Male Fantasies

August 12th, 2008

I just remembered that Vincent Gallo’s horrible, misogynistic kidnapping fantasy, Buffalo 66 had something to do with football. Then I thought, what’s sadder; fantasizing that if you kidnapp Christina Ricci, she’ll see that you’re really just a lonely, sensitive guy trapped inside a dangerous felon and fall in love with you, or fantasy football?

Answer: They’re both the saddest!

I’m an Iron Fan

August 12th, 2008

Via Videogum

Seriously, you shouldn’t go near Robert Downey Jr. with and awesometer because the mercury in it would shoot to the top so fast it breaks the glass and the mercury would get all over your hands and probably in your mouth and into your bloodstream and you’d get mercury poisoning and become as mad as a hatter before a your central nervous system shuts down compeletly.*

*It’s sad that until science discovers a better way to measure something’s awesomeness, RDJr. related mercury poisoning will threaten the well-being of tens of people.

Two super dead-on comparisons

August 11th, 2008


Someone important to me likes this band so I am agreeing to like them too. Partly because they’re kind of good but mostly because I talked so much trash about the horrible, horrible band Destroyer* (who sound exactly like a cross between The Arcade Fire and The Decemberists (neither of which is all that bad but come on Decemberists & Arcade Fire, let’s reign it in a little; do you really need five bass and alto tin-whistle players? When The Pogues had fifteen people in the band it was a party, with these new guys it’s like a class at luthier school) and it became a point of contention between us.
But as good as Fleet Foxes are, they should have been called Bread Can Dance because they sound exactly like a cross between Bread and Dead Can Dance. So there you have it.
BreadDead Can Dance

*What do these guys think they’re such destroyers of, the spines of books?

Blueberry Borscht

August 11th, 2008

I haven’t tried this yet:

Ingredients
2 medium sized beets, peeled and diced into 1/2 inch pieces
1 pound of blueberries
4 cups water
2 tablespoons sugar
1 tablespoon honey
1/2 cup red wine
1 cinnamon stick
1/2 teaspoon salt
1/8 teaspoon black pepper

Procedure
Throw everything into a stock pot and boil for 20 minutes, or until beets are tender when pierced with a sharp knife. Remove cinnamon stick and puree everything else in a blender till smooth. Chill well. When really cold, taste and adjust seasoning (salt, pepper, and sweetness). Serve in chilled bowls, and garnish with a tablespoon of sour cream and a few whole blueberries. So simple!

From here
I’m thinking this could be mixed with Vodka.

Check out the new section!

August 7th, 2008

I just added a new section called Work featuring artwork made by me.  It’s the link under about in the sidebar. I made it using the fantastic plug-ins slickr and lightbox by Lokesh Dhakar. Thanks!

Class, please be Borged/Cyloned/Terminatored/Matrixed/Blade Runnered

August 5th, 2008

Oh good, a self-healing robot. Good thing nothing bad has ever happened, ever.

Guy Cry

August 4th, 2008

Here’s a pretty boring fluff piece from the BBC about ten things that make guys cry. The only reason I’m posting about it is to point out a huge omission; they forgot to mention the Twilight Zone episode The Big Tall Wish;

Work and You Will Be Free, but you still have to pay student loans

August 2nd, 2008

These are photos of the windows of the Art Institute’s industrial design studio in Portland, Oregon. It’s amazing that a design school would be so un-design savvy that they have not zero, but three swastikas on their front door. I was so baffled that I walked inside to see what the deal was. I can’t believe this song was playing:

Which is actually pretty awesome. And a lie. I would never go in there.

My investigation is pending

August 1st, 2008

According to a lecture delivered to the School of Visual Arts MFA Art Criticism and Writing class by Peter Lamborn Wilson (AKA Hakim Bey), Joseph Beuys was a Rosicrucian.
Hear the lecture on iTunes for free.

A book I found on Madame Mao Zedong

August 1st, 2008


AJAXed with AWP