Tuesday, December 29, 2009


Just once on the original Star Trek I wish Nichelle would have went here. Put everyone on the bridge in check and just moved on. Is that a My Life with the Thrill Kill Cult sample I hear?

Wednesday, December 23, 2009

Tuesday, December 22, 2009

Friday, December 18, 2009

2009 in photos


Some incredible photography here.

Thursday, December 17, 2009

Gurl I just shit my pants!


This totally reminds me of a friend who I used to work with that shit his pants while at work. He was ill so it wasnt like he just shit himself. Im a giant bastard and it ranks with some of the funniest moments of my entire life.


"One of the options we turned down had
a sperm coming down with the words
'Joy to the World'."

Wednesday, December 16, 2009

Happy Christmas Brazil!



"We think it could have only been by penetration because we found needles in the lung, the left leg and in different parts of the thorax. It couldn't have been by ingestion," Soltoski said

Tuesday, December 15, 2009

High Concept






I used to make commercials but I was doing spots for ranch outfitters and car dealerships. Sometimes I got away with stuff but with zero budget it always turned out really bad and somewhat distasteful.

Monday, December 14, 2009


"It's never too early for my baby to start looking glamorous like Beyonce! I wouldn't be caught dead without my lacefront and my baby won't either!"

Michael Alvarez
"I Love My Little Dog, And My Doggie Loves Me"
oil on board
17 x 18.5 inches

Saturday, December 12, 2009

Thursday, December 10, 2009

Today is a good day to die!

I just now went to put eye drops in my eyes, twisted the cap of the eye drops off and dropped it. While it was falling I thought wouldnt it be fucked if it landed in the toilet at which point the green cap bounced off the edge of the sink heading straight for the blue water in the somewhat clean, freshly flushed toilet. It really wouldnt be that big of a deal I thought just wash it off whatever, and then it bounced on the inside of the bowl across the water and to the other side where it ricochet out landing at my feet.

17 minutes and you

PLAGUE - OFFICIAL SCREENER from Matt Simpson on Vimeo.


By far one of the most brilliant pieces of zombie work I have seen in the last 10 years, on level with 28 Days Later and [Rec]. Read more about it here.

Thursday, December 3, 2009


Thinking this is fake but I would cut a bitch...

Incredibly interesting story on Henry Molaison who suffered from the worst case of amnesia ever. Wonder if in those 30 or so seconds he ever put together what was happening to him? Live brain mapping.

Wednesday, December 2, 2009


Saw this on Eat Me Daily, the only food blog you will ever need. Besides Food In Real Life.

Tuesday, December 1, 2009

Random...





Collecting random junk from blogs and all over the place, anything that really gets my attention in some way or another. No idea where I found any of these pics, the interwebs are huge.

Got this from here. Pj seems really chill and his tumblr is an afternoon well spent.
The Kotaku comment that made me laugh out loud today
D-K, Anarchist
06:53 PM
Man... that's a whole lotta lunch-money..

Friday, November 27, 2009

Wednesday, November 25, 2009

Wednesday, November 11, 2009



They could auto-tune all the virals I have ever seen and I would probably sit and watch them all over again.

Giant rowbits will destroy you!!!

Saturday, October 31, 2009



This astonishing 18ft drawing of the world’s most famous skyline was created by autistic artist Stephen Wiltshire after he spent just 20 minutes in a helicopter gazing at the panorama.

Happy Halloween!

Friday, October 30, 2009

Monday, October 19, 2009

Joe Jervis: I've never seen counter-protesters at an anti-bashing rally. I don't know what it means. It worries me.

Thursday, October 8, 2009



Been going through the comics that survived my 20's and I really sucked as a collector. I collected stories and covers mostly but never full runs of anything. Came across this rogue issue of Images The Crow #6, awesome painting by Kent Williams on the cover and really heavy but decent writing. Too bad they killed this with a bunch of horrible hollywood ideas and sequels that just didnt work.

Monday, September 28, 2009


There is nothing more surreal then when the theme music from Six Feet Under shuffles onto my ipod while I'm mowing the lawn.

