January 14, 2010

Schiele Take a Bow

Fake Twitter feed for Nick Cave:

  1. I'm sorry that your coffee's bitter, I'm sorry I've forgotten how to Twitter; it's just that I think my heart and soul are kind of famished.
  2. Refreshing Susie's Facebook profile and sighing. "It's Complicated" -- what can that mean?
  3. Hired a bartender at Murder Salads. Sipping his first creation, a Tamarind Limoncello Jefferson, and grimacing inwardly.
  4. Figured out why L Cohen blocked me when I tried to bond with him over his Lovecraftian gchat status. Turns out "Sukkot" isn't what I thought
  5. Hidden in the attic, eating crisps and complaining to Tracy Pew via Ouija board.
  6. Trying to leave Blixa a voicemail for the past 37 minutes. Still listening to his greeting.
  7. Rifling through the botanical edition of the Poet's Rhyming Dictionary. I knew I shouldn't have ended that last line with "amanuensis."

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Matrix by David Roy

Sculpture. Wow. Cool!

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January 08, 2010

"The Things" by Peter Watts

New SF from Peter Watts: "The Things". It's John Carpenter's The Thing reimagined from the monster's point of view, à la John Gardner's Grendel.

It's better than Grendel, better than the classic John W. Campbell novella Carpenter based the movie on, better than the movie. 7,000 words of pure balls-out hard-edge Weird. It will leave marks on your brain. It's among the very best SF I've ever read. Go read it.

That is, if you "get" SF. Some don't.

 

Via.

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January 02, 2010

klier ftac!

Coca-Cola ad by N. C. Wyeth

The plastic soda bottle was invented by Nathaniel Wyeth, son of the great illustrator N. C. Wyeth.

Actually, he was better than great. He was... Cugat.

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December 23, 2009

techanolgy newws!

so teh hot c ristmasn itam tahhis yheer is teh yapper stopper dog collar! its a gret lital gaget. it booasts 'Seven intensity levels for a wide variety of dispositions' an 'Surgical stainless steel contact points to minimize irritation to the dog's skin'.

teh heaart of the unit is a capacitor teh size of a pintglass form a old fender bass amp. for a slplit secand itll blast ur baloaved animal caompanion with 3200 volts! at the highast powar setign under idael conditiio0nts a mediamsize dog wil literaly burst inta flame! evan hte largast dogs wil be stone dead bafore they hit teh grouound.

so my queestoin to u is not can yuo aford to owan one a these beauties but rathar can you affrod not to? i leave hte answasr to that one up to ur conciscieances ladiesangentlamenan cashonloy pleasethankyou!

BZZZZTTZTZT!!1!1!

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December 05, 2009

gorc eris

so my ggrilfriend jus tol me she got olive bread an i was like 'udde i onyly wantad some of bread!'. she didn laugugh. womemen are wieierd.

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November 16, 2009

Did Mencken die in vain? Pretty much.

Via anthropologist John Hawks, a gem from Rex Stout:

His position in society, his high repute among his fellow men, his nimbus as a master biped.

Nobody writes like that any more, dammit.

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November 11, 2009

ahooe

justst atenadad a pissup ikna berwery! it wen't wel.

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