want it, even if you don't want it
The 15 Most Sexually Suggestive Katy Perry GIFs.
Which, really, you are a sad, sad person if you get off on in any way (because anyone's fetishes that don't line up with mine EXACTLY are pathetic losers who deserve their frustration and loneliness), but I love because I love animated gifs that allow me to stare at them for hours rather than getting more work done.
Also, I should be killing ants and this counts somehow, I'm pretty sure.
Saturday, October 16, 2010
Intruder "Death Scenes" 1989 unrated Slasher
Scott Speigel's Intruder, featuring Sam and Ted Raimi.
Also seen in Skinny Puppy's Worlock:
Hose! Hose! Hose that house!
After seeing that fire fighting was included in the Olympics of 1900, and searching for the reputed "full page" of Spaulding Almanac that described it, I found this instead, a Spaulding guide from 1910 that includes then-current records for hopping, sack races, and something called "stone gathering," which I've only been able to find references to either as a set of results and records or as "the now-defunct sport of stone gathering."
But what the hell was it?
But what the hell was it?
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
The mind makes pictures from points
Constellation Records has been kind/wise enough to start putting nearly all their albums up on the web, streaming, for free. I've been writing a lot lately, and have been enjoying an album that I bought but can't seem to find, the ol' This is Our Punk Rock from Thee Silver Mount Zion Orchestra and Doo-Dah Band or whatever the hell their full name is. I'm a fair-weather fan of a lot of the Constellation stuff, where sprawling post-rock can also mean aimless noodling post-rock (though I bet it's pretty fucking tits live), but this I like, and they're encouraging me to amble my way through their catalog in a way that I would never have done without being able to just play whatever I wanted.
I may even end up buying the album again. Or maybe buying it for someone else. Cheers, Constellation, you win the internet music business!
More tab-closing cruft
Eugene Field's Tribune Primer sent me down the Wikipedia hole.
A reference to a printer playing Pedro for beer money led me to Three-card Brag.
I had no idea what a Herdic was, but it's a kind of cab.
And I don't know how I got to Ptolemy VIII, Land of Punt or The Tale of the Shipwrecked Sailor, but they're all fascinating. (Of course, I'm the type of person who can while away an hour reading Indo-Roman Trade Relations.
I'm sure it'll all end up in a tasty stew sooner or later.
A reference to a printer playing Pedro for beer money led me to Three-card Brag.
I had no idea what a Herdic was, but it's a kind of cab.
And I don't know how I got to Ptolemy VIII, Land of Punt or The Tale of the Shipwrecked Sailor, but they're all fascinating. (Of course, I'm the type of person who can while away an hour reading Indo-Roman Trade Relations.
I'm sure it'll all end up in a tasty stew sooner or later.
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
Monday, October 11, 2010
Saturday, October 09, 2010
Thursday, October 07, 2010
Wednesday, October 06, 2010
"Jesus made God, not Adam and Steve"
I was trying to remember what some earnest skate punk told me down in Long Beach, but couldn't exactly and hoped I'd written it somewhere online. Searching led me to this, which is either sublime parody, mental illness or prodigious stupidity, but hilarious no matter what.
Tuesday, October 05, 2010
No hands!
Bolivian president Evo Morales got gashed in a foul from a member of the opposite political party during an exhibition match.
He then drove a "penalty knee" into the guy's nuts. POW!
Who says soccer is boring?
Monday, October 04, 2010
Ned sed 90s rock
Ned Raggett's Top 136 albums of the '90s.
Raggett, a longtime contributor to AMG, is one of my favorite music writers by far. I don't always agree with him, like I actually enjoy rough and rootsy music and find a lot of the fey utopianism of Britrock embarrassingly naive, but his opinions are always well-considered, illuminating and coherent. He has a very well-articulated aesthetic of what he likes, and where that aligns with mine, I've learned a tremendous amount by reading his writing. Also, he mailed me a couple of Disco Inferno discs and I should probably take him out to dinner here in LA.
Raggett, a longtime contributor to AMG, is one of my favorite music writers by far. I don't always agree with him, like I actually enjoy rough and rootsy music and find a lot of the fey utopianism of Britrock embarrassingly naive, but his opinions are always well-considered, illuminating and coherent. He has a very well-articulated aesthetic of what he likes, and where that aligns with mine, I've learned a tremendous amount by reading his writing. Also, he mailed me a couple of Disco Inferno discs and I should probably take him out to dinner here in LA.
