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Trees Can’t Read

Shout out to Eco Geek.

Bustelo Special

Pagoda in Concert

Hey! Michael Pitt’s band Pagoda will be playing at the Ding Dong Lounge on February 20. I iz booker guy.

Leave of Absence Overwith

Crappy cell phone pictures are back. I’m back. Gonna put batteries back in my camera and kick some ass.

By the way, the last season of Battlestar Galactica is jumping the shark. I disagree with the prehistoric actor’s assessment of the newer version but I think the writer’s strike completely ruined the new stuff.

And I hope 24 jumps its 59th shark as soon as possible.

I believe I gave Jay his first writing job. He’s back since getting laid off of NBC. Check his blog out please.

Goodbye to a Huge Embarrassment

Last night, I was discussing with friends whether Barack Obama has ever been cheesy. Smile at the camera and say cheese! He is good at that. You could argue the train tour to Washington following Lincoln’s route is a bit cheesy. Obama’s acceptance speech at the Democratic Convention featured some pretty bombastic and cheesy staging effects. You can talk about some gaffes that were exploited by the opposition and quoted out-of-context. Were they curdling or cringe-worthy? Presidential public relations spin is an old game and the winners are the ones who spend more time on spin than on counter-spin.

Pundits on the right and left are already exclaiming over the change in tone that is descending on Washington. To call it a breath of fresh air is understatement. Anyone can edit together a video of “uh…. uh…” and other stuttering from the podium, however, Obama is never going to rise to the level of red-faced, jaw-dropping, eye-rolling idiocy and embarrassment that George W. Bush has provided the world with for eight years. (h/t David Letterman)

Disneyland No People

Outside of the Peter Pan ride where they suspend you over London in a tiny boat.

Free Netflix for Macs

It’s the conduit of civilzation.

The Trees Will Eat Us

I’m convinced Werner Herzog is convinced we’re on a road to nowhere. He’s not listening to scientists like that guy on NPR.

Two of My Favorite Jokes

They’re old but if you’ve ever worked with one, they’ll make you laugh.

How many graphic designers does it take to screw in a lightbulb?
Does it have to be a lightbulb?

How many music producers does it take to screw in a lightbulb?
I don’t know, what do YOU think?

The Next Feminist Platform Revisited

Happy moms, happy babies…. Some friends on facebook commented on one of my earliest posts on this blog which dealt with orgasmic childbirth. Last week, ABC’s 20/20 finally ran their promised segment on it with a positive spin I’m happy to say.

If you have any questions on waterbirthing etc, see Judith’s website. Her photos are also featured on the orgasmic birth site.

The Biggest Pussy

Over at hulu, you can see all of The Missouri Breaks with a few commercials for free. Besides being one of Marlon Brando’s most peculiar and inspired performances, it is a parable for how certain idiots view the idea of honor. The moral ambiguities of so many iconic 70s movies could probably do as well.

Jack Nicholson’s character heads a gang of rustlers and his nemesis hires Brando the Regulator (sort of like a Pinkerton) to vanquish him. Brando turns out to be a pussy because he can’t look his victims in the eye when he dispatches them… besides being a cross-dresser who flirts with and kisses his horses. Nicholson gets the girl, schools Brando, rides off into the sunset leaving us with the moral that sometimes there is more honor among thieves than amongst the law and order.

When a certain someone gets on a high horse and whacks the sheep with “who’s the biggest pussy?” I just have to drain the bath. I don’t know which is worse: stealing horses or riding a magic carpet powered by farts.

Christmas Spaces

Brooklyn Academy of Music

Disneyland snow show