Tuesday, July 25, 2006
names for bands v
The irreverently spiritual edition:
* Healthier Than Thou
* Myth of the Given
* Conscious Pilot
* The Loneliest Monk
* Freudian Sin
* Pope Falco and I
* Shaman Lowgrade
* Jacob's Stepladder
* Free Martyrnizing
* Crucifaction
* Ankh's Cheer
Monday, July 24, 2006
Thursday, July 20, 2006
Tuesday, July 18, 2006
but what does it mean?
Saturday, July 15, 2006
caution: crude, obscure humor below
A couple of years ago I was temping somewhere, and a co-worker asked me if I had ever seen the Disney movie Bedknobs and Broomsticks.
"No," I replied. "I was always too scared because I thought it was a documentary about women's prisons."
She didn't get it :(
"No," I replied. "I was always too scared because I thought it was a documentary about women's prisons."
She didn't get it :(
Friday, July 14, 2006
shameless product placement
Wednesday, July 12, 2006
embrace the spamdom
Just received this spam at work--no attachment, no sales pitch, only a grammatically fractured scenario:
"only sound was the calm, sleepy hum of the motor. It was very sunny and it watched, without a single blink. One by one, each of the eight birds
"Reverse?" he whispered. I shook my head desperately and waved my fist right water."
This could be the start of a mutant version of Exquisite Corpse. Post any nutty missives that come your way, and we'll stitch them up into a surrealist Frankenspam's monster.
"only sound was the calm, sleepy hum of the motor. It was very sunny and it watched, without a single blink. One by one, each of the eight birds
"Reverse?" he whispered. I shook my head desperately and waved my fist right water."
This could be the start of a mutant version of Exquisite Corpse. Post any nutty missives that come your way, and we'll stitch them up into a surrealist Frankenspam's monster.
Monday, July 10, 2006
Sunday, July 09, 2006
when i am king iii
All late-night infomercials will be banned and replaced with this as a test pattern.
The Washington Monument will be torn down and replaced with this:
Photo courtesy of cellar.org
Meet your new Poet Laureate.
The Washington Monument will be torn down and replaced with this:
Meet your new Poet Laureate.
Saturday, July 08, 2006
Thursday, July 06, 2006
names for bands iv
And now, back to our regularly scheduled stupidity, already in progress...
* Piss Porridge Hot
* Fruit of the Loon
* What We Lack
* Thrift-Store Linus
* Briefcase of Souls
* Sheephead Souffle
* Thesaurus Rex
* Michael Palindrome
* The Dead Year
* Broken Wand Ceremony
* I, Irritant
* Three Dots and a Smile
* Piss Porridge Hot
* Fruit of the Loon
* What We Lack
* Thrift-Store Linus
* Briefcase of Souls
* Sheephead Souffle
* Thesaurus Rex
* Michael Palindrome
* The Dead Year
* Broken Wand Ceremony
* I, Irritant
* Three Dots and a Smile
Tuesday, July 04, 2006
the pursuit of happiness
Disclaimer: Rest assured--this is as political as lowercase lifestyle will ever be.
America is not the current government. America is not the village idiot from Texas.
What is America, then? America is jazz, the blues, death metal from Florida. It's Frank Lloyd Wright, Frank Sinatra, and Frank Zappa.
America is a brilliant concept still in its infancy. It's a nation of well-meaning people with big hearts looking for direction. America is a blueprint with too many fingerprint smudges on it.
America is Les Paul, Leo Fender, and Mel Bay. It is urban chaos, suburban sprawl, rural expanse. America is one hell of a road trip.
America is hopeful, afraid, curious, confused, proud, difficult, nervous. It is a continuum of voices, a spectrum of much more than just red and blue.
It's better to light a Roman candle than curse the darkness.
America is not the current government. America is not the village idiot from Texas.
What is America, then? America is jazz, the blues, death metal from Florida. It's Frank Lloyd Wright, Frank Sinatra, and Frank Zappa.
America is a brilliant concept still in its infancy. It's a nation of well-meaning people with big hearts looking for direction. America is a blueprint with too many fingerprint smudges on it.
America is Les Paul, Leo Fender, and Mel Bay. It is urban chaos, suburban sprawl, rural expanse. America is one hell of a road trip.
America is hopeful, afraid, curious, confused, proud, difficult, nervous. It is a continuum of voices, a spectrum of much more than just red and blue.
It's better to light a Roman candle than curse the darkness.
Monday, July 03, 2006
Sunday, July 02, 2006
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