Everything to nothing

I'm not complaining yeah
I was just saying
I'm a man, I'm a lost one you see?
Come down with me to a place
We'll get clean
And we'll meet with them eventually

You mean everything

I don't know much but a crutch is a crutch
If it's holding you from moving on
I don't know what to do
Not anymore
Not anymore
And you
Well you mean
Everything

~Everything to nothing, Manchester Orchestra
Bill Clinton: 'Vast right-wing conspiracy'
as 'virulent' as ever

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Saturday, September 19, 2009

Sunday, September 13, 2009


Recently I found a Newsweek from December 4th, 1978. It focuses mainly on the Jonestown Massacre which happened a few weeks earlier. The whole thing is just so hard to imagine and Newsweek's coverage is mind blowing. The most incredible account is a side bar by Chris J. Harper detailing his trip to Jonestown:

I had flown to Guyana's capital of Georgetown, heading to Jim Jone's commune, in the same single-engine Cessna that members of Ryan's party had taken. The bullet holes in the front passenger door had not yet been repaired, and the back of one seat was still smeared with blood of one of the victims. We landed at Port Kaituma, where the second plane caught in the shoot-out, a Guyana Airways green and yellow twin-engine Otter, had not been moved; Its left tire was still flat, punctured by bullets.

The soldier was polite, helpful, eager to tell me what he knew. But he would not go near the bodies, and neither would a third soldier I tried to talk to. He concentrated on ignoring everything around him. He had wrapped a fragrant nut in a handkerchief, and stared sullenly ahead, breathing the aroma deeply as if it could eliminate the stench that pervaded the camp.


The ads in the Newsweek are mainly for insurance, alcohol, cigarettes and cars so not much has changed with the exception of cigarette ads which you don't see much of anymore. Aside from the Jonestown stuff the other thing that got my attention was a write up in the regular television section regarding 2 new game shows: The $1.98 Beauty Show and The Cheap Show. Both of these shows sound just like most of the cheap garbage that passes for television now minus maybe the phony moral code that today's shows drip with.

No Regrets: From a strictly feminist perspective, this program makes the Atlantic City spectacle seem like a National Organization for Women consciousness-raiser. Bodies of virtually every age, contour and girth are stuffed in bikinis and trotted about like exhibits at a cattle auction. Performing talents are stretched to the most grotesque lengths; an over-ripe baton twirler named Trixie scored exactly three catches in twelve attempts. All the while, emcee Rip Taylor leeringly twirls his handlebar mustache as an off camera announcer machine-guns sexist jokes. Introducing one buxom lass, he quips: "Maxine's wildest dream is to tie her shoes without falling over."

Where exactly did this spot play?

Saturday, September 12, 2009

Meet Sir Julius Andreas Gimli Arn MacGyver Chewbacka Highlander Elessar-Jankov

Julie here changed his name to make the statement that its possible to be serious and at the same time take the name you like. I expect we will start to see videos from Shatner and his daughter on youtube in reference to why Julius did not include Tiberius in his serious name.

Friday, September 11, 2009

Ich Bin Otaku


I visit Kotaku several times on a daily basis. I like the commentary between the editors and like to be teased through out the day with trailers and news from events I will never visit. Its also one of the few places where the regular writers and even the message boards are typically readable. Very little fighting back and fourth and gems like this in relation to a story about a huge papercraft Link:

"All other papercrafters should get off the stage. Cause this guy just dropped the papercraft mic"

Thursday, September 10, 2009

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

This man is grum-pay


I hate having to go to Walmart and so does Roger Stephens. This guy is the Charles Bronson of the Walmart world, a true vigilante in the fight against noisy annoying children at Walmart.

Sunday, August 9, 2009

Ewwww!



So have we really become so desperate that we are making people like this internet celebrities (at least in his head). According to a few video game forums the fact that this kid is a complete piece of smeg is his appeal. I just dont get it? people like this are killing internet gaming for adults. This is the douche bag that gets all pissed off when you hit the wrong button in whatever game and he immediately passes judgment on you disconnects and then runs to a forum to bad mouth. This is the tool that with one failed attempt at a boss, disconnects bad mouths you to his guild and tries to make you an outcast in an MMO. This is the guy were all talking about when we bitch about all the immature kids in on-line gaming please stop making him special. Dont get me wrong he is free to make whatever videos he wants and put out whatever kind of statement he feels but the hero worship of this greasy little fella is gross. That fake laugh at about 7:40 and then the rest of the video sums this kid up in a nice tight little package. Thats awesome that you're good at video games too bad you're an absolute stain on humanity. He somewhat reminds me of a Brooklyn version of that gay kid that used to go to Walmart and bitch about how all the white trash dressed.