Saturday, October 02, 2010
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
SHENANIGANS!
More from Chris Anderson Watch:
Merriam-Webster's on-line dictionary defines "shenanigans" as "questionable practices or conduct" and "high-spirited or mischevious activity." Put "homosexual" in front of "shenanigans" and it is quite apparent that Habratowski was indeed referring to a "gay" orgy.
Jesus, this morning it was pathetic. This is just hilarious. "Hey Farva, what's the name of that restaurant you like with all the goofy shit on the walls and the mozzarella sticks? "
Merriam-Webster's on-line dictionary defines "shenanigans" as "questionable practices or conduct" and "high-spirited or mischevious activity." Put "homosexual" in front of "shenanigans" and it is quite apparent that Habratowski was indeed referring to a "gay" orgy.
Jesus, this morning it was pathetic. This is just hilarious. "Hey Farva, what's the name of that restaurant you like with all the goofy shit on the walls and the mozzarella sticks? "
Yes, Michigan
This is the sort of person who Mike Cox has working for him now. Want him in the governor's office, Michigan? Shirvell was Cox's CAMPAIGN MANAGER in 2006. This isn't some outsider whom Cox tolerates; this is an insider who Cox is protecting.
Monday, September 27, 2010
Classics make you smart
They got a story for everything.
"Hey Pan, you still bummed about your girlfriend drowning?"
"Yeah, dad!"
"Ever try just rubbing your dick in your hand?"
"WOW!"
Also, Oh that Diogenes!
"Hey Pan, you still bummed about your girlfriend drowning?"
"Yeah, dad!"
"Ever try just rubbing your dick in your hand?"
"WOW!"
Also, Oh that Diogenes!
Sunday, September 26, 2010
Thursday, September 23, 2010
"Bikes" starts with "B," "blue helmets" starts with "B."
This is the Republican candidate for governor in Colorado alleging that bicycles are a threat to the American way of life.
This is the sort of conspiracy theory the Amish would dream up.
This is the sort of conspiracy theory the Amish would dream up.
Hallelujah
David Bazan of Pedro The Lion used to be the only good Christian rocker. Now he's not really Christian.
Music here.
Music here.
Ride it, link dump!
Amy made the shirt but neither of us wants to actually pay real money for it. It's better to find it at a thrift store and imagine what the person who died in it's life was like.
My friend Malcolm's beats. He was my best bud from, like, fourth grade through middle school — his early claims to fame were that he could play an endless boogie vamp on the piano, and that he could sing in a deep voice, like Clarence "Frogmouth" Henry.
Computer scientists seem to rather miss the point of the philosophical term "Ontology," but it's a neat article nonetheless.
Aedui is the only druid we know by name. And he was likely a total douche.
Marc Augé wrote that book about non-places that I want to read.
When you bringin' the Phrygian Cap back, hipsters?
Stooges Wax Museum.
Hrm. I don't think this is exactly what I want, but maybe I'll want it later. I want an English language catalog of all the works at the first Salon de Refuse. I could muddle through a German one. French does me fuck all. Shame it happened in France.
The astute reader
In One: The Republicans claim that they can simultaneously spend more money on inane bullshit like a missile shield and cut taxes for the wealthiest, and that this will magically increase jobs. Their mendacity is matched by their brazenness.
In Two: A professor stumping for these policies makes swift habit of lying for his benefit, and to the detriment of you. His mendacity is…
In Two: A professor stumping for these policies makes swift habit of lying for his benefit, and to the detriment of you. His mendacity is…
Sunday, September 19, 2010
How many states?
Lost State catches conservatives clueless on number of states.
I guess maybe they count Puerto Rico already?
I guess maybe they count Puerto Rico already?
I think I passed that once
The story of Zzyzxx.
A fellow MetaFilter member also made the film mentioned in the article and sent me a copy. I don't remember it that well, (there was another movie around the same time with a similar name — honest! — and I always get them confused) but I think I still have the DVD around here somewhere.
A fellow MetaFilter member also made the film mentioned in the article and sent me a copy. I don't remember it that well, (there was another movie around the same time with a similar name — honest! — and I always get them confused) but I think I still have the DVD around here somewhere.
We don't have to be like they are
Japandroid's Heavenward Grand Prix. That "We don't have to be like they are" is ripped from something else just outside of my memory box.
Saturday, September 18, 2010
Making Future Magic
Making Future Magic: iPad light painting from Dentsu London on Vimeo.
