What do muppets have in common with Trent Reznor? Nothing...until someone decides to make a truly disturbing and, shall I say, psychedelic video montage of the two.
This is worth seeing.
Friday, July 10, 2009
Friday, June 26, 2009
DREAM JOURNAL ENTRY 6/26/09
I'll work backwards with this one.
I found my self walking down a dirt road somewhere in the Carolinas, I was vacationing, and I knew I would be leaving this small backwoods town shortly. I felt obligated to find some good roadside BBQ, and lo and behold, a small smoker stand was not a block down from where I started off. I don't know where I was, but I was headed "downtown". I was also dressed, oddly enough, in the white sheets of a Ku Klux Klan member, complete with face-covering hood.
Somehow, I thought this was very funny, and not unusual. as though I was walking around dressed for trick-or-treating.
A heavy-set elderly black man drove by in an old pickup truck and looked at me with suspicion, and I suddenly realized I should at least remove my hood. I felt as though my attire was now improper, since I was heading downtown and looking for BBQ.
The BBQ stand was operated by a black man and a white man, both around their fifties, dressed in attire from the 1950s- complete with suspenders and wide-brimmed hats. The meat cooking smelled amazing, it was beef. I ordered a slab of ribs and paid the black man for the plastic plate heaped with food. One of them directed to a folding table which held various BBQ sauces and utensils. I suddenly realized that much of what lay before me, including the tables, smoker, and cash register, were covered in dark red BBQ sauce which had dried to the touch. I then noticed a man sitting in a lawn chair a few feet away from the scene, also covered in dried BBQ sauce. He wore the same type of hat as the other two men, and his hands were both resting on the chair arm rests. He resembled a strange mummy, unmoving. His mouth and nose were sealed shut, and I assumed him dead.
This didn't seem to bother me, and I began to devour my BBQ beef in earnest, complimenting the men on the flavor and tenderness of their cooking.
Then my alarm clock woke me, and I rose, craving BBQ beef.
Coincidentally, my favorite local luncheon was featuring BBQ pork as the daily special today. It was delicious, and I don't recall ever eating a sandwich so quickly.
I found my self walking down a dirt road somewhere in the Carolinas, I was vacationing, and I knew I would be leaving this small backwoods town shortly. I felt obligated to find some good roadside BBQ, and lo and behold, a small smoker stand was not a block down from where I started off. I don't know where I was, but I was headed "downtown". I was also dressed, oddly enough, in the white sheets of a Ku Klux Klan member, complete with face-covering hood.
Somehow, I thought this was very funny, and not unusual. as though I was walking around dressed for trick-or-treating.
A heavy-set elderly black man drove by in an old pickup truck and looked at me with suspicion, and I suddenly realized I should at least remove my hood. I felt as though my attire was now improper, since I was heading downtown and looking for BBQ.
The BBQ stand was operated by a black man and a white man, both around their fifties, dressed in attire from the 1950s- complete with suspenders and wide-brimmed hats. The meat cooking smelled amazing, it was beef. I ordered a slab of ribs and paid the black man for the plastic plate heaped with food. One of them directed to a folding table which held various BBQ sauces and utensils. I suddenly realized that much of what lay before me, including the tables, smoker, and cash register, were covered in dark red BBQ sauce which had dried to the touch. I then noticed a man sitting in a lawn chair a few feet away from the scene, also covered in dried BBQ sauce. He wore the same type of hat as the other two men, and his hands were both resting on the chair arm rests. He resembled a strange mummy, unmoving. His mouth and nose were sealed shut, and I assumed him dead.
This didn't seem to bother me, and I began to devour my BBQ beef in earnest, complimenting the men on the flavor and tenderness of their cooking.
Then my alarm clock woke me, and I rose, craving BBQ beef.
Coincidentally, my favorite local luncheon was featuring BBQ pork as the daily special today. It was delicious, and I don't recall ever eating a sandwich so quickly.
Friday, June 5, 2009
DAVID LYNCH gives "reality television" a new look on the internet.
Whether it's a hit or a miss, David Lynch always manages to involve himself in something very interesting. His newest project, INTERVIEW PROJECT, recalls his "American Chronicles" collaboration decades ago with Mark Snow, which brought television viewers weekly slices of unique Americana. I won't go into details about INTERVIEW PROJECT, Lynch's delivery of what it is shouldn't be missed.
Enjoy.
http://interviewproject.davidlynch.com/www/#/about
Enjoy.
http://interviewproject.davidlynch.com/www/#/about
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
Welcome to my first installment of "The Tao Remixes", wherein I tweak and reword words of wisdom to funky effect
From the Tao Te Ching, chap. 38
Who knows heaven's death?
Who knows reason's death?
He who is fearless.
He who is good.
He who hates heaven is good at laying plans,
He who is fearless of heaven will get good at laying,
may be coarse, but lets nothing slack slip through.
The way of heaven attracts the timid.
Hate heaven.
Who knows heaven's death?
Who knows reason's death?
He who is fearless.
He who is good.
He who hates heaven is good at laying plans,
He who is fearless of heaven will get good at laying,
may be coarse, but lets nothing slack slip through.