Saturday, August 8, 2009

John Hughes 1950-2009



Like everyone else mostly over 30 Im sad that John Hughes died. I never really realized how big of an impact his career had on American culture until now. I lost interest sometime about mid 90's, looking back I dont think Hughes really fell off or anything he just stopped writing movies for himself and started writing for his family. Of course as with all things the forums and message boards are whining, yeah the Long Duk Dong thing is racist but in no way is it hateful. I understand that many Am-Asians probably took alot of shit in the 80's for that and that sucks but it had nothing to do with Hughes. I personally relate... things like this got me made fun of growing up, its still a funny well written bit (about stereotypes no less).

Sunday, August 2, 2009

Friday, July 24, 2009

Great News!


I'm getting married! I think people should have the right to marry anything, including pieces of electronics and television shows. The Colony is now my fiancé, I love this show. I would consider myself a fan of horror, a fan of film in general as I tend to really like just about everything. My favorite genre in film, print whatever has always been the stuff with post apocalyptic settings. Human beings retaining that base animal instinct of survival has always been scary but also very appealing to me. Sometimes I think the zombie apocalypse is right around the corner and though not zombies by traditional standards I dont think anything is too far out of the realm of real life possibilities. Reanimation studies and hardcore neurogenesis labs are being run all over the world both publicly and privately funded, I bet the shit they got going on is horrifying. If any of that were to get out of control well then you end up with just about every plot from any piece of zombie fiction ever.

sorry about that, I guess, no not really...

Self indulgent, gross... im a piece of shit, I dont care anymore. One thing I have learned is that if life is not about indulging yourself as much as you possibly can before you get shit on or die then what the fuck is it about. You might have a few special people in a lifetime that you are actually truthful with. People you are deeply honest with through and through and they return every bit of that truth and thats what makes that relationship so solid. The rest are to be shit on lied to and used up and no matter who you worship, no matter what kind of person you might be it just cant be helped. Yes its a negative, emo, shit way of looking at things but no matter whats wrong with me it doesnt change whats wrong with the world. I know "good" people exist I just dont know very many of them.

Getting Smaller

mis⋅an⋅thrope  /ˈmɪsənˌθroʊp, ˈmɪz-/ Show Spelled Pronunciation [mis-uhn-throhp, miz-] –noun a hater of humankind.

Also, mis⋅an⋅thro⋅pist  /mɪsˈænθrəpɪst, mɪz‑/ Show Spelled Pronunciation [mis-an-thruh-pist, miz‑]

Origin:
1555–65; n. use of Gk mīsánthrōpos hating humankind, misanthropic. See mis- 2 , anthropo-

mis·an·thrope (mĭs'ən-thrōp', mĭz'-)
n. One who hates or mistrusts humankind.

[French, from Greek mīsanthrōpos, hating mankind : mīso-, miso- + anthrōpos, man.]

mis·an·thro·pist (mĭs-ān'thrə-pĭst, mĭz-)
n. Variant of misanthrope.

Wednesday, July 22, 2009

You know what? Fuck you...