My mother often refers to the mechanism of photography as "magic." She knows, at least intellectually, that it's silver halide ions filling their electron shells with photons, but that kind of explanation just doesn't do anything for her. "Magic" fits how she thinks better.
This is a fun little proof-of-concept video for Making Future Magic, who use the iPad to create animated light images. I do wish that they'd branched out a little further from just tossing their logo into different situations, but there's a tremendous potential here for someone who can take this technology and use it in an evocative way. The form recalls hallucinations, spirits, sprites, the whole panoply of late 19th and early 20th century occult experimentation with photography.
It's really quite magical.
Thursday, September 16, 2010
Ten More Ways To Die In Canada
Posted by Corbin in "Travel Tips," Ten Ways To Die In Canada is a decent, if lackluster, start.
Bears? Sure. Rattlesnakes? Maybe… West Nile Virus? Aren't we pushing this a bit just to make ten?
Ten more ways to die in Canada:
1) Hockey fight.
Likely a pick-up game where the lone Wings fan keeps riding the lone Habs fan about the Richard Riots and gets shirted. To avoid this, you must concede that the last Wings season was pretty disappointing and that Guy Lafleur might be able to take Yzerman.
2) Drunk on mickeys and two-fors.
Chasing Alberta rye with Moosehead seems like a quaint local custom, but then you're being wheeled out of some basement in Surrey and dumped in the Serpentine Fen. It's like, whoa, slow down der den.
3) Brained with a Juno.
They're like the Canadian Grammy's, thus guaranteeing that the only place you will ever run the risk of an irate wife driving the glass head of the Tragically Hip's Junie (or whatever they call them) into your temple is Canada.
4) Ennui
Looking out over the plains of south Ontario just, you know, gets to you, especially in February, when you haven't seen the sun in months and everything is just gray…
5) Trapped on a burning bus with William Shatner, Michael J. Fox, Paul Shaffer and Ryan Reynolds.
This one pretty much explains itself, but it's one of the best reasons to avoid public transit while in Canada.
6) Contaminated homemade poutine.
Spoiled turkey gravy kills more people than scurvy in Canada, especially when ladled from an uncovered can left out on the counter. While it's often so cold that you have to wear three sweaters indoors, this is not a food safe temperature.
7) Killed for tire money.
Canadians are so confused by their looneys and their tooneys and their throonies and their foonies that they've retreated to the only common currency: Canadian Tire Money (CTM). Avoid being jacked by violent criminals that stray over the border from America at will, simply by keeping your CTM on a card or in convenient tire form.
8) Gored at a rodeo.
For some reason, Alberta has these huge rodeos that are full of ways to die, which you might as well, being at a rodeo in Alberta.
9) Choke to death on Timbits.
There's a dutchie Timbit lodged in your throat, and you're slapping the table, knocking over the other 17 from your pity pack onto the floor, and everyone's just politely ignoring you. They know you are an American, and thus not allowed to be helped by their socialist Heimlich maneuver.
10) In French.
Zut allors! Je suis mort! Au Québec!
Bears? Sure. Rattlesnakes? Maybe… West Nile Virus? Aren't we pushing this a bit just to make ten?
Ten more ways to die in Canada:
1) Hockey fight.
Likely a pick-up game where the lone Wings fan keeps riding the lone Habs fan about the Richard Riots and gets shirted. To avoid this, you must concede that the last Wings season was pretty disappointing and that Guy Lafleur might be able to take Yzerman.
2) Drunk on mickeys and two-fors.
Chasing Alberta rye with Moosehead seems like a quaint local custom, but then you're being wheeled out of some basement in Surrey and dumped in the Serpentine Fen. It's like, whoa, slow down der den.
3) Brained with a Juno.
They're like the Canadian Grammy's, thus guaranteeing that the only place you will ever run the risk of an irate wife driving the glass head of the Tragically Hip's Junie (or whatever they call them) into your temple is Canada.
4) Ennui
Looking out over the plains of south Ontario just, you know, gets to you, especially in February, when you haven't seen the sun in months and everything is just gray…
5) Trapped on a burning bus with William Shatner, Michael J. Fox, Paul Shaffer and Ryan Reynolds.
This one pretty much explains itself, but it's one of the best reasons to avoid public transit while in Canada.
6) Contaminated homemade poutine.
Spoiled turkey gravy kills more people than scurvy in Canada, especially when ladled from an uncovered can left out on the counter. While it's often so cold that you have to wear three sweaters indoors, this is not a food safe temperature.
