Monday, August 31, 2009
Friday, August 28, 2009
Thursday, August 27, 2009
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
Strange Commercial
Has anyone seen this commercial? It cracks me up. I don't know exactly how it starts, but the first thing I usually see is the dude on the right with the crazy hair and sad eyes talking like Droopy Dog about something, then the camera obviously pans up and to the left to John Harris, founder. At one point the camera rests on both of the men, sort of, all you can see is the top of the head of the dude depressed about his hair.
Monday, August 24, 2009
armchair activism
Hello Congressman Cleaver,
Thank you for your service. I am writing this email to urge you to reconsider your vote against Net Neutrality in 2006 and support the Internet Freedom Preservation Act of 2009 (HR 3458). For more information, please visit http://www.savetheinternet.com/. Please help keep the Internet and Information free from corporate greed.
Thank you,
Andrew Law
citizen
Sunday, August 23, 2009
Saturday, August 22, 2009
Friday, August 21, 2009
nice mix
Here I am again bringing you another curiosity courtesy of wikipedia. I looked these two men up around the same time. I think it's a nice mix. You decide.
Henry Darger is called an outsider artist. After he died, his landlords discovered his secret life as an artist and protector of children.
Woody Brown was a surfer and the inventor of the modern catamaran. After his wife died, he had a mental breakdown and moved to Hawai'i, leaving his son and step-daughter behind.
One man stayed in his home for many years, one man roamed as far away from home as possible. One came from poverty, one came from money. Both troubled and interesting.
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Mr. Church
1. I was in the street playing catch with myself, yes, it can be done, when I hear the sound of a bleating lamb calling for help. Well as you can guess I'm quite disturbed, since I don't live on a farm AND an animal who speaks?! So I try to pinpoint where my new found cash cow, er, sheep is hiding. I walk next door where Mr. Church lives, an old man who spends his nights sitting in a lawn chair in his garage with the garage door opened enough to expose his feet. There the poor man is lying on his back in a bed of trash bags bleating, uh calling for help. I jetted to my house and let my ma handle the rest, while I peeped in on old man Church's plight.
2. Mr. Church had a grave in his backyard that said Judy. Being the morbid kid at age 9, I often invited my friends over for channelling Meriwether Lewis and jaunts to Judy's grave. I would tell a story of an evil husband murdering his wife and burying her in the backyard and later, feeling guilty, buying a headstone claiming it was for a dog. In reality it was for a dog, but it was a good story--anyways, a dog named Judy?
3. My little sister and I were eating Welch's grape juice popsicles (I don't know why I remember that) next to Mr. Church's driveway. A guy on a motorcycle tears down our street with the fuzz after him. Another copper heads him off causing him to crash into Mr. Church's garage door. (Causing quite a ruckus!) He then got manhandled by THE MAN, scarring my sister in the future with a fear of sirens and policemen, even Officer Friendly, and went directly to jail. Mr. Church didn't even come out--I think he was deaf.
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Monday, August 17, 2009
Oh My Poetry
Did you ever watch a cicada
fly to a destination?
Erratic melody
to a vine dusted, glen'd tree
My brain is buzzing
and a blaze of electrical spinal fuzziness
effects my being
There's a song here
There's a song in everything
My song is funky, freaky with continual changes
I need to relax it into a
never-ending, well thought out, jam session
I look at wet grass that changes the color of my eye
Chameleon eyes bring a trippiness to my thinking
I turn to a drippy stone
I don't know why this isn't a poem
or why it is
I saw a hummingbird shit over by the lilac
These things interest me.
To describe the weather
Split by friction
creates one big pressure
differentiated by containment of the ceiling
unseen source of warmth
radiates from the iron laden nucleus
out of the band of tropics
Heat rises
clouds form from
excess moisture
space and earth fumes dance
in the atmospheric pressure
little pockets of weather
are born across the globe
Friday, August 14, 2009
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Russian Cartoons 1935-1966
Sunday, August 9, 2009
I want to see this!
Hey, Mom! Is this the cartoon you saw when you were in Junior High?
Friday, August 7, 2009
Thursday, August 6, 2009
Dead Bat in a Bucket, Fuck it
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
Frozen War
Right now there are two Russian nuclear submarines swimming just off our east coast in International waters. This news "...comes amid increased Russian military activity..., and as the Obama administration works to thaw tense relations with Moscow over plans for a missile defense system in Central Europe.
Just last week a senior Pentagon official said the administration is looking at options for the plan, which would install 10 interceptors in Poland and a radar system in the Czech Republic. Assistant Secretary of Defense Alexander Vershbow told Congress members that the Obama administration is looking at various configurations as part of its review of missile defense plans"
I don't want to do this plan. I don't think the U.S. should be allowed to build a defense system in other countries. Why must we have such a reach? We should protect our boundaries. Literally and figuratively.
quote from msnbc.