Thursday, December 27, 2007
Merry Belated Christmas
http://squareamerica.com/xm1.htm
I've only gone through the homemade photo cards so far - they alone are worth the visit.
Here's a site that lists more found photos:
http://www.other-peoples-pictures.com/resources.htm#
Thursday, December 13, 2007
Bad train day
announcement:
"Ladies and gentlemen, I've been asked to inform you that this is not the train you think it is. The train you want is on track 12. Please proceed to track 12."
Friday, December 07, 2007
Monday, September 10, 2007
The marginalization of the largest group of Americans
TV's triumphant overclass
Television continues to grow positively filthy with the filthy rich. And where is the middle class? Demeaning itself for money on reality and game shows, of course
By Heather Havrilesky
So where is the middle class in this equation? In the old days, we'd find them on sitcoms, at the very least. Yet these days, even sitcom characters live sophisticated urban lives in roomy, tastefully furnished apartments or massive homes.
Thursday, August 30, 2007
Friday, August 10, 2007
Modern musicals
Friday, July 20, 2007
Enemy propoganda
Friday, July 13, 2007
Woman vs. wildlife
Anyway, I was in the middle of updating a piece of online help when I hear this thud and scratching on the sliding door. I looked over and there's this groundhog peering into the house like a kid looking into a candy store. I hollered out in fright, thinking "rabies!" and waited for the thing to start foaming at the mouth.
He just stood on his haunches with his front paws on the glass - like he was shading his eyes from the light so he can see better into the house.
Then he went away and started eating one of the plants on the side of the patio.
I don't think I'm safe in my own backyard!
Thursday, July 12, 2007
Where's the Lucky Charms: Jacques Derrida???
http://www.salon.com/comics/boll/2007/07/12/boll/
Sunday, July 08, 2007
Star Ledger series on the Newark riots: myth vs. fact
The push towards the suburbs was codified - the rules of the Federal Housing Authority actually specified that they wouldn't approve mortgages to "crowded neighborhoods" or to "inharmonious racial groups".
Also
AndBy 1967, Newark believed its property tax rate, $7.75 per $100 of assessed value, was the highest in the nation. If taxed at that rate today, an average home in New Jersey - valued at $350,000 - would owe more than $27,000 a year in property taxes.
Even though Springfield and Bergen was largely populated by rental housing, soaring taxes had an impact. Landlords, fearful that making improvements would increase their tax bills, began neglecting their properties.
Even though one of every nine servicemen during World War II was black, only one in 670 mortgages insured by the GI Bill went to black veterans ...
And
Coming north for factory jobs didn't help. After World War II, the nation's economy began shifting from manufacturing toward service-based businesses. Between 1950 and 1967, Newark alone lost nearly 20,000 manufacturing jobs.
"These factory jobs had long been the first rung on the economic ladder that immigrant groups had grasped onto as they climbed upward," said Clement Price, a history professor at Rutgers-Newark. "Suddenly, that first rung was gone. And it dealt a serious blow to the ability of this group of African-Americans to replicate the success of other ethnic groups."
So blacks essentially were stuck in the decaying rentals. Those coming up from the South seeking their fortunes couldn't get a decent-paying jobs in the factories. They couldn't afford a regular mortgage and they weren't allowed to have a subsidized mortgage in either the suburbs or the city.
Friday, June 29, 2007
Tuesday, June 19, 2007
It's Monk Time again
Here's that video:
Autobahn was cool and all, but it's kind of hard to forget guys wearing fake monk wigs, playing large tambourines, and banging on kettle drums.
The Monks seemed to have stuck in a lot of people's minds because a new cover/homage album has been released. From the Village Voice:
Silver Monk Time: A Tribute to the Monks
In 1966, five American ex-GI bar band vets, re-christened the Monks, presented Germany with Black Monk Time. "Uberbeat," they dubbed it: drums directing bass volts, organ jolts, guitar feedback, electric banjo as percussion, echoing harmonies, and pre–Slim Shady chatter, jumping in and out of the mix, right on cue. "It's Monk Time, it's Hop Time," they called, before and after ragging on "Mad Vietcong," James Bond, and "What army? Any army."
Silver Monk Time compiles 29 covers and homages as follow-up to the 2006 documentary Monks—The Transatlantic Feedback. The Fall expertly probe the ripples of "Higgle-dy Piggle-dy," Jason Forrest folds Monks demo tapes into the birthday-suit salute of "Monk Hop," and the Raincoats simultaneously croon and hammer "Monk Chant" 'round the mountain. All this while the 5.6.7.8.'s "Cuckoo" spins right off its peak, brushed by the smoke-ring feathers of Nista Nije Nista's "Kuchhuche."
