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Saturday, January 31, 2004
Picture of the day has been updated for the first time in, uh, more than a day. Now I'm gonna start putting photos there too. Reading: This and this. Listening to: this and this. Also this , which always makes me pull out this. And a brilliant mix CD by Ken, who, probably using tricks he's learned joining dissimilar metals, can put Black Sabbath and Oasis on the same disc and have it work... Watching: This , this and this. Yeah, I know, I probably do have ADD. At least I've cut back on the sugary cereal. Friday, January 30, 2004
Thursday, January 29, 2004
Wednesday, January 28, 2004
This is cool. I had to go look up what a Rife-Bare tube was, and was rather disappointed to learn it was a quack gizmo, maybe like a modern violet ray machine or something. Looks like it would be fun to play with, although more likely to give you cancer than to cure anything. I guess I can be thankful that I live in mere clutter, not squalor. No "sink pudding" in my place. (via thingsmagazine) Tuesday, January 27, 2004
Cicada swag, cicada pictrues, cicada sounds, cicada wedding planner(!) It's Cicadamania! (via bifurcated rivets) Monday, January 26, 2004
Moscow House of Photography. A little hard to navigate, but lots of amazing images, like this one, this one and this one. (via thingsmagazine) Sunday, January 25, 2004
For all you Wing fans, Ted sends a WFMU playlist with some full length Wing tracks. Great stuff. And God bless WFMU for making all their playlists clickable. Saturday, January 24, 2004
Friday, January 23, 2004
Wednesday, January 21, 2004
Even though I have bad memories of grumpy old drafting profs coming up behind me to snatch my invariably smudged and unfinished drawings, I still like the Drafting Pencil Museum. As long as I don't have to make any drawings with them. (via coudal partners) Tuesday, January 20, 2004
"NOW that the Beetles have taken the - latest step in their search for satisfaction, and publicly declared themselves pupils of a yogi, there is bound to he something of a rush to be "in" and meditate. Unfortunately for the commercial market, meditation is not something like hash, that can be taken, or the mini skirt that can be bought in the fashionable parlours. But no doubt commerce will find a way round this." "Hi, I am Wing!...My latest CDs are called 'Wing Sings The Carpenters' and 'Wing Sings All your favourites' I have worked hard and I hope you have all found I am improving!" (thanks Ted!) Monday, January 19, 2004
Saturday, January 17, 2004
I was riding the streetcar today, eavesdropping on two teenage girls discussing the stars they wanted to get. Good thing they come off. (worst ink I ever saw: An attractive young woman with large and sadly inept tats on her calves. Left: Dolphin. Right: Winnie the Pooh characters. Just awful. ) UPDATE: Kat points out that this discussion is incomplete without a mention of www.badtattoos.com. Especially this one. Thursday, January 15, 2004
"Like any other nation, the Iraqis have a few smart people, a whole lot of average people, and a very vocal minority of stupid, stupid people. Unfortunately, in a place like Iraq, with a whole lot of extremely deadly shit lying around and virtually no rules and regulations for abovementioned deadly shit, some Cartoonish Buffoonery is inevitable." (thanks Chris!) Warning! Said buffoonery includes donkey beating, dog spearing, kid bashing, and more. Plus swearing. Tuesday, January 13, 2004
The Violence of the Explosion! The Terror of the Scene! " It was like any horrible disaster scene, with the addition that everything was covered in smelly sticky brown molasses." (via bifurcated rivets) Monday, January 12, 2004
"The idea is for anyone to anonymously confess to anything. it actually feels kind of good to know that someone will read it." Friday, January 09, 2004
"Patient tries to climb into activity box, and is generally agitated - responds slowly to the suggestion he might like to draw some more. He has become largely none verbal. 'I am... everything is... changed... they're calling... your face... interwoven... who is...' Patient mumbles inaudibly to a tune (sounds like 'Thanks for the memory). He changes medium to Tempera." (via pretty much every other blog on the web) I miss the National. One time, one of my sister's art-student friends unwisely ordered a Screwdriver. When it came, it had been made with Tang. I was reminded of this incident when I stumbled across this. "You are allowed to use the word "problematic" as a noun. You are also allowed to pretend that the works of Freud present a correct model of human psychology and the works of Marx present a correct model of sociology and economics." How to To Deconstruct Almost Anything. (via /. ) Thursday, January 08, 2004
Some chimps have better handwriting than me. Still, I'm fascinated by hand lettering. In my part of town, there's an old showcard painter who has done up his house, and a storefront, in weird slogans, like something from a John Gutmann photo, also a much-photographed butcher shop that still uses showcard lettering. Wednesday, January 07, 2004
It's all fun and games till someone gets hurt. Then it's hilarious. Look out for the "head sauce"! (caution: 26Meg, slightly gory, windows media download- right-click and save it, rather than streaming it.) "Amar Sen is a versatile artist, basically a professional singer, composer, playwright, poet, presenter,magician, ventriloquist, painter, photographer and making love with the art of creative Hand shadow since 1973. On the other hand, Sabyasachi Sen, an advocate by profession is an ardent practitioner of the art of illusion. He has made an extensive research and experiment with the art of magic,mimicry, ventriloquism and photography; was also associated with group theatre, and stage presentation; lured by the potential of the art of Hand shadowgraphy, he started extensive research since 1973. " Tuesday, January 06, 2004
Sunday, January 04, 2004
Saturday, January 03, 2004
Kat sends another gem, something, perhaps, to go with the TIE DI WAN (Iron Flute Pill) (Maybe that should that read: T[e D! WAN 1r0n F_lute P|ll!!!!?) The 100 Worst Porn Movie Titles. You may want to read this before hitting the video store. The "Hand of Death," a distributed haptic interface for signalling exposure to virtual enemy fire. "Hand of Death" sure sounds kewler than "bunch of pager motors and a basic stamp." Friday, January 02, 2004
Not feeling so good? Maybe you should take some LONG DAN XIE GAN WAN (Pill of Gentian for Purring Liver-Fire) or maybe just some ER CHEN WAN (Pill with Two Old Drugs) (not to be confused with ER MIAO WAN (Pill with Two Wonderful Drugs)) (Thanks Kat!) |