fuck you for abondoning me
fuck you for lying to me about shit that doesnt even matter
fuck you for thinking my life revolves around yours
fuck you for using me
fuck you for deciding your gonna stop reading here, coward
fuck you for always taking me for granted
fuck you for choosing her
fuck you for being six hundred dollars
fuck you for manipulating every fucking person you have any contact with
fuck you for not being an art fag when it matters most
fuck you for never challenging me
fuck you for being a gossip monger with your loved ones
fuck you for being phony
fuck you for calling 20 times a day
fuck you for always taking her side no matter how wrong she is
fuck you for bringing the mentality of a 10 year old to everything in your life
fuck you for giving up on me
fuck you for telling me everything I ever gave you was wel-fare shit (diaf you bitch)
fuck you for being just like every other state daycare baby mama stereotype
fuck you for liking the Soprano's
fuck you for having a weakness for phony goth bitches that play wow
fuck you for always showing up early and always leaving late
fuck you for expecting me to do more then you when you ask for my help
fuck you for trying to deny your gambling problem, everyone knows how bad it is
fuck you for not helping me clean up dad's life after he was gone
fuck you for the same when I lose my mom
fuck you for not understanding that were all animals
fuck you for never knowing who I was or really caring about who I could be
fuck you for making me a drug addict
fuck you for claiming I have a problem and using it to hurt me instead of helping me
fuck you for being a cunt
fuck you for sucking at video games
fuck you for not understanding what antisocial means
fuck you for thinking your clever
fuck you for turning everyone against me
fuck you for being married
fuck you for adding a 3 wolf moon t-shirt review rendering the original not funny
fuck you for not getting the concept of anxiety
fuck you for turning everything into a race issue (your the problem)
fuck you for dragging it on long after it was over
fuck you for ruining my family
fuck you for never calling me
fuck you for spreading videos of inebriated family members around
fuck you for being so cynical and ruining modern film
fuck you for making me feel bad about myself
fuck you for getting up to go potty and getting shitty about me being awake
fuck you for taking things too far
fuck you for giving me no other choice but to hate you
fuck you for collecting all the ammo
fuck you for calling me out on not calling you out while Im calling you out
fuck you for referring to things from two years ago as in the past
fuck you for then bringing shit up that happened 4-10 years ago
fuck you for wanting to spend an inappropriate amount of time with me
fuck you for crying like a retard the entire time you argue
fuck you for being such a transparent phony manipulator
fuck you for not being nearly as good at it as your mother
fuck you for making me put up with that crippled grumpy fuck while I helped you
fuck you for getting caught
fuck you for making me so angry
fuck you for not knowing anything about me but believing everything you hear
fuck you for being way too easy to manipulate
fuck you for always giving me the shit part of anything I help you with
fuck you for not getting the joke
fuck you for meeting a rich girl and forgetting about us
fuck you for freaking out about something that didnt need to be a big deal
fuck you for letting that destory our relationship
fuck you for being such a dick just take my money and spend it
fuck you for never getting to know me
fuck you for rarely offering
fuck you for spitting on everyones food
fuck you for trying to sit where I always sit and then getting awkard about it
fuck you for letting your dog fuck my coat
fuck you for trying to be the victim every time
fuck you for telling everyone I was gay in eigth grade
fuck you for then making me hide it for the next 8-10 years because I was embarrassed
fuck you for flicking cigarettes at me
fuck you for ripping me off
fuck you for not having any shame
fuck you for criticizing my choices while avoiding any and all responsibility
fuck you for always being the first with a negative, catty, shitty comment
fuck you for blaming everyone else around you
fuck you for threatening me
fuck you for not realizing that mom and I didnt start any of this shit with you people
fuck you for doing construction someplace I need to be
fuck you for being outside
fuck you for never once considering the amount of pressure I am under
fuck you for turning into a crackhead
fuck you for acting like you do everything around here
fuck you for perving on their 18 year old daughter and then hating them till they die
fuck you for thinking your so much smarter then everyone else
fuck you for dying in my front yard
fuck you for vandalizing and stealing lawn ornaments from old people
fuck you for then calling me out for being a bad person
fuck you for using a lie for the reason we never had a relationship
fuck you for all your fucking lies and excuses
fuck you for not calling me for 2 weeks after your first child was born
fuck you for being 16 and allowing your dick of a mother to mow her own lawn
fuck you for being so incredibly lame while trying to be so cool
fuck you for asking to see your seventeen year old nephews cock piercing
fuck you for not acting like a grown women
fuck you for being completely dead to me, someday you will all be gone
fuck you for not even being worth a memory
fuck you for being so fucking white trashy, you Springer show mongolide
fuck you for being so stupid that if your reading this you have to look up mongoloid
fuck you for having to also look up
cunt, a contemptible person... the shoe fits bitch
fuck you for telling my mother to shut her fucking mouth in her own fucking home
fuck you for being so small you would use a baby to hurt people and get your way