7) Killed for tire money.
Canadians are so confused by their looneys and their tooneys and their throonies and their foonies that they've retreated to the only common currency: Canadian Tire Money (CTM). Avoid being jacked by violent criminals that stray over the border from America at will, simply by keeping your CTM on a card or in convenient tire form.
8) Gored at a rodeo.
For some reason, Alberta has these huge rodeos that are full of ways to die, which you might as well, being at a rodeo in Alberta.
9) Choke to death on Timbits.
There's a dutchie Timbit lodged in your throat, and you're slapping the table, knocking over the other 17 from your pity pack onto the floor, and everyone's just politely ignoring you. They know you are an American, and thus not allowed to be helped by their socialist Heimlich maneuver.
10) In French.
Zut allors! Je suis mort! Au Québec!
Monday, September 13, 2010
Kibitz a bit
Canter's inspires font; Canter's finds font; Font designer wraps truck.
Couple of cool things in this, like finding out who actually makes the gourmet food trucks around town, as well as a pretty cool font.
Couple of cool things in this, like finding out who actually makes the gourmet food trucks around town, as well as a pretty cool font.
Saturday, September 11, 2010
Yo dog Greg Nog
On prompting from The Whelk, Greg Nog battered two slices of cheese, then used those as bread in a grilled-chese-cheese-cheese sandwich. While it's too much dairy for me personally, this is the type of attitude that gets science done, and I salute it.
Friday, September 10, 2010
Six months on a leaky boat
Bruise Cruise Launch! from BRUISE CRUISE FEST on Vimeo.
On the one hand, I totally want this—the idea of cruising around, listening to sweet-ass rock bands, and enjoying the Bahamas in winter (even if it'll still be pretty balmy here in LA). On the other hand, fuck this "In order to create a highly coveted experience" elitist bullshit. It just goes to underline the fact that the majority of indie rock is created by the privileged for the privileged. I know it may not be feasible to have a cheap cruise or many cruises so that anyone who wants to go could, but still, this language of exclusivity and elitism pisses me off.
What Brown has done to them
I clicked on a Google Ad asking me to help stop the "Brown Bailout". I'd never heard of it, and I assumed it was something that Scott Brown (R-Mass.) was pushing.
Actually, it's an astroturf campaign run by FedEx, over changes to labor law in the FAA re-authorization bill. I scoured the site, but I couldn't find out anything about what the bill would actually do, except, you know, be good for UPS and bad for FedEx. It'd theoretically take away the ability of FedEx to provide reliable air service for packages, which does sound bad. It relies repeatedly on descriptions of FedEx and UPS as wholly different, and includes things like unsourced quotes labeling UPS the “biggest giver to U.S. lawmakers,” which seemed pretty fishy. Call your legislators?
No, not really. What the bill would actually do is shift FedEx ground employees to the labor regulations used for all other ground employees save railways, making them able to discourage local organizing—the RLA explicitly requires national votes. That's pretty far afield from the "Brown Bailout" claims:
It's no secret that FedEx and most corporations are anti-union (to be fair, it's no real secret that I'm generally pro-union). But that's a pretty slick gloss on the systems that make union organizing possible. And the consistent drumbeat from FedEx is that they're entirely different in form than UPS (because UPS is slow and trucks and yucky and FedEx is fast and planes and awesome), but given the BusinessWeek article (hardly from a liberal source), the FAA Reauthorization Act wouldn't apply to people like pilots, but rather workers in local depots and trucks. Which are, sorry to say, exactly like the trucks and depots that UPS runs, though in a kickier color scheme.
So, I'm off to write my legislators (something I can do lying here on the ground with a bad back), asking them to ignore FedEx and their astroturfing and to broaden the protections for the American worker. I'm doing this for two reasons: first, I don't think that a 1927 law forced through by railroad barons should be the default for labor in America, and second, I really hate misrepresentation and faux-populist smear jobs, and I'm afraid that my legislators don't have the time or inclination to distinguish real concerns from sculpted, well, brown.
Actually, it's an astroturf campaign run by FedEx, over changes to labor law in the FAA re-authorization bill. I scoured the site, but I couldn't find out anything about what the bill would actually do, except, you know, be good for UPS and bad for FedEx. It'd theoretically take away the ability of FedEx to provide reliable air service for packages, which does sound bad. It relies repeatedly on descriptions of FedEx and UPS as wholly different, and includes things like unsourced quotes labeling UPS the “biggest giver to U.S. lawmakers,” which seemed pretty fishy. Call your legislators?
