Stewart and Caterina are on the cover of the latest Newsweek, and so I've never been more happy to read a magazine on the subway. (Jarvis is also very pleased as this is the first time anyone he's humped has ever been on the cover of anything!)
March 2006 Archives
The Upanishads of Larry the Cable Guy. "The Cable Guy, whose symbol is UGH, is the omniscient Lord. He is not born. He does not die. He is neither cause nor effect. This Cable Guy is unborn, imperishable, eternal: though our minds be destroyed, he is not killed. He still gets a movie deal."
"Why do you have to be a jerk when someone is nice to you?" When I was a teenager, Benjie made a point of telling me I should learn to take a compliment well if it was offered sincerely; taking his advice then was one of the smartest things I've ever done.
NSFW: "Ad people are perverts." Nice sampling of super slick, highly sexual ads from Europe. I love the second and third ones.
Stevie Nicks portrait cross stitch pattern store on eBay. Made from the work of Johanna Pieterman, even. Someone please make Gold Dust Woman for me?
Crazy with a Z. fourfour put together this amazing, horrifying montage of Liza Minelli's freakishly throaty and inappropriate cackling on Larry King Live. [ via Gawker ]
Jane Birkin got tendonitis from carrying around her Birkin bag. The best part: she ditched it for a sporran, which is basically the old Scottish version of the fanny pack. [ via dj.riceweevil ]
Kotaku's video of the upcoming Legend of Zelda: Phantom Mirror for the DS, which was announced at GDC this afternoon by Nintendo's Satoru Iwata. Listen to the crowd go wild! update: You can see clean low and high-res versions of the video at British Gaming Blog. Phantom Mirror or Phantom Hourglass? I don't care, I just WANT.
The weird thing is, the jelly kind of looks like Andrew and the pudding kind of looks like me. And you know, we totally would be snack detectives right now if we'd known it was an acceptable career path. We'd get all Dog and Beth on the trail of your missing Sno-Balls and Chocodiles.
Small Dog Beachwear. If canis familiaris ever rises up against humanity, it will be partly due to the jackasses who do things like put their dogs in string bikinis.
So apparently Michael Bolton and Nicolette Sheridan are getting married, which is great, I'm happy for them. But two things about this photo:
- My first memories of Nicolette Sheridan are of her as a pretty teenager in a bikini on Knots Landing. How did she grow up to be a drag queen?
- I know Michael Bolton cut his hair short a long, long time ago, and I think we're all happy that he did, but I'm so used to thinking of him with the awful semi-mullet that even now, when I see current photos of him, for the first few seconds I still see the big hair. Phantom hair!
Also: this afternoon I looked Bolton's Wikipedia entry up and someone had just added this note at the bottom of his discography:
Bolton then became recognised as the true form of God, his amazin voice, long flowing locks, manly chest hair and stunning good looks, made this crystal clear. The video of "Can I Touch You...There was undoubtly the greatest video ever, especially the scene where he is emersed in water and he flicks the water and points at the screen is without doubt the greatest moment ever.
Someone had already edited it out when I reloaded the entry this evening.
Alas, I can't seem to find the video for Can I Touch You... There anywhere on the web to verify its greatest video ever-ness (or even my second favorite Time, Love and Tenderness—and stop pretending you don't know the words to this, I know you do) but if you have been craving some Bolton in your life lately, YouTube's got Said I Love You But I Lied. Watch it now, thank me later.
Dave Winer finally manages to alienate his last credible defender. The big surprise is that it took this long, yes? [ via robot wisdom ]
Sanrio.com has the Hello Kitty Waffle Maker for $43.49. I've been looking for this for years, people. Years! If you bought it for me, I would make waffles every single day.
I haven't seen any of Catherine Breillat's films yet, but Daniela got to watch À Ma Soeur! recently and came away from it with these lines (spoken as it turns out by a 12-year-old, wiser than her—and most of our—years):
Women aren't Iike bars of soap, you know. They don't wear away. On the contrary, each Iover brings them more, and you get all the benefit.
I can't speak for anyone else, of course, but for myself I find that to be spot-on. Breillat was interviewed by the Guardian in 2001, before À Ma Soeur! was released; the discussion of "sexual liberation" is particularly interesting.
Sovereign Beck neckwear. Ties so lovely they almost make me wish I had a reason to wear ties every day. [ via Mighty Goods ]
How to Survive a Freestyle Rap Battle. "Tip: If someone beats you in a battle and it gets to you, practice more until you think you're really ready. Then challenge them again: if you win, you will earn a lot of respect back. It's a great feeling, and chicks or dudes will dig your system and flair." [ via Projectionist ]
The Dictionary of Poo Sex. If you didn't need to know what a Dirty Sanchez was, you really don't need to know about the Chili Dog or Hot Trombone. Please trust me on this. [ via buffoonery.org ]
Every once in a while I get so overwhelmed by what I think my blog should be like and how I think I am failing at making it that way that I end up not posting for weeks at a time. This is something that makes me profoundly unhappy—this site is in many ways responsible for most of the things that are good in my life, and I cherish the ability to share things with all of you, even those of you whom I don't know and will probably never meet. It's kind of funny but after my six years of blogging, the piece of writing that's making it easier for me to fall in love with this site all over again is by, of all people, Dave Winer:
Then someday, when you're in the shower or lying in bed in the morning and get an idea that you wish you could tell everyone, remember that you have a blog, and go to the computer, and write it up and publish it. That actually feels pretty good, even if you think no one will read it, because you got it off your chest.
Then in a few days Google will probably visit your site and index the post, and then when someone searches for that subject, your page will come up, and maybe you'll pass that idea on to someone who can use it, or meet someone who agrees, or someone who disagrees. And that's blogging, and that's all it is.
[ via 0xDECAFBAD ]
Le Corbusier painting sans vêtements. See guys, it's not just me who likes to start work stark naked. [ via The Morning News ]
Landocalrissan Butler, 25, of Poughkeepsie, pled guilty to dealing crack yesterday. Landocalrissian! At least he's kind of consistent with his namesake, The Suavest Man in Space. [ thanks, Toddbot ]
Yimay IM'd me this a few weeks back and beautiful as it is, I kept forgetting to share it with you all. Please forgive me?
Cats with Hats magnets. You know, it's Scott's birthday this week...
we*heart*prints is a great new blog that lets you know about lovely art prints you can actually afford. [ via FP ]
Comment spam alert, tips and a new tool. Jay Allen's tips to fighting recent MT comment spam attacks. If you haven't upgraded to MT 3.2 yet, you really should—SpamLookup is fantastic and configured properly lets next to nothing through.
Nick Lachey's Divorce Conditions. "Any time Simpson's version of "These Boots Are Made For Walking" comes on car radio, Nick can legally commit vehicular manslaughter." I have to confess I feel we should all get a get-out-of-jail card from that awful song. [ via ohnotheydidnt ]
Campfire. I didn't think I would come to love it as much and as quickly as I do, but holy crap it totally rocks. Believe the hype! Use it!
lia: did you read momus' post on the whitney biennial?
lia: you should come see it!
andrew: i want to
andrew: can you check to see if there's more "why white guys like asian girls" postings on craigslist while he's in nyc?
This bookcase is a ladder! And a pretty shelf it makes, too. Have to remember to do this in the future.
"How does one lose a bunny in the city, anyway?" Poor little guy.
