Friday, January 29, 2010

Muse - Map of the Problematique

Fear
And panic in the air
I want to be free
From desolation and despair
And I feel
Like everything I saw
Is being swept away
When I refuse to let you go

I can't get it right
Get it right
Since I met you

Loneliness be over
When will this loneliness be over?

Life
Will flash before my eyes
So scattered and lost
I want to touch the other side
And no one
Thinks they are to blame
Why can't we see
That when we bleed we bleed the same?

I can't get it right
Get it right
Since I met you

Loneliness be over
When will this Loneliness be over?

Loneliness be over
When will this Loneliness be over?

Bloc Party - Like Eating Glass

It's so cold in this house
Open mouth swallowing us
The children staying home from school
Will not stop crying

And I know that you're busy too
I know that you care
You got your finger on the pulse
You got your eyes everywhere
And it hurts all the time when you don't return my calls
And you haven't got the time to remember how it was
It's so cold in this house
It's so cold in this house

I can't eat, I can't sleep
I can't sleep, I can't dream
An aversion to light
Got a fear of the ocean

Like drinking poison, like eating glass

It's so cold in this house
Come and show me how it was

We've got crosses on our eyes
Been walking into the walls again
We've got crosses on our eyes
Been walking into the furniture
We've got crosses on our eyes
For richer, for poorer, for better, for worse
We've got crosses on our eyes
We've been walking into the furniture

Selleck Waterfall Sandwich


This tumblr has changed my life.

Wednesday, January 27, 2010

Zelda Rubinstein May 28, 1933 – January 27, 2010


Quint on Aicn wrote the most touching obit. I bet Zelda was an incredible friend.

Tuesday, January 19, 2010

Omifuhkingaa!


The lamb’s head had human features on – the eyes, the nose and the mouth – only the ears were those of a sheep. Read more here.

TONY

Saturday, January 16, 2010

"It's just the same as when Rosa Parks decided to sit at the front (of the bus) instead of the back. She was proclaiming her rights as a disadvantaged, African-American older woman. And I'm doing the same...This actually isn't about selling my body. This is about changing social norms."

Marcus, Shady Lady Ranch, Nevada

Thursday, January 14, 2010

Fucking Femmes, just when I needed you most!

I need someone, a person to talk to
Someone who'd care, to love
Could it be you? Could it be you?

Situation gets rough, then I start to panic
It's not enough, it's just a habit
Hey kid you're sick
Well darling, this is it

You can all just kiss off into the air
Behind my back I can see them stare
They'll hurt me bad but I won't mind
They'll hurt me bad, they do it all the time
[Yeah yeah]
Yeah, they do it all the time
[Yeah yeah]
They do it all the time
[Do it all the time]
They do it all the time
[Do it all the time]
They do it all the time
Do it all the time

I hope you know that this will go down on your permanent record
Oh yeah?
Well don't get so distressed;
Did I happen to mention that I'm impressed?

I take 1, 1, 1 cuz you left me and
2, 2, 2 for my family and
3, 3, 3 for my heartache and
4, 4, 4 for my headaches! and
5, 5, 5 for my lonely and
6, 6, 6 for my sorrow and
7, 7 for nonono tomorrow and
8, 8 I forget what 8 was for! and
9, 9, 9 for a lost god and
10, 10, 10, 10 for everything
everything everything everything

You can all just kiss off into the air
Behind my back I can see them stare
They'll hurt me bad but I won't mind
They'll hurt me bad, they do it all the time
[Yeah yeah]
Yeah, they do it all the time
[Yeah yeah]
They do it all the time
[Do it all the time]
They do it all the time
[Do it all the time]
They do it all the time
Do it all the time

Cat box changing, ipod is playing alot of the violent femmes. I am starting to remember who I used to be and trying to get back to that.

This game needs to be made right now! I like L4D, but this seems like a slower feeling of dread, I like the pacing in this. I have had that slow burn in L4D but it always ramps up so quickly especially in part 2, which is what I also love about those games. But I could definitely use an RPG type zombie game. I spent alot of time with Fallout 3 and love that game but every now and then couldnt help but imagine a post apocalyptic zombie thing. Keep all the game play (even vats) but reskin the entire thing so instead of the 50's/sci-fi slant go with a zombie outbreak and the world breaking down that way, not the bomb. Let us play through the outbreak, all the best zombie films show you the beginning and I would love to play that. If Division 9 had a strong rpg, base/character building backbone I could play it forever. Let me live through World War Z in good video game form and I will be your best friend.

Wednesday, January 13, 2010

Monday, January 11, 2010


My favorite find of the day.

Thursday, January 7, 2010

Colour Revolt - Mattresses Underwater

There are places
Some of us can't face yet
And even though we see it
We just swear God's sleeping
So we say

"Ash to ash, dust to dust,
We're all gonna die so we have to
trust in something"
But it's probably nothing
There's gotta be something

Now we mean it in our homes where we're sleeping
We call it mattresses underwater but the gutters are seeping
So we say

"Ask and ask and we'll return
The same favors till its our own turn"
We got ash in our pockets and dust in the urn,
Another forty years for you
And yours to learn

Love was made like a ship at bay, never to see waves
We'll probably all crash anyway

When we see it we don't believe it
We've got our faces made for smiling, but we are weeping
We got ash in our pockets and dust in the urn
Another forty years for you and yours to learn
You say, "all you ever talk about is dying and it's getting so old"

And we say, "love was made
Like some book or a page just ripped out but never read anyway"
And you say "love was made like a ship at bay never to see waves"
We should probably get used to it, but we don't

Now I see it...

She's got her hands in her pockets and she's walking around
She's got a face made for smiling but she's making a frown
She says, "all you ever talk about is letting us down
If you ever see me dying, just put me in the ground"

Wednesday, January 6, 2010

Paper Rival - Alabama

this white trash sunset
no exit off of this freeway
this southern climate
humid kill vultures meal freeway
my redneck mistress
victory for those who leave this freeway
trailer suburbia
prison cell, part of hell freeway

state where fast is always slow
so the wind cant ever blow
hopelessly yours alabama

void of beauty for miles
three tooth smile, change the dial freeway
abandoned autos
one bedroom home for the drunk and stoned freeway
nothing ever sits just right
we'll escape this place tonight
hopelessly yours alabama
hopelessly yours alabama
hopelessly yours alabama

Friday, January 1, 2010

Happy New Year!


I ain't lost, just wandering...