No, not really. What the bill would actually do is shift FedEx ground employees to the labor regulations used for all other ground employees save railways, making them able to discourage local organizing—the RLA explicitly requires national votes. That's pretty far afield from the "Brown Bailout" claims:
Since the company’s founding in 1971, FedEx has worked hard to be a great place to work and build a career, as thousands and thousands have done, and some FedEx Express employees have chosen to be represented by a union, others haven’t. Unionization is still a matter of personal choice in America. Most FedEx employees like our existing partnership and open-door relationship, and want to keep things as they are. Under current rules that apply to both UPS and FedEx, employees can choose to join a union and unionized employees can leave their union based on the majority decision of the workforce. That’s America. So it’s clear that the labor argument is only a smokescreen for UPS’ true worries.
It's no secret that FedEx and most corporations are anti-union (to be fair, it's no real secret that I'm generally pro-union). But that's a pretty slick gloss on the systems that make union organizing possible. And the consistent drumbeat from FedEx is that they're entirely different in form than UPS (because UPS is slow and trucks and yucky and FedEx is fast and planes and awesome), but given the BusinessWeek article (hardly from a liberal source), the FAA Reauthorization Act wouldn't apply to people like pilots, but rather workers in local depots and trucks. Which are, sorry to say, exactly like the trucks and depots that UPS runs, though in a kickier color scheme.
So, I'm off to write my legislators (something I can do lying here on the ground with a bad back), asking them to ignore FedEx and their astroturfing and to broaden the protections for the American worker. I'm doing this for two reasons: first, I don't think that a 1927 law forced through by railroad barons should be the default for labor in America, and second, I really hate misrepresentation and faux-populist smear jobs, and I'm afraid that my legislators don't have the time or inclination to distinguish real concerns from sculpted, well, brown.
Thursday, September 09, 2010
Trenchcoat robbers
The wistful story of the two robbers who pulled off the biggest heist in US history.
Where my grant money at?

On one wall of an otherwise bare white room, a mounted speaker plays Prince's "Soft and Wet." Diametrically opposed, a synchronized speaker plays MC Hammer's "She's Soft and Wet." Visitors are instructed by placard to stick a pin/pom-pom/tassel on the floor or wall where they feel the mix of sound best describes their irony preference. A whiteboard will be provided so visitors can clarify their positioning.
Wednesday, September 08, 2010
Really, my blog is just how I remember to close tabs in my browser
Andrew WK's wife, Cherie Lily, has "invented" Houserobics. If Lily weren't obviously a different person from WK, I'd suspect this of being his ironic conceptual counterpart to WK's presentations of masculinity in rock, with the same values being funneled into a presentation of femininity in dance music. As it stands, they seem lucky to have found each other. Wish 'em the best.
For the Time Travel Blog I am now rapidly discarding ideas for (luckily, it's a group thing, so my stupidity and laziness won't inherently be fatal), this looks invaluable—a way to overlay historical maps over google's current ones. Crazy geo-cool.
And this Youtube search is how I've been reliving the weekend while I moan on the ground with back pain. If it hurts to much to really sleep, maybe Sleep's doom-metal stylings can numb me into a restful coma.
For the Time Travel Blog I am now rapidly discarding ideas for (luckily, it's a group thing, so my stupidity and laziness won't inherently be fatal), this looks invaluable—a way to overlay historical maps over google's current ones. Crazy geo-cool.
And this Youtube search is how I've been reliving the weekend while I moan on the ground with back pain. If it hurts to much to really sleep, maybe Sleep's doom-metal stylings can numb me into a restful coma.
Low fiber foods?
Got a pal who needs food brought, but low-fiber food, which is, come to find out, about the opposite of how I eat.
We're thinking mac and cheese or potato soup or… uh, some kinda goddamn quiche thing. At least I know she won't look on with horror when I suggest that maybe, just maybe, beer for calories and gin for vitamins is a balanced diet.
We're thinking mac and cheese or potato soup or… uh, some kinda goddamn quiche thing. At least I know she won't look on with horror when I suggest that maybe, just maybe, beer for calories and gin for vitamins is a balanced diet.
Tuesday, September 07, 2010
I learned a word
Litfaßsäulen. I stayed home from work because my back was sore, but I learned what they call those columns on the quad, for reals.
Monday, September 06, 2010
I have a low traffic blog that not even my parents read regularly
The search that leads people to this blog most often is "Star Trek 365." Two times in the last month!
