Just gotta say that this movie and Sin City have semi-restored my faith in Hollywood. I downloaded the rip (mad props to the FiCO CREW) but liked it so much I’ll buy the DVD just for the extras. I miss Los Angeles (well, the taco trucks at least).
Month: July 2005
Rubber Johnny
From the official site: “Johnny is a hyperactive, shape-shifting mutant child, kept locked away in a basement.”
Some crazy, brilliant stuff by Chris Cunningham and Aphex Twin: LINK
Despite Everything
It’s like the greatest toilet reading material of all time. After all, what’s more depressing than reading about those in search of punk as you take a short respite from your normal, white collar salaryman existence (until you remember that this is existence is actually pretty damn unusual for an American). Anyway, it’s been a steady diet of Cometbus for the past couple weeks, since the last of my post-WWII Japan books ran out. I’m still very interested in that subject, but have pretty much run out of the good material on it. Nothing left now but to write a book on it.
Illustrator Revisited
Just thought I’d show how low the demand for my mad graphic design skillz has fallen. I insisted on making a No Trespassing sign for our department, because it gave me a chance to leave my mark.
On a related note, I may start marketing custom-brushed t-shirts and bondage gear. Nam’s Japanese calligraphy sensei is keen on helping out with this project, and with me heading up the design effort, we are sure to appeal to at least one person… More on this as it develops.
Remote Chinese hospital proves its irrelevance
I believe the secret words are, “Sorry we fucked your grandmothers, now can you save my life?”
LINK
First restaurants, then hospitals. I think the only thing left to do is CLOSE THE WHOLE FUCKING COUNTRY. Wouldn’t that be a shame.
DOES HE LOOK – LIKE A BITCH? (yes.)
I’m probably the last person on the internet to find out about it, but this is just about the funniest shit I’ve ever read: Lord Spatula: The Complete Tool
My only thought is that the spatula guy really needs to delete his blog, burn his modem, and find solace in the real world because he got absolutely 0wnz0red on the ether.
cannot applove
Today I wasn’t allowed to correct the phrase, “for you apploval,” on an official letter because it was “written by someone on the board of directors.” The guy who told me this rolled his eyes as he said it, too. I almost snapped him in two like a pencil, but thought better of it. Instead, I asked the ficus in the break room why the hell they even bother running this crap by me if they won’t let me make corrections.
The ficus thought about it for awhile, then came up with a fairly satisfying answer: Apparently, demi-gods are allowed to make up their own grammar. Duh! Stupid me…
Darth Vader’s his FATHER!
Harry Potter spoiler alert:
What a total dick!
Google Moon
GO GO GO
Be sure to try zooming all the way in on any point.