fuck you for denying everything you know your lying about
fuck you for contradicting yourself often
fuck you for not playing what I want to hear
fuck you for some of the fucked up porn I found on your computer...wow
fuck you for stalking me
fuck you for not leaving after being asked to leave 3 times
fuck you for laying me off
fuck you for starting all of this shit and blaming everyone else
fuck you for not working
fuck you for making me count all the shit in a truckstop
fuck you for ignoring me
fuck you for leaving me here alone
fuck you for the fake enthusiasm
fuck you for making me question everything about myself
fuck you for slowly fading away from me
fuck you for marrying such a bag of dicks
fuck you for making me be there
fuck you for your biker costume with the like three foot bandana that shit made me laugh
fuck you for not being able to sleep
fuck you for your stupid little barking dogs and being a retard
fuck you for having a gross boyfriend
fuck you for rarely understanding me
fuck you for making me make worthless trips that waste time and money
fuck you for not being interested
fuck you for beliveing that he didnt say "she's shit"
fuck you for thinking we dont know the boys have said worse about her
fuck you for ruining Christmas
fuck you for being successful
fuck you for claiming I slept all day when I worked with you, fucking liar
fuck you for never helping me do shit but expecting me to jump when you need something
fuck you for stealing my confidence
fuck you for being way more offensive then me and getting away with it
fuck you for being so rock-fucking stupid, fucking wolfeses' dude?
fuck you for being that stupid and lying and thinking your getting away with it
fuck you for expecting way too much for way too little
fuck you for always being in the way
fuck you for being such a racist, hateful, homophobic dick sore
fuck you for inviting your high school buddies and girlfriends to watch my dad die
fuck you for most likely molesting those retarded boys
fuck you for killing those people and not even getting the money
fuck you for being in a group of nine while food shopping
fuck you for stopping
fuck you for making my computer not work
fuck you for posting hipster coversations you have with your friends on your blog
fuck you for thinking that if you say your not pretentious it works
fuck you for trying to be a celebrity
fuck you for wishing she was first
fuck you for constantly bringing up your nephew that not one of us wants to hear about
fuck you for always being there for me
fuck you for making me hate something I loved
fuck you for not updating for days and days
fuck you for asking why is he so mad at me while you keep telling all your lies
fuck you for changing personalities depending on who your talking to at the time
fuck you for being straight
fuck you for having shit on your page that my shit chokes on
fuck you for always trying to sell me something
fuck you for learning everything I could teach you then thinking you were the truth
fuck you for all your whiny drama bullshit
fuck you for not attacking me so I could have tossed you out of my house proper
fuck you for saying the same shit over and over again
fuck you for completly stopping before you turn
fuck you for using your cell phone to ignore me while Im speaking directly to you
fuck you for returning my check
fuck you for being a freak
fuck you for destorying her remaining years
fuck you for treating your wife and child that way, her name is not women
fuck you for making me forget that Im a really decent, nice, caring person
fuck you for scoffing at that since you have no idea who the fuck I am at all
fuck you for comparing me to that pile of shit that dropped out of your asshole
fuck you for being so fucking annoying and not realizing it
fuck you for not coming out
fuck you for always knowing what to say
fuck you for being so lame about being puked on, years later comedy gold
fuck you for being completly sterile when you told us my dad had 6 months
fuck you for telling me my grandma's pot pie tasted like shit, you talked funny
fuck you for not getting back to me after I reached out from a very dark place
fuck you for sqeezing my face and being such an asshole about lost library books
fuck you for being a sleezy cheese ass conwomen
fuck you for being so fucking cool
fuck you for having no idea the amount of shit I do around here
fuck you for thinking you helped me so much when you didnt really do shit
fuck you for helping with 1 out of about 20 or so loads when I moved
fuck you for not helping me put 3 more coats of paint through the entire house
fuck you for being a needy little bitch that cries constantly
fuck you for running over that cat
fuck you for not having anything interesting to talk about
fuck you for already planning the mean shit your going to say to me when mom dies
fuck you for abusing me
fuck you for taking advantage of us
fuck you for not respecting our home, our privacy or really anything
fuck you for being a clique of immature, dick greedy, pigs...your gross
fuck you for being the only person in 34 fucking years that didnt get everyone a gift
fuck you for being a bag about calling Hank after all the shit you done smoked
fuck you for being a psychopathic kwik way employee
fuck you for treating your son like that
fuck you for acting like I always owe you something
fuck you for being a piece of shit because you work at taco bell
fuck you for sitting in your car with the bass up just to be a retarded bitch
fuck you for being a family of stereotypes biker,jock,cunt and baby mama
fuck you for stating that your son would "UhgNever hang out with me"
fuck you for having a lame ass not funny in the least sissy bitch for a son
fuck you for playing the race card the entire time I have known you
fuck you for making me make a way too long list of shit that doesnt really matter anymore