Are there even enough episodes to watch one a day for a year?
Are there even enough episodes to watch one a day for a year?
Sunday, September 05, 2010
Thursday, September 02, 2010
Sunday, August 29, 2010
The party
"If there are kids there, they can touch the wires in my arm for a quarter. That's how I'll make people like me."
"I hope there aren't any kids there. We'll have to smoke pot in another room, like derelicts."
"'No, kids, we're just going off into the other room to have a circle jerk. It's an adult thing, you wouldn't like it.'"
"'That's why we'll all be laughing and there will be a towel under the door.'"
"'No, kids, you can't come with. We're all going into the room to cry.'"
""Yeah, cry over our lost innocence. You wouldn't understand.'"
"I hope there aren't any kids there. We'll have to smoke pot in another room, like derelicts."
"'No, kids, we're just going off into the other room to have a circle jerk. It's an adult thing, you wouldn't like it.'"
"'That's why we'll all be laughing and there will be a towel under the door.'"
"'No, kids, you can't come with. We're all going into the room to cry.'"
""Yeah, cry over our lost innocence. You wouldn't understand.'"
With honey, obvs!
Wait 'til I tell her that the rule of being a fly hunter is that you have to eat what you catch.
Bike Cookin'; Farmers Market and back!
So, after getting up on my bike last weekend, found out that my rear wheel was bent. OH NO! BIKE FUCKED?
Yesterday, rode it down to the Bike Kitchen, met some volunteer named Matt who was really cool and shepherded me through replacing two spokes, then doing some general maintenance. I I cleaned my chain, fixed my derailleur and my brakes (too loose, I found out, since I couldn't really get a feel for how they reacted without riding), then found similar enough tools at home to fix them again. I gotta figure out how to actually reconnect my saddle cable, but as the quick release hasn't been opened in years, and takes more than my casual weight to move the little lever, I'm not as worried. Still, Amanda did get her seat stolen out here…
Today, rode the bike down to the farmers' market on Hollywood and Ivar. Three point eight miles each way, but totally doable. Do need to figure out a way to balance my backpack better because it was totally wonky on my back.
Also, word-nerds? Can I get a ruling on punctuatin' the farmer's/farmers/farmers' market? Attorneys general, right? So, if they owned something, attorneys' general? Or attorneys general's? None of it looks right. Don't get high and edit, I guess.
Yesterday, rode it down to the Bike Kitchen, met some volunteer named Matt who was really cool and shepherded me through replacing two spokes, then doing some general maintenance. I I cleaned my chain, fixed my derailleur and my brakes (too loose, I found out, since I couldn't really get a feel for how they reacted without riding), then found similar enough tools at home to fix them again. I gotta figure out how to actually reconnect my saddle cable, but as the quick release hasn't been opened in years, and takes more than my casual weight to move the little lever, I'm not as worried. Still, Amanda did get her seat stolen out here…
Today, rode the bike down to the farmers' market on Hollywood and Ivar. Three point eight miles each way, but totally doable. Do need to figure out a way to balance my backpack better because it was totally wonky on my back.
Also, word-nerds? Can I get a ruling on punctuatin' the farmer's/farmers/farmers' market? Attorneys general, right? So, if they owned something, attorneys' general? Or attorneys general's? None of it looks right. Don't get high and edit, I guess.
Saturday, August 28, 2010
Friday, August 27, 2010
The reason I can't trust Google
It's always good to remind yourself that the internet is fallible.
I'm pretty sure that George Washfington University doesn't exist.
At least, not yet.
I'm pretty sure that George Washfington University doesn't exist.
At least, not yet.
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
COUGAR SHARKS!
The mix.
So, Brodie's always driving me around, and he's got this New Wave Bowie fixation, though he doesn't know it. He's always got The National on, or some other band that sounds like "Let's Dance." And because I'm a goddamn nerd who can't keep his mouth shut, I'm all like, "You might like the Comsat Angels."
Anyway, I made this mix for him. I enjoy it, it's pretty good. It's a lot of stuff that I like but don't listen to all that often on here, plus Sparks, who I try to work into every conversation. "You also feel pants-Angst? The Sparks happen to have a very lovely tune about that."
It's got the playlist in there, but here it is again (also with the times).
