Archives

An aphorism

Having fun is much better than not having fun.
That is obvious to everyone and yet, for some inexplicable reason, I’m not sure that I undrestood it in my bones until this year.
How silly is that?

Depressing myself

I’m going home now.
I can’t take it anymore.
I need to get myself away from this fucking internet thing. It’s killing me.
I just spent the last hour looking at number director’s reels, shorts, and music videos and the only feeling I have is one of intense overwhelming pointlessness in my peculiar desires to make […]

Melange

Found through Screenhead,
This hard to describe video seems to be what happens when you mix Indians (real Indians with their wonderful food, not faux American style indians with their crappy fry bread and corn) with 1960’s music and dancing and a hopeful mix of crazy Batman-like camera angles.
Man, it’s weird but I love it.

Chris and the holes

It’s not a new band. It’s not even a porno!
Nope. What’s below is a travesty, a tragedy, and a transgression upon all that good and pure and holy. This video is worse than snuff porn. It’s horror and the stuff of nightmares all rolled up into one.
So go ahead if you dare and click on […]

My head esplode

Did you ever have one of those moments where a thought, a notion, a task you taken on to ponder and master completely and absolutely overwhelms you?
A few months ago (my oh my time sure does zip by since it feels like only days ago) I got myself involved in being the DP for a […]

My arms are tired

Something about my previous post about the idiocy of protesting with sign on the street, and the comment therein, triggered a memory of a picture I saw on the web a few years ago.
A merry prankster joined a demontration about the war or the economy or maybe it was just about cruelty to kittens, carrying […]

Nothing more pointless

Is there anything more pointless than protestors on the side of the road with crudely written signs demanding some massive cultural or political change?
“Wow! Your sign saying ‘Stop War’ really brought home the message. Man, I never thought about it like that. I’m going home right now and sending an email to my senator. No […]

Freestyle rapping jelly donut

Should I comment and explain. I don’t think so.
http://www.devilducky.com/media/39511

Wait

Waiting for things to dowload when you’re trapped in a cafe deep in the midst of an open mic can be a curious experience.
You’re trapped. You’re waiting. Time slows. The caterwauling is incessant. Tick…the second hand moves. Tick…the guitarist doesn’t know how to tune. Tick…the poet hates Bush. I think it’s George she hates. Tick…the […]