you just don’t do that

2010.02.17

Wallpaper brigstocke pacman (#263580) – wallbase.net

2010.02.15

Glittering the lily

2010.02.12

The Vagacial: Now Your Vagina Needs A Facial Too – Vajacial vagina facial – Jezebel.

What is up with women who are horrified by their own vag? I have a friend who recently confessed to “having below-the-belt security issues”. I was recently (5 months ago) talking with The Good Witch about this, and I just do not get it. I’m of the opinion that if you aren’t inclined to be attracted to them, you really shouldn’t be judging the prettiness or aesthetic appeal: you’re not a good judge. Who would listen to color coordination advice from a blind dude? Why are some women so repulsed by their own bits?

signifiers

2009.03.09

I was on a date, a long time ago, with this woman. Well spoken, articulate, beautiful, a bit awkward in that way people are on dates. We went to Versailles, this cuban restaurant — it was late and it was the only place open that wasn’t fast food bullshit and she wasn’t familiar with real cuban food, so why not? — and we order and eat, and I finished before she did so I ordered coffee while she finished. The waiter came to take my plates away and mistakenly reached for hers and she snapped at him. I should have known then it was fucked, and in retrospect I can pinpoint that as the moment I Should Have Known Better. Not so much because she treated the waiter poorly, although I suppose that’s a signifier as well, but the look on her face was…I don’t know, rage. Almost a comtemptous snarl.

I don’t know why this came to mind recently; a je ne sais quoi of regret?  My subconscious reminding me that I am a bad judge of people that I’m fond of? Time will tell.

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Guess who’s back? Tell a friend, tell a friend, tell a friend

2009.02.26

It’s the return of the giant link-list email newsletter thing, now consolidated into a blog post for yourmy convenience. Would anyone be interested in an occasional mix-CD?

Bacon. A food so delicious that the bible forbids it. Sin with me: bacon cupcakes, Mike Nelson of Mystery Science Theater 3000 commits suicide by bacon, bacon explosion, get that bacon out of your teeth with bacon floss, chocolate bacon and the coup de bacon, candied bacon ice cream

File under “and people say I’m hard to shop for”: happy vagina t-shirts, aquarium toilet, check out the speakers on her, vagina perfume

File under “like goldy, but with iron”: Catholic church needs to read the bible more, apparently

Questions are a burden to others, answers a prison for oneself: http://www.cliqueclack.com/tv/2009/01/07/the-prisoner-is-free-and-online/

Science! It works, bitches! : Tattoo changes color with glucose levels.

Rob wants to give you a high five!

So…about that salmonella peanut butter: bird shit.

Freebase caffeine

There are no words for Starfish hitler

Science makes a mermaid.

memories can’t wait.

2008.10.28

Erasing selective memories coming closer

One day it’ll be a choice. I don’t like it. I mean, the flexibility is nice to have — especially for something traumatic that you just want to get rid of; war, rape etc etc. But part of your job in existence is to be witness and to work through your pain and evolve yourself. And I can see this being used nefariously — and not just in a paranoid Phillip K. Dick dystopian future kind of way, either.

I had (or have? I dunno. We’re still “friends” on facebook) a friend who called me up. Let us call her Agnes. She had broken up with the love of her life because shit happened and anyway, time heals wounds etc etc and several years and a marriage later she gets an email from him out of the blue “i fucked up, you were great, if you’re still angry I don’t blame you but i just wanted to tell you i know you were great” etc. Long story short, they got back together (and are still,) and as far as I know are deliriously happy together. Which is all well and good — forgiveness is a nice thing, after all, and happiness is a bitch to find, so you gotta work for it. Except about two months into their newfound love she calls me out of the blue saying “hey how do you permanently delete files from a Mac?”. I tell her and hang up and then go “Wait. She doesn’t have a Mac.” But I know my friend, and on a hunch (I’m usually really good at these) I call back and tell her off for deleting his pictures of his ex from his computer. Quite frankly, I feel a bit used and dirty and I am Seriously Unhappy about this, so perhaps I am less than nice. She gets mad, tells me he’s backing up the pictures later (…but she’s deleting them now…? just distraction BS…) and anyway I don’t know the situation. I tell her that it’s hardly fair for her to decide what memories he gets to keep, because they’re his memories, after all. She gets mad and repeats that I do not know the circumstances, and I say she’s right, mea culpa, if I’m wrong, please forgive me. She says nevermind and it’s ok, don’t worry about it and since then we haven’t spoken. Which leads me to believe that I was right. But enough about that.

So now think of someone demanding this of you, literally of your memories. Or doing it against your will. Note that one of the reasons given for not freeing some of the Guantanamo Bay prisoners is not “they’re dangerous terrorists and we can’t let them go” but rather “they’re totally innocent but they know too much about our information extraction (viz, torture) methods to be let go”.

Here, have some sonic yoof “Nevermind (what was it anyway)”:

Sleep tight, kids.

the funny part is that there was a storm

2008.08.04
so i tell my friend Little Trouble Girl that my right nut’s been itching all day off and on.

she says “maybe a storm’s comin’ “

words of advice for young people

2008.06.11

I just sneezed. I was eating potato salad. If you have never tried to sneeze while chewing potato salad, I recommend that you avoid finding out what this is like. I now have potato salad in my sinuses.

fuck was i

2008.04.21

artist is Jesse Owen Youngs, song is “Fuck Was I”

Guess who’s back, back again. Tell a friend, tell a friend, tell a friend.

2008.04.12

Hey Ladies, he’s 22 and single: http://www.bmezine.com/news/guest/20080318.html

I cannot stop singing and dancing along to the Wombat’s “Let’s Dance to Joy Division”: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gyCi4CMD29w

Everything old is new again, part 9843: V TV series to be remade: http://io9.com/378520/closer-than-ever-to-a-v-movie-and-new-series

Previously on LOST: What?

Hey, remember Silence of the Lambs? Great Movie, huh? Remember when Clarice tries to bribe Hannibal Lecter by promising him a reassignment to Plum Island, home to Animal Disease Studies? Hey, guess what’s in the news!? http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20080411/ap_on_go_ot/animal_disease_1

I have been listening to JWZ’s mixtapes pretty exclusively for the last week or so. They are made of 100% pure awesome. http://www.dnalounge.com/webcast/mixtapes/ They are in fact, how I found that “let’s dance to joy division” song. In the admittedly unlikely case that you were wondering who JWZ is, if you’re using Mozilla/Firefox, he’s responsible for that. http://www.jwz.org/

I may have, once or twice, mentioned how awesome I think Phillip K. Dick’s short stories are. Have I mentioned that he was fucking crazy? http://www.philipkdickfans.com/weirdo.htm

I love old world maps, especially old world maps of the old world. Wait, that came out wrong. Anyway, here’s a cool site all about strange maps: http://strangemaps.wordpress.com/

Awesome? AWESOME: http://www.yuppiepunk.org/2008/04/a-not-so-complete-history-of-literary-tattoos.html