Oh boy oh boy, the trailer for Mike's New Car is up! You can see the whole thing, plus all the outtakes and The Company Play, on the Monsters, Inc. dvd.
Mount it, and it vibrates. All 35.8" of it.
To Get the Girl, Lose the Knapsack
"I have a friend who has made comments about me because now I have a lease and a girlfriend," Mr. Gauthier said. "I hadn't had a lease in 10 years."
CNN.com - Burning Man gets hot over steamy videos
"We don't encourage radical self-expression(tm) so people can find themselves for sale in a video store."
No, just for sale directly from Burning Man, LLC. How could Voyeur claim ignorance? They're pretty clear that even your own photos are Burning Man property.
If you're going to Burning Man, you should definitely be on the lookout for the wily playa badger; also beware of plague-carrying squirrels.
Scientists Uncover Gecko Stickiness
Ignore that headline: herps have known for years how gecko toes work. What these folks published is the fact that they've made artificial gecko toe hairs. Look out for cyborgeckos!!!
Satellite tracker finds goose in freezer
Dr Robinson said Kerry's 15 adopters had been asked to switch allegiance to one of his more fortunate feathered friends.
me: this poor kid.
groden: is this truly the only earth I can live on?
me: as far as we know.
me: but maybe we're not looking hard enough.
groden: good point.
My snooty nature may have just saved me a very painful interview experience.
Well, no, not really. Some folks might be pissed at you for taking the name in vain, but they fervently grant you your obsessions.
craigslist.org > office jobs > Earn 3,000 per week
The sky's the limit. The agency offers full medical, dental and tuition reimbursement, childcare assistance.
Priest Slaps Kid at Baptism
A firecracker explosion outside the church upset the girl even more. So as Abad anointed the child's forehead with oil, he slapped her in the face with his other hand, the paper said.
Yes yes! Let's all have a CD Inventory Project party!
Nibbles just wanted to meet Gran.
Main Entry: big.ot
Pronunciation: 'bi-g&t
Etymology: Middle French, hypocrite, bigot
Date: 1661
: a person obstinately or intolerantly devoted to his or her own opinions
Jeb Bush Cites Religious 'Bigotry'
Well, no. What they want is a civic agency that looks out for children. What they fear is that bigoted zealotry will define their new Child Welfare Agency:
"Most men have been so intimidated by theories on child rearing that they discipline tentatively and often only as a last resort,'' Regier wrote. "The Bible is not at all uncertain about the value of discipline 'Although you smite him with the rod, he will not die. Smite him with the rod ... save the soul.'' 'Regier wrote that women should be helpmates to their husbands and "our aim, within the church and outside it, should be to encourage and facilitate mothers working at home.''
Because I battle the leonine egocentricity myth, I cannot think up 100 things.
But I will take meg's handbag quiz. See, rumor has it the average woman totes 25 things.
Here's what I consider vital equipment:
1. Samsung mobile phone
2. Jabra earpiece
3. 2 pens
4. notepad that looks like book of matches
5. wallet (containing license, four credit cards, Safeway card, Costco card, AAA card, insurance card, Macy's card, Neiman Marcus card {for lock picking mostly}, about $3 cash and lots of trade slips for consignment shops).
6. house keys, plus Reel and Scolari's cards, on NM silver whistle keyring.
7. car key
8. stereo faceplate
9. silver flip-top sunglasses case
10. London Underground card wallet with BART cards
11. makeup bag (lip gloss, lip balm, 2 lipsticks, powder)
12. oh so chic mini medic kit (ibuprofen, band aids, sunblock stick, eye drops, nail file, nail clippers, alchohol wipes, cough drops. these are mostly handed out to strangers on trains.)
13. kleenex travel pack
14. hair clips, 2
15. hair band, 1
16. gloves
17. often a camera. and maybe some lenses.
So I'm either below or above average in the amount of stuff I pack, depending on how you count.
Gross stuff: lots. Net discreet items in bag: not so much.
Sen. Charles E. Grassley (R-Iowa), the ranking minority member of the Senate Finance Committee, said "I'm worried that just as clothes dryers have the knack of making socks disappear, the federal government has discovered a core competency of losing computers."
Cadbury apologizes for advertisement comparing Kashmir to chocolate
The ad appeared in a Bombay newspaper on Aug. 15, India's Independence Day, and featured a map highlighting the boundaries of India's Jammu-Kashmir state -- the Indian-controlled part of a region both India and Pakistan claim as their own. Below the map, the ad reads "Issued in the spirit of Independence Day by Cadbury Temptations -- International chocolates you'd love to share but won't."
When going to the Paramount to see Jaws, be sure to bring a seat saver
so you can enjoy the swanky bars and parlors before the Mighty Wurlitzer starts.
Just in time for his birthday (a little bird tells me it's on Saturday), Spasmodic has a newly revamped ultra-slickee site!
Travelocity Last minute deals: Burning Man
Participants camp for the week and are told to bring everything they might need, with the exception of water and coffee.
Um, no. Bring your own flippin' water.
