There’s a sense of dread in the air. Only liking it one bit. I like people walking around in giant tubes and gear getups.
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Old Paper Still in Use
I had a massive post planned but technology blew me away. Long story. Ok short story. No forget it. I started writing about it and it was tainted. Enjoy these bits.
Full Moon Somehow
If you listen to bluegrass and blues and goth, you might think about the moon.
When Will We Talk About FDR?
I’m snapping my rubber band for Josh Marshall.
Chain Chain Cheney
Who would guess that the Alaskan government sometimes resembles Zackizackistan’s?
Fences Make Us Fencey
I apologize for my insonmniac ass telling you to check into TPM regularly. This McWorse McRain in Spain shit is out of hand. I really feel like we’re looking at the stupid fall of an empire. In slow motion.
We Have To Get Those Guys
The Bush Administration tries to keep the shit clean.
Linky Links
Too easy to laugh. Good thing I only play rock-paper-scissors with ghosts. People are doing really cool things with Flash. Oh and uh, moo, ok.
On Reality-Based Fantasies
Basement sunflowers
I had lunch in the restaurant above this basement karaoke bar but it was pretty unremarkable. Empty restaurants are even more creepy when the staff wanders around doing nothing looking sad. Maybe I’ll go back for karaoke and do my Jim Morrison/Ian Curtis.
My pal Foot Foot was telling me about a reality TV show she was watching based around funny animal tricks. In this one, a dog was trying to steal a ball from an elephant. Very exciting. The other day, I saw an ad for a show called “Ice Road Truckers.” There are lots of reality shows but of course, the irony is that “reality show” is an oxymoron. It’s all stagecraft innit in the same way a baseball or football game is stagecraft. Somebody has really funny ideas of what a reality show really is because “Deal or No Deal” is listed on the wiki. That’s a game show, but we get the point.
The Republican candidates have turned politics into a reality show which is [not] funny because I’m pretty sure the left coined the “reality-based” meme. Oxymoron city. I don’t wanna talk about it in this reality anymore. How ’bout that Hadron Collider? I want some of that glue that holds the universe together. That’s some real shit right there.
Spasticus Rouge
I won a poker game tonight. I didn’t listen to any speeches and I’m just quoting JMM for a reality check.
10:44 PM … Did anyone else notice this? A few lines back I think he called for abolishing unemployment insurance. Here’s the line: “I know some of you have been left behind in the changing economy and it often seems your government hasn’t even noticed. Government assistance for unemployed workers was designed for the economy of the 1950s. That’s going to change on my watch.”
Wow fuckin wow. Sit on my red couch
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Goodbye Summer
Sunday in Williamsburg
vintage motor party 0808
I spent the day in Williamsburg with the first part at a motorcycle party (which I can’t find any link for), then in line for the Yo La Tengo show which sucked even though I wasn’t there. My friend Eva left the line and went home and then I left the line. Then I heard later that yes, YLT played a mostly slow Mint Julep set. Was at Iona for a sour IPA where I watched some Olympic volleyball–Brazil and someone else. I think Brazil lost. The Olympics are such an anomaly in this modern world. (I hope Naomi Klein was there.) Another post on that maybe but then I never watched these athletes until today. On a lark, I ran into an old friend who told me there was free show at the Williamsburg Hall of Music so I went. The music sucked but I’m glad I went as I got a free “distressed” hipster t-shirt and met an old regular from the Ding Dong Lounge.