More at the Voice.
Thursday, June 07, 2007
newspapers: Google News is your friend
Wednesday, May 30, 2007
Friday, May 25, 2007
So confined, yet so freeing
Friday, May 04, 2007
Too clever by half... not really
Ok, so I was intrigued and Googled it.
Turns out, it's a campaign from Ask.com whose mascot used to be Jeeves, that quintessential British butler. According to ValleyWag, Ask is touting that its algorithm is superior to Google's. Ask also staged "a guerrilla campaign against Google's 'information monopoly' in London".
Will it actually get me to use Ask.com? Remains to be seen.
If Ask were really smart, they would have bid on Google for a combination of the keywords "billboard", "algorithm", "Jesus", and "Jeeves" to make searches with those words return Ask.com first on Google's results.
Update: Ask.com doesn't even show up first in Ask.com's search results. :P
Thursday, May 03, 2007
Wednesday, May 02, 2007
Another reason to drink more beer
Beer maker, scientists to create energy
"[Prof. Jurg Keller, University of Queensland's wastewater expert] expected the brewery cell would produce 2 kilowatts of power — enough to power a household..."
Off the grid, but still drunk with power!
Wednesday, April 11, 2007
The War on Wars
So, this is like the drug czar, right? Like the guy who fights the War on Drugs only this would be America's War on Wars?
Wednesday, April 04, 2007
Walking in New York
Thursday, March 29, 2007
Restaurant mini-review
Wednesday, March 28, 2007
The harbinger
Tuesday, March 27, 2007
What could they be doing?
Curious...
Friday, March 23, 2007
Friday, March 16, 2007
Streaming WFMU
Guess I'd better give them some money as this is pledge week and all.
Tuesday, March 06, 2007
There goes the neighborhood
So what nickname do the have for these? Special T? I can't think of anything good since I'm not part of the drug culture.
Sunday, March 04, 2007
Bubba Ho-tep: review
(3 out of 4 chiclets)
Kent and I watched Bubba Ho-tep last night: it wasn't exactly what I thought it was but I still liked it a lot.
Bruce Campbell plays Elvis, who is alive because he switched places with an Elvis impersonator back in the 70s after he got tired of fame and his soul-sucking friends. The impersonator is the one who died from the drugs and so the king is rotting away forgotten in an East Texas rest home, which is cursed by an Egyptian soul-sucking mummy.
Together with a black man who believes he is JFK (Ossie Davis) with dyed skin and a bag of sand where the blown-out part of his brain used to be, Elvis sets out to kill the mummy before the mummy kills him and takes his soul, the one true thing of his he has left.
But fighting the mummy only takes up the last half hour of the movie. Before that, Elvis has to come to terms with how his life turned out. The main mummy of the movie is Elvis.
This isn't one of those New Age-y mid-80s body switching movies. Elvis switched places with the impersonator through a legal contract that was burned to ashes in a big barbeque catastrophe. If Elvis went public with the scheme to reclaim his throne, who would believe him? So after the impersonator died, Elvis was stuck with with his new identity forever. After breaking a hip impersonating himself on stage, Elvis spends the rest of his years in the rest home, all but locked away in a vault.
The inside of the rest home looks not so much like a vault, but more like what Hollywood portrays the inside of an Egyptian pyramid to be. It's very brown: the walls look like they're covered with mud, so much so that the dirt looks like it dripped down the hallway's wainscotting. Dim, torch-like wall sconces light the maze of corridors. And Elvis lies in his bed, almost in state, waiting for death or a reason to come alive again.
Campbell and Davis make a great team and create real characters, not just characatures. At first I wondered why Ossie Davis would want to be in this movie since I didn't think it fit the rest of the body of his work (turns out, Davis was in an episode of Night Gallery), but by the end I knew it was because it's much more than Elvis and JFK Battle the Mummy.
Saturday, February 17, 2007
Another funny coincidence
The Vermonty Python is excellent but since I just happened upon Napoleon Dynamite playing on Comedy Central, I'll have to say that the Neapolitan Dynamite is my favorite pick of the night, if only because of the coincidence. It's kind of like when Kent and I finally watched Eraserhead from our Netflix account after holding onto it for at least two months and it turned out that the night we watched it was David Lynch's 60th birthday.