Troubled Son 2:50 Businessmen & Ghosts Working For A Nuclear Free City
Rollercoaster 7:50 Sound Of Confusion Spacemen 3
(Do The) Empty House 3:31 Sleep No More Comsat Angels
Heat-Fire 3:28 Me And You Cherry Red Vampire Hands
07 Never Turn Your Back on Mother … 2:28 Propaganda Sparks
The Affectionate Punch 4:20 The Affectionate Punch The Associates
Swing 6:24 Gentlemen Take Polaroids Japan
Man Who Dies Every Day 4:13 Ha! Ha! Ha! Ultravox
dolly mixture - new look baby 2:05 Baby, It's You Dolly Mixture
4_He's_On_Drugs_Again 4:26 Presents Sardina
mess up your hair 4:49 Workout Holiday White Denim
High Numbers 4:51 Sangre Libre Viva L'American Death Ray Music
zombie love 3:06 the gift of music the jazz butcher
S.P.Q.R. 3:29 Deceit This Heat
If JFA Were Still Together 4:44 Sans Muscles Majesty Crush
Souvlaki Space Station 5:59 Souvlaki Slowdive
So, Brodie's always driving me around, and he's got this New Wave Bowie fixation, though he doesn't know it. He's always got The National on, or some other band that sounds like "Let's Dance." And because I'm a goddamn nerd who can't keep his mouth shut, I'm all like, "You might like the Comsat Angels."
Anyway, I made this mix for him. I enjoy it, it's pretty good. It's a lot of stuff that I like but don't listen to all that often on here, plus Sparks, who I try to work into every conversation. "You also feel pants-Angst? The Sparks happen to have a very lovely tune about that."
It's got the playlist in there, but here it is again (also with the times).
Troubled Son 2:50 Businessmen & Ghosts Working For A Nuclear Free City
Rollercoaster 7:50 Sound Of Confusion Spacemen 3
(Do The) Empty House 3:31 Sleep No More Comsat Angels
Heat-Fire 3:28 Me And You Cherry Red Vampire Hands
07 Never Turn Your Back on Mother … 2:28 Propaganda Sparks
The Affectionate Punch 4:20 The Affectionate Punch The Associates
Swing 6:24 Gentlemen Take Polaroids Japan
Man Who Dies Every Day 4:13 Ha! Ha! Ha! Ultravox
dolly mixture - new look baby 2:05 Baby, It's You Dolly Mixture
4_He's_On_Drugs_Again 4:26 Presents Sardina
mess up your hair 4:49 Workout Holiday White Denim
High Numbers 4:51 Sangre Libre Viva L'American Death Ray Music
zombie love 3:06 the gift of music the jazz butcher
S.P.Q.R. 3:29 Deceit This Heat
If JFA Were Still Together 4:44 Sans Muscles Majesty Crush
Souvlaki Space Station 5:59 Souvlaki Slowdive
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Kidneys, man, kidneys
I made absolutely fantastic kidney beans on Saturday for Annette, Chris, Carson, Amy and myself, and I keep talking about them, in part because they were just bafflingly good, and in part because the dish was mostly improv and with ADD, either you keep it in the front of the mind or you lose it.
I was serving them with a crunchy kale/dandelion greens saute under the idea that collards and beans were pretty tasty and why not? We'd made chard or kale and paired it with boil-in-a-bag Indian before, so that was what I was thinking of. Some panchejeon (sp? Korean pancakes) and pow, crazy world food.
2 big cans Kidney Beans (Trader Joe size, y'all know it. Hold on to the cans).
Two medium yellow onions
1/2 tsp. cumin seeds, ground
1/4 tsp. yellow mustard seed ground
1/4 tsp. tumeric
dash brown sugar
one whole dry New Mexico chile, chopped
pinch Korean red pepper flakes
Bay leaf
Saute onions with bay leaf, cumin, mustard, add rinsed beans. Add tumeric, 1/4 can water, let cook off. Add chile, repeat water. Add sugar, Korean pepper flakes, repeat water. Serve moderately wet.
I was serving them with a crunchy kale/dandelion greens saute under the idea that collards and beans were pretty tasty and why not? We'd made chard or kale and paired it with boil-in-a-bag Indian before, so that was what I was thinking of. Some panchejeon (sp? Korean pancakes) and pow, crazy world food.
2 big cans Kidney Beans (Trader Joe size, y'all know it. Hold on to the cans).