The way of heaven attracts the timid.
Hate heaven.
Saturday, April 25, 2009
Dial "666" to support your midwestern atheists (or, drop the good guy badge)
I found this news article when I Googled "atheism news". Last winter I'd read of the bus advertising in London, and the American contacts wishing to capitalize on the idea, spearheaded by a lively young girl and promoted by Dawkins himself.
What I don't identify with (never mind whether or not I actually agree, that's a moot point) is this group's paranoia of being viewed "negatively". As if atheism is somehow "evil" or "lawless".
Oh, wait...we might one day uncover the root of all those horrible crusades and inquisitions throughout history to be none other than a vast network of hidden disbelievers. Or maybe the sexual abuse perpetrated by countless clergymen toward members of their own flock was actually a smokescreen. Atheists were so damn smart that they pinned it on the church guys and got away slick.
Unlikely.
Bottom line is: atrocities have been done in the name of many gods. People can "reform" or "apologize" all they wish on behalf of their faith, it doesn't erase the facts. That said, I find it in very bad taste that these particular atheists would lower themselves in such a manner.
Shame on you. A little backbone goes a long way.
Addendum:
Upon consideration of socialist and communist states which have also comitted murder in the name of atheism, I would like to point out that, in many other's opinion beside mine, atheism, when wielded for control of the masses, becomes a religion.
In my opinion, atheism should no more be forced on individuals than any other particular religion, in a "free" society.
What I don't identify with (never mind whether or not I actually agree, that's a moot point) is this group's paranoia of being viewed "negatively". As if atheism is somehow "evil" or "lawless".
Oh, wait...we might one day uncover the root of all those horrible crusades and inquisitions throughout history to be none other than a vast network of hidden disbelievers. Or maybe the sexual abuse perpetrated by countless clergymen toward members of their own flock was actually a smokescreen. Atheists were so damn smart that they pinned it on the church guys and got away slick.
Unlikely.
Bottom line is: atrocities have been done in the name of many gods. People can "reform" or "apologize" all they wish on behalf of their faith, it doesn't erase the facts. That said, I find it in very bad taste that these particular atheists would lower themselves in such a manner.
Shame on you. A little backbone goes a long way.
Addendum:
Upon consideration of socialist and communist states which have also comitted murder in the name of atheism, I would like to point out that, in many other's opinion beside mine, atheism, when wielded for control of the masses, becomes a religion.
In my opinion, atheism should no more be forced on individuals than any other particular religion, in a "free" society.
Monday, April 6, 2009
THE BEARD IS BACK
Not every beautiful thing is dead which has been swallowed up in silence...perhaps it is only sleeping.
Arthur DeGobineau
Tragedy struck yet again, when a few weeks ago I accidentally erased an obvious portion of my beard. The beard I had so carefully cultivated over a few months of trial and error, first determining the correct shape by which to compliment my handsome face, then nurturing its growth, trimming in some places, allowing others more length.
It had become a work of art, a testament to my understated asthetic genius. Until I inadvertantly cropped a section of my lower left jaw. I had removed the appropriate guard to trim...something else.
But it's back with a vengeance now. And it's only getting better as it fills into all the right places. Women will quiver and emo kids will lower their gaze. Rough-handed lumberjacks and powerful men will nod approvingly when my beard walks into the room.
Are you ready?
Arthur DeGobineau
Tragedy struck yet again, when a few weeks ago I accidentally erased an obvious portion of my beard. The beard I had so carefully cultivated over a few months of trial and error, first determining the correct shape by which to compliment my handsome face, then nurturing its growth, trimming in some places, allowing others more length.
It had become a work of art, a testament to my understated asthetic genius. Until I inadvertantly cropped a section of my lower left jaw. I had removed the appropriate guard to trim...something else.
But it's back with a vengeance now. And it's only getting better as it fills into all the right places. Women will quiver and emo kids will lower their gaze. Rough-handed lumberjacks and powerful men will nod approvingly when my beard walks into the room.
Are you ready?
Saturday, February 28, 2009
BITCH, GET OUT OF MYSPACE!
Please note that names have been removed to protect the innocent. File under: "Problems in the aboveground".
The following exchange with a complete stranger is more than enough reason to get involved in Murdoch's machinations. Granted, it has value in advertising, but it really is so much more...
Hello,
How are you doing out there?
How is your health because that is the most important thing to me a lot...Hope all is well with you out there?If so glory be to almighty God...Who keep me and you to see today Glory be to his Name...I was attracted to your profile and i decided to write you to be friends if you don't mind. My name is Noble, i recently joined this online thing, i'm learning few things about the internet world and i hope you'd be an interesting subject to learn. Feel free to check out my profile anytime and if you find it interesting, don't hesitate to write back directly to my personal email address because i hardly visit this site often. My email address is *********
I look forward to your soonest response. Until then, take good care of yourself and remain blessed.
Best Regards,N---e.
I don't believe in god, J---'s going to hell, and I'm going to puke from your sappy message. If you want to pique our curiosity...show us your tits. Otherwise, hit the road. Nobody here needs saving.
Sincerely,
Justin
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