Finally a service that let's you think locally, act globally: Gift Listing - Sheep
Cremation Remains Turned to Diamonds
"At first I thought, 'This is odd, but it's a well-developed science,'" Poeppelmeier said. "Then the more I thought about it, the more I realized that this is an odd, well-developed science a lot of people would appreciate."
Plus it's a great addition to the Boycott Sierra Leone campaign.
On day two of my birthday shenanigans, we went to The Golden Gate Model Railroad.
Note to all future houseguests: this will be on the list of outtings. Oh my yes. Too fun.
Cheers, Aaron. I'll do my best, with DJ Shadow & Cut Chemist playing me through.
I'm gonna miss you, though.
People tackled the man to the ground, "kicking and beating him," Zhang said.
Sort of renews one's faith in humanity.
I had a coconut-pecan frosting induced bad dream on Saturday night.
And then what happens to the little girl?
The letter said his "use of the `zilla' formative" and Godzilla-like images
could make visitors think Davezilla was a Toho-authorized site.
And monkezillas could fly out of my asszilla.
Oh, the milk of human kindness is in full effect today.
Music is more than just stuff (I'm still cataloging the cd losses and remaining calm by the virtues of so many sweet comments and emails, and haven't even gotten to the jewellery and watches etc. because that really IS just stuff). But it could have been worse, much worse. And there are certainly worse things that can happen in life, don't I know it.
What it adds up to, to, though, is an amazing show of compassion and generosity and love. Personal tragedy provides us with a stark contrast against which to see the good in humanity. Thank you to all who have sent kind words, mp3s, CDRs, and gifts. Thank you to those who got me humming at the prospect of a copy of beloved album instead of shouting at my empty shell of a database.
There has been a wealth of amazingly clear, cogent, thoughtful, and kind posts across blogland. Silver lining, indeed. What a very, very happy birthday.
Hooray for birthday rides on the miniature steam trains.
Authorities believe they have put an end to a squirrel's reign of terror.
These jokes write themselves.
California City Shuts Down
Well, that sure brings it home and puts it in perspective (as if the news from Zimbabwe and Sierra Leone {and... and... and...} wasn't enough): things are tough all over. There's a huge silver lining to the story, however: this is a prime opportunity for those of us who have always wanted to live off the grid but who thrive in social communities.
me: with most great figures in history we celebrate their births
me: but today it's all about "wooohoo, Elvis died!!!"
ever since the day before my 7th birthday.
me: it's not like we celebrate the day Lincoln was shot
gordon: maybe we should
gordon: we'll all wear stovepipe hats
me: and faux bloodstains
me: and act all eccentric like Mary Todd
gordon: good times
me: good times
Thanks, everyone, for your support. It really helps.
I've almost cried a few times in the past couple days, when I realize some treasure is lost. So much out of print, got it from the artist, signed and everything, picked it up in a club in Amsterdam or Edinburgh stuff. So much stuff I've had since my formative years - old Cabaret Voltaire, freaky SPK, industrial Human League and Modern English. The Buzzcocks. Ian Dury. The Clash. And oh the Detroit techno, the Chicago house. The Dead Can Dance I've had forever, the Cranes, the Rasputina, the Cocteau Twins. The Pay it All Back comps, the African Headcharge, all that On-U Soundsystem stuff. The Emit and Noom and Spiritzone label catalogues. Chrome, Rhythm and Noise - come on, who the hell's going to know what that's worth? Blah blah drum and bass blah DJ Spooky doodling on my cds while telling turntablist ghost stories. Scanner. Argh! Weep. #@%&!
But seriously, every placating email is working. The offers of CDRs are accepted, yes please! MP3s, point me at 'em. I'm gonna make one hell of a batch of mix cds when I recover.
Molly just got her first tattoo.
Molly rocks very, very hard.
I just accepted my first temp job, as Executive Assistant to the Director of the Office of Economic and Community Development for the City of Oakland (a job I applied for directly months ago). That's four whole prepositional phrases in the title, there. The pay is low, the commitment two months; I figure it'll be like that grad program in city planning I was pondering only w/o the tuition and the seminars and the assignments and the... oh.
Well, I don't think it'll be boring.
As I was compiling a list of lost music, last night, the dj on KALX played a Sparks tune and I went "oh Sparks! Check!" I had to call and thank him, and he listened to my story and oohed and ahhed over the list I had compiled so far. He asked "are you a dj?" and I told him about my aspirations in the Sub Club days. Then he demanded requests he could play to help with my listmaking. Next track up "Last Night a DJ Saved My Life," then my requests. Oh I do love living in Berkley.
Bunnies Unearth Ancient Artifacts
LONDON (Reuters) - An intrepid bunch of rabbits... unearthed a rare and ancient glass window in central England.
Hooray for bunnies.
I put my Lt. Worf Lifesize Standup near the most likely next break-in point, in the guest room. It used to startle me when it leaned against a wall in the closet, it should make a burglar hesitate momentarily.