Tuesday, July 14, 2009

The art of life



I would totally spend 500 bones on something like this...

Sunday, July 12, 2009

Growing up...

Video Games from MUSCLEBEAVER on Vimeo.


Apparently this is for the intro of a German documentary. I hope its about growing up in the video game age, thats the nail this clip hit with me. This video pretty much is the evolution of how I matured with games, down to starting with pong and ending with WoW. More about the clip at Kotaku.

Freaks and Geeks

Freaks and Geeks was one of the things that sold netflix to me. Watching it now kind of sucks since it ended too soon but it helped launch alot of young talent. Everyone was on this show Shia LaBeouf, Ben Foster and Alexander Gould (Shane on Weeds, see clip below). Foster giving probably my all time favorite performance of his career so far as Eli the retarded kid. I dont know anything about Foster he keeps himself out of the gossip but its shocking how long I have been watching this guy and I dont get sick of him. Only bright spot in that 30 Days of Night mess and his new shit Pandorum looks cool. The show probably would have failed after about 3 seasons so its good it ended with people wanting more looking back I would rather Head of the Class do that then what we were left with in the end of that disaster so Im happy we didnt have to endure something like that but 1 more season wouldnt have hurt anybody.

Saturday, July 11, 2009


I dont think until seeing this picture that I actually really considered the cultivation process and all the work that goes into bringing pot from the fields to the world's table.

And the reviews are in!!!




So tweets and message boards net-wide are hating on Brüno. Many people reporting walking out at about the 20 minute mark. I can only assume this means that they show hard dick or gaysex somewhere in that first 20 minutes. Brüno was always my favorite part of the tv show, blowing it up for the big screen means pushing the limits of that character as far as they possibly could and after the standard Borat set thats pretty dam far. I have never watched Borat with anyone that didnt get all uncomfortable during any of the male peepee parts and when they wrestle someone almost always started a conversation that had nothing to do with anything i.e. "honey did you pick up the kids today?" "how bout' those Raiders!".

Another one...

One more to add to the viral favorites stack...Took me forever to find this because I couldnt remember what it was called and for some reason my loony bun is fine benny lava didnt pop right into my mind.

LOL



Does her dad (or whoever it was that obviously pushed or tripped her) only have one leg or just an incredibly wide stance?

Mister Lonely


So it was just some odd coincidence that I got this movie in the mail the day after Michael Jackson's death. I added it to my que awhile back and totally forgot about it. I just got around to watching it tonight because with mj everywhere on tv it just seemed a bit overbearing to watch a movie with someone impersonating him throughout. Im happy I finally watched it and didnt send it back unwatched (a dirty ocd netflix habit I need to get out of) because this shit changed me.

I saw Gummo when I was about 24 and it actually helped in making me the introverted prick I am today. As it was a first impression kind of evening with a large group of people, artsy, college, part-time barista types, little bit of buzz about this really underground indie movie Gummo that I had a copy of (I just ordered it off Amazon so I didnt think it was all that underground but these kids were caffeinated) and they all came over to watch it. They left mostly horrified. One girl was crying, boyfriends were pissed it was just an awful night scoring me the moniker of John and Anne-Marie's creepy basement dwelling roommate. However awful they thought it was I absolutely loved it, and when the lights came up I was all like Holy shit! you guys was that not amazing!.! only to be met with people trying to get the fuck away from me and the cat comatose grandma killing movie as soon as they could. They all loved Kids for its gritty raw look at teen sex but I guess a gritty raw look at white trash was just more then they could handle.

Harmony Korine has moved me again this evening. Of course the timing doesnt help because I am so dam sappy so everything involving mj was poignant but it was the stuff that didnt involve mj that really worked here. About 15 minutes in just as I started to really get sucked into Diego Luna's dreamy soft performance as someone who wants to be someone else things seem to go random but I am so happy I stuck with this because Herzog and the nuns is where Harmony has flat stopped fucking around. The movie is tight technically shot with that blink and you will miss the beautiful little details kind of thing which I think lends such a sense of realism its like Im not watching this on a screen shot by a camera but experiencing it with my own eyes live. I think thats what just freaked people out about Gummo, getting that close to those awful dirty gross people was too much. But here I feel spiritually lifted after spending time with the cast of Mister Lonely and I dont get lifted often. And of course the sound is like all of Korine's films dead on with original music by Jason Spaceman and The Sun City Girls (2 separate entities).

Im curious how I will feel about this movie when I see it years from now when mj is just some joke and is pretty much forgotten. I mean some of Luna's dialogue was so very sad and very meaningful in light of mj's death that I know a month ago it would not have hit me as deeply as it did this evening. Everything just a bit more surreal then it would have been given a death free mj. Dancing on a stage with mostly dead celebrities to Cheek to Cheek (heaven, im in heaven) which just makes my mind race with possibilities. Im sure in mj's heaven he is hanging out with people like Charlie Chaplin, Shirley Temple and Little Red Riding Hood though not a dead celebrity this is mj's heaven so he can do whatever he wants. I wonder if mj saw this movie and what he thought of it?

