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The World’s Fastest Indian
This is the best movie I’ve seen in a long, long time. Although this is partially because all other movies I’ve seen the past year or so sucked, it really was a damn good movie. Anthony Hopkins is the man. Simple story, simple plot, simple dialogue, flawless acting, no bad guy, no glamtastic CG, excellent cinematography, and just enough racing/greasemonkey scenes (like watching Hopkins cast his own pistons). Just a hunch, but I think gearheads like Gen and Gaijin Biker would especially get off on this movie if they knew that the bikes filmed on the Bonneville flats were Ducatis (not to dis the featured Indians or Triumphs, though).
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Kaki King – Playing With Pink Noise
When we first heard of Kaki King, we had only one thought, what a strange name. However, that seems kind of superficial after you hear her play. (The video takes a while to load so you might want to pause it once and let it load all the way before viewing, so you can see it without it stopping partway through.) We are big fans of her playing style, and yes, before you ask, T has tried playing along to this clip. It was pretty funny to watch: He’s convinced either the lip piercing or breasts give her an unfair advantage. Her site is pretty cool, too: kakiking.com
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Corporate Green
This is a very, very interesting diagram: Corporate Ownership of Organic Food Companies Something to think about the next time you go shopping at Earth Foods for organic soybean carab tofutti w/vitamin C-enriched daikon sprout topping. Corporate ownership of organic food isn’t necessarily bad in my mind, it’s just funny that, say, Crispy Sugar Bombs and Rutabagels have common roots.
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Spam Patterns
So the latest trend in comment/trackback spam is furniture. Ceiling fans, wood flooring, wood cabinets, etc. May I just point out the fact that this is retarded. In addition, the very latest spam was about “oral herpes genital pictures.” Now that is some sick shit. In a perfect world, spammers are Tokyo and I am Godzilla.
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Warabi mochi trike
Traditional Japanese tricycle used by warabi mochi vendors. I think this was taken in front of the guy’s house! The trike was just parked on the street in front of the house, and the front door was open.
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Radar Detector
My trusty cheap-ass radar detector. I go through one of these every couple years which is how long it takes for the solar panels/battery to run down. I need to run it solar because my Silvia’s cigarette lighter is broken. Come to think of it, that’s a problem I’ve seen on many Silvias, as well as the 240/180sx. Design flaw, methinks.
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Success of 24
Last night I watched a documentary on Flight 93, one I hadn’t seen before. Every time I see photos or footage from 9/11, it still makes me tear up a bit… Right after it finished, I watched the new episode in the great adventures of Jack Bauer. And suddenly, I understood why I’ve liked the show from the first episode I ever watched. There are some seriously evil fuckers in this world who just need killing. And I wish someone would hurry and send Jack after them.
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Double Mario
wow.
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(Our Great Leader Be) Pimpin’ the Cold North
(Kim sez, “Click to see full size, comrade!”) Omigod that’s some funny shit. (thx han)
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Hooky
Some of my colleagues are on a company ski trip to Hokkaido. I guess it’s an allowed day off on this fine Monday, because they keep bombarding my keitai with pics of white slopes and messages like, “having fun?,” and, “gambatte kudasai!” Bastards. G-man, at least, is for some reason being nice and sending non-ski related Engrish-esque findings up in Hokkaido, so I thought I’d post them here: Um, I guess if you make them, they will come. There’s a bestiality joke in there somewhere. Meanwhile, to all of you bastards skiing today: God Will Punish You! A pox on you! A thousand years of morning exercises and pointless safety…