Every few minutes I think of a thing that's gone: Big Stick! Big Black! Patchwork! Foetus! Crime and the City Solution! the Charlie Parker Savoy Sessions set! Louis Armstrong's Hot Fives and Hot Sevens! Duke Ellington's Jubilee Stomp! Kemistry & Storm! the Liquid Sky soundtrack! Horse Rotorvator! All that Johnny Cash! The Hunger sndtk! How on earth are we going to replace all the Global Psych. Trance? Argh!
It's just stuff, and at least 1/2 of it is replacable. But, you know, those Birthday Party cds were worth a lot more to me than the $4/ea. they probably sold them for.
My house was broken into this afternoon, during the less-than-an-hour I was gone, and about 1000 cds are missing. And my jewelery. And some boots and purses.
I'm pissed.
Oooh, we're in a super-heightened state of alert.
At least it's not extrahypermegaheightened.
Thank Under God! It's fresh get your war on!
Hooray for Bobby Burgess' new fisheye lens.
Except that it makes my brain hurt. Ouch.
Easing of Marijuana Laws Angers Many Britons
Mr. Haind, the sign painter, agreed.
"There'd be a full-scale riot here if we weren't all stoned."
Bill Biggart's Final Exposures.
One masterpiece after another to the end.
Chupacabra on Government Payroll
Registered as "goatsucker, male, born in 1900," the mythological figure blamed for animal maulings throughout Latin America is eligible to receive unemployment benefits of about $42 per month...
See, this is what I'm talking about. They're insidious!
This is a clean-shaven, khakis and button-up-shirt guy,
not your typical scummy criminal.
ADOPTABOX
Adopt a box today. Clean it daily!
Frequently asked questions
Q. Should I have someone come with me when I clean my adopted box?
A. The more the merrier.
Dot-Com Victims(sic)
"Despite what people think," he said, "it's more stressful and more work than my corporate job."
Um, actually I think his six-figure salary job was a cake-walk. I think this is probably the first real work he's ever done. Congratulations.
Wow, this is quickly turning into Tattoo News of the Day...
Tattoo Bearers Get Short Shrift in Cyprus Army
Cyprus may pull out the stops to get every eligible man into its army, but it
draws the line at tattoos and facial disfigurements in its senior ranks.
You hear that, you little cheek-pierced rebels?
You'll never make officer with that spiderweb on your neck!
What? You weren't planning on a military career, anyway?
Oh.
New Orleans is where to find all the seedy underbelly-type action, and not just during the holidays.
NOLA has the country's most creepy crime reports, West Nile outbreaks, and now they're feeding tourists to the sharks.
I'm the first to say that tattooing is not for everyone. If it's for you, it really, really is, and if it is there are probably some other deeply personal things you hold in common with others of that ilk...
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I'm 74% Gonzo. But you knew that.
My world is filled with coincidences right now.
Must be a pre-birthday synchronicity thing...
Like I said: the River Walk is full of mostly crappy tourist stuff.
If I had a donkey, the Berkeley office of a certain temp agency could star in a show with it in Tijuana.
You know what? Screw this looking-for-a-day-job crap.
When I grow up, I'm going to be a sucessful artist.
And if I get it right, maybe someday I'll find myself saying
"...but it's not all frivolous party fun here on my gerbil farm."
Judy, who bought Beanie Babies for her other grandchildren, joked:
"At least THEY weren't subjected to body searches."
San Antonio photos are finally up!
Feast your eyes on the glorious Mattie!
Thrill to the tiny lizards, huge bugs, and shrieky bats of the riverwalk district!
Hunger for the excitement of Schilo's Delicatessen!
Pine for the efficient, airy, wireless networked luxury of the Gonzales Convention Center!
Some names have been changed, and some photos removed, to protect the innocent.
Rapper Charged with Murder After Human Flesh Found In Stomach
"I don't think this fits anyone's rap persona."
How lame is it that he had to qualify that? Did someone really ask the question? Ugh.
This is a handy reminder to go ahead and put PCP right at the top of that list of things not to do, ever.
Thanks to Michelle for being the Irish goth chick demographic for BET News.
What's the point of robbery, if nothing is worth taking?
Huge drama at the Telegraph Ave. Andronico's.
They were just unlocking the store, when I got there. This guy was on his daily shoplifting binge, and pulled a toy gun when he approached by security. Said security pulled a real gun.
The parking lot housed a gaggle of plain clothed detectives when I got there, one left moseying around when I left. I guess this was almost as good as the riot the Ave. seems to be gearing up for.
Farewell, sexy street luge.
so yeah: Is my Blog HOT or NOT?
Don't make me flash you all again.
(orig. for charity, now it's a contest.)
Oh no. No, no, no, no, no. Poor doggies.
That fluffy one looks like she needs some sleep.
Stop that beat! It makes me apprehensive!
I've been having muscle spasms in my lateral pterygoid muscle for several days now. I wake up clenching, sure, and try to talk myself out of it. And I'd like to think that I listen. But this morning I have an audible tic in the area right at the tip of the mandibular condyle, right under my ear. Argh. Someone offer me a job with good dental insurance, quick!