Monday, July 6, 2009

Lately I have been watching alot of French horror, as the French seem to have taken over the job of pushing the envelope that the Japanese have been pushing for awhile now. Titles like Martyrs, Inside and anything by Gaspar Noe (is his stuff considered horror or just totally revolting?) have really given me a new perspective on what gore means to horror and vice versa. But what have the Dutch done for me lately? I first read this synopsis a few days ago on QE:

Internationally respected Siamese twin surgeon Dr. Josef Heiter has a demented vision for mankind’s future existence. He wants to remove human beings’ kneecaps so they have to exist on all fours and then surgically graft them mouth-to-anus to form a centipede chain. When two stranded female Americans arrive at his luxury home-cum-hospital looking for help, his long-gestating plan swiftly moves into chilling action with a shocking force. Kidnapping a third Japanese male tourist he begins the tissue matches, teeth removal and buttock moulding to create his triplet creature.

Well that sounds interesting... today some pictures were released and wow. It all sounds way too Cronenberg for my taste but at the same time looks like something that would make me squirm (not that Cronenberg doesnt Im just too stupid to get most of his stuff). Will have to keep an eye on this. Few pics below, the rest of the pics and the whole story can be found on QE.

Friday, July 3, 2009



Saw this clip here. Ouch, Looks amazing and insanely brutal.

Thursday, July 2, 2009

Smile, Its Thursday!

So I first set off to find the trailer for The Pirate Movie and oddly enough the trailer has been removed due to copyright but someone has uploaded the entire movie in 8 minute chunks. Thats a little much considering its The Pirate Movie, I dont actually want to watch the whole thing just the trailer. Anyway that led me here:



I like this song. I remember liking this song when I was little but dont ever remember actually ever seeing The Pirates of Penzance. I actually thought Major Modern General was in The Sound of Music which made me think of this:



If I were there I would think I was supposed to dance with these people and look like a complete ass flailing around by them. Thats why I have decided that if one of these surprise dance things happens by me live then I will just run away. This clip always puts a smile on my face though. At about 1:40 when those kids all run down the steps thats just pretty awesome.



WTF Bonnie Tyler, WTF?

Wednesday, July 1, 2009




Ok so first if everyone where you live is talking about Trojans new line of sex toys its not ok. I mean I realize that salon chat is just lady for locker room talk but this is wrong on so many different levels. Related and also very wrong, in the senior demo junk catalogues (they sell things like Chia Pets, pill boxes and catheter systems, all in one easy place!) that sex toys and dildos have come out of the closet. No longer will a totally dick shaped purple piece of vibrating plastic have to hide behind the guise of The Stress Soother or Personal Masseuse. Now they have names like SuperStar and Magic Journey and come with all sorts of weird little knobbys, studs and bells and whistles. And as the older lady in this commercial clearly shows older ladies are hip to this sex toy shit. Maybe she worked for a company that had lay offs and since she lost her job she doesnt know what to do so she just brings a laptop and shit from home and sits in her favorite salon all day thinking shes at work. Browsing the Trojan website and planting Trojan Vibrating Touch propaganda all over the salon.

Monday, June 29, 2009

You see, no one's going to help you Bubby, because there isn't anybody out there to do it. No one. We're all just complicated arrangements of atoms and subatomic particles - we don't live. But our atoms do move about in such a way as to give us identity and consciousness. We don't die; our atoms just rearrange themselves. There is no God. There can be no God; it's ridiculous to think in terms of a superior being. An inferior being, maybe, because we, we who don't even exist, we arrange our lives with more order and harmony than God ever arranged the earth. We measure; we plot; we create wonderful new things. We are the architects of our own existence. What a lunatic concept to bow down before a God who slaughters millions of innocent children, slowly and agonizingly starves them to death, beats them, tortures them, rejects them. What folly to even think that we should not insult such a God, damn him, think him out of existence. It is our duty to think God out of existence. It is our duty to insult him. Fuck you, God! Strike me down if you dare, you tyrant, you non-existent fraud! It is the duty of all human beings to think God out of existence. Then we have a future. Because then - and only then - do we take full responsibility for who we are. And that's what you must do, Bubby: think God out of existence; take responsibility for who you are. - The Scientist, Bad Boy Bubby