while all of you (well, maybe not ALL, but i like to speak in ultimates) were freezing your tushes off in january, i was drinking mai tais out of coconuts on the beach in hawaii, celebrating what would have been sailor jerry’s 100th birthday. i cut them myself! don’t you want to hear all about [...]
there are some things that, no matter how many times i see them, never fail to make me laugh: abbath don’t feel like dancing, abbath himself, people being scared (“you know what i can’t find, is my tommy hilfig -”), batman’s scary voice, people dressed in animal costumes. by the way, this used to be [...]
i’m not that knowledgeable about art. i mean, i know what i like, what’s aesthetically pleasing to me, but the openings i attend are few and far between and usually depend on how much free wine is being served. you’ll never find me standing in front of a piece, stroking my chin, and making grandiose [...]
white ring (and irma vep, too) – lxc999: oOoOO – hearts: everything about this is underrated, too: <3 miami bass.
last week, i went to see craig mod speak in a lecture titled “post artifact book design thinking” at the school of visual arts. sounds pretentious, right? it, surprisingly, was anything but. sure, there were bespectacled, bearded, clarks-wearing, full-sleeved design students, but also a dude next to me who reeked of booze and kept burping, [...]
dear mr. ernst, if i were to come across just one of your original pamphlets une semaine de bonté in a dusty old used bookstore…sigh. do you know what i would do? oh, i can’t even tell you. i know you’re dead and all, but… we’ll have musty tea that tastes like the books in [...]
it’s been a while, no? how are you? i’m good. and i also feel really important. i got my first cease and desist! for “willful and unlawful infringement”! i love legalese, and i love that i apparently was WILLFUL. watch me be willful right now: it’s not really that exciting, is it? well then. in [...]
hey y’all, i’ve moved! i now live in this place called crazyperson dogland. it’s way up the hill from crazylady catland, but don’t get it twisted – it’s nowhere NEAR dolphinsarelikehumansville, and not even in the same zip code as therianthrope crazyburgh. i’d get lost trying to find those two places, amirite? anyway! my french [...]
when i was a little kid growing up in gainesville florida in the 70s and 80s, two of my favorite places were the local library and the used bookstore. my mom and i would spend hours at each. the library was where i first learned what the “occult section” was, and how unhappy my mom [...]
i hate that phrase. i also hate the verb – sometimes used as a noun – “branding”. it makes me think of what i used to see my grandpops do to our cows: blowtorch a hot metal poker with “TA” on the end of it (that’s right, the tucker brand is “TA” – perhaps I [...]