Two medium yellow onions
1/2 tsp. cumin seeds, ground
1/4 tsp. yellow mustard seed ground
1/4 tsp. tumeric
dash brown sugar
one whole dry New Mexico chile, chopped
pinch Korean red pepper flakes
Bay leaf
Saute onions with bay leaf, cumin, mustard, add rinsed beans. Add tumeric, 1/4 can water, let cook off. Add chile, repeat water. Add sugar, Korean pepper flakes, repeat water. Serve moderately wet.
Monday, August 23, 2010
Red, the blood of angry men!
Trichromie uses RGB filters on three B/W images, then runs them through a software overlay to create a composite color image.
Sunday, August 22, 2010
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
Do It To You by Glass Bricks
Do It To You by Glass Bricks
I stumbled onto this through an old high school classmate on Facebook. It's really good, I just wish there was a way to link to it without goddamn myspace.
I stumbled onto this through an old high school classmate on Facebook. It's really good, I just wish there was a way to link to it without goddamn myspace.
Sunday, August 15, 2010
Misogyny? In my comics?
The new Scott Pilgrim movie opened near me, and I was trying to get Amy to see it. Sorry, she says, looks too misogynist. I take a moment to think about the plot—a guy wins his girlfriend by defeating her seven exes—and went, Hmm, yeah, I can see that. I think I heard that the comic book dealt with that well, but her point of not wanting to pay $9.25 to find out whether the movie did was pretty convincing.
I googled around some, and it looks like Amy's right. Probably not gonna see it.
Maybe I should just buy the book. I remember liking the issues I read, and that a pal of mine had a t-shirt with Pilgrim on it, but that's about it (so it's probably time for a reread).
Then again… Debbie Schlussel somehow makes me want to really see not only Scott Pilgrim, but also The Expendables and Eat, Pray, Love, though I'm not sure whether the four Marxes EPL gets makes it better or worse than the three Marxes for Scott Pilgrim. (I'm also confused as to why she uses all Karls—I'd love to see a movie rated Groucho, Chico, Harpo or even three and a half Zeppos).
Stolen from MeFi comments again
Do Prop 8 proponents have standing to appeal?
Signs point to no, which is kind of a shame, because an appeal and loss from the chuckleheads behind 8 would be a huge win for same-sex marriage.
Signs point to no, which is kind of a shame, because an appeal and loss from the chuckleheads behind 8 would be a huge win for same-sex marriage.
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
Saturday, August 07, 2010
Mmm… Savory
Carson wanted a savory drink the other night, and given the ever-eclectic cabinet I keep, I decided to play off of the Sazerac recipe.
A Savory Carson:
1/4 oz. Absinthe
1 1/2 oz. Gin
Dash Angostura bitters
Splash Cointreau.
Tasty stuff, the citrus and liquorish plays well together.
A Savory Carson:
1/4 oz. Absinthe
1 1/2 oz. Gin
Dash Angostura bitters
Splash Cointreau.
Tasty stuff, the citrus and liquorish plays well together.
Baseline shifting
Baseline shifting: Property and the Statutory Licence is a nice mini-essay on how real property is already intellectual property and the consequences thereof.
Friday, August 06, 2010
I can't hear CSA without thinking Jefferson Davis
We got our first CSA share today. Along with the BEST MELON EVER, we got a buncha hippy produce that we have limited repertoires with.
Fuck I know from golden beets.
We got 'em.
We also got: Collard greens, dandelion greens, yellow beans and rainbow chard.
The greens, usually we saute them, either going with chiles or nutmeg as dominant spice. But I dunno if that'll work for dandelion.
Ideas?
(I should probably cross-post this to a contentious MeTa thread).
Fuck I know from golden beets.
We got 'em.
We also got: Collard greens, dandelion greens, yellow beans and rainbow chard.
The greens, usually we saute them, either going with chiles or nutmeg as dominant spice. But I dunno if that'll work for dandelion.
Ideas?
(I should probably cross-post this to a contentious MeTa thread).
Sunday, August 01, 2010
Friday, July 30, 2010
Very Mary Kate
I was trying to explain Very Mary Kate (Start here) to a coworker today, and I don't think she got it—I think she thought my description of blip crashes and poor people having babies was earnest.
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
Progressive Campaigns Inc.
Progressive Campaigns Inc. or Progressive Hucksters?
An old article that I had to find using the wayback machine. I have a feeling that Grassroots Campaigns is similar, though not obviously as shady. Oh, moral clarity, where are you?
An old article that I had to find using the wayback machine. I have a feeling that Grassroots Campaigns is similar, though not obviously as shady. Oh, moral clarity, where are you?
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