April 2009
6 posts
Youtube kicked April Fools' ass →
March 2009
91 posts
Yay! Yay! Yay! My President in my city!
“What drives me as an artist is that I think everyone is unique, yet everyone disappears so quickly. I made a large work called The Reserve of Dead Swiss (1990) and all the people in photographs in the work are dead. We hate to see the dead, yet we love them, we appreciate them. Human. That’s all we can say. Everyone is unique and important. But I like...
Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day...
– Shakes, Macbeth
David Hockney's horror after trees he was half-way... →
(David Hockney’s FML moment.)
and in the pond
broken off from the sky
my feeling sinks
as if standing on...
– Rilke via Twombly
Ma: http://www.comcast.net/data/fan/html/popup.html?v=1068208979
A: Aww, cute little alligator, swimming in the sea... [Watches video]
A: Oh my god. They killed it?! THEY KILLED IT?!
A: Trauma-tized!
Ma: Good last day though.
Swoon: My boy’s onto something so good here.
[The Relationship between model Agyness Deyn and rocker Albert Hammond Jr. passed away recently, according to a source close to the deceased. It was less than one year old and, contrary to rumor, had not grown into an Engagement. The Relationship was confirmed in June 2008, during an outing to the Songwriters Hall of Fame Induction Ceremony; over the course of its happy life, the Relationship was...
‘They are my favorite food in the whole wide world,’ she said....
– Michelle Obama, in a recent interview with IHT
Reason #98345 to love her
Time Slider →
Via Gawker:
Writing is not a performance art. But given the power and connectivity of modern writing implements, there’s no reason it can’t be. Here’s a time-lapse view of essayist Paul Graham composing a recent piece.
The helter-skelter “Time Slider” movie is a reminder of how tortured and chaotic the practice of writing can be, even for a brief work of nonfiction....
Heathcliff, fill my arms with heather… All they can hold.
– C, Wuthering Heights (1939)
The Photographic Dictionary →
Artist Mircea Cantor’s Fowl Play Provokes... →
Whatev. Their cage is the size of my apartment.
Margaret Atwood. In the Secular Night
M: That is why I told you, never buy anything from the television!
P: But why not?!
M: IT'S. A. SCAM. Now we're out $60- because of what you bought, off the television, when you were bored at home, recovering from your surgery.
P: But Jack Delane? He's not involved in a scam! He's a famous body builder.
M: [Sighs]
P: Im'ma call them back, and speak to Jack Delane.
M: [Sighs, shakes head] They don't have anything to do with Jack Delane.
Cable knit coffee cozy →
For my eco-friendly friends.
C.D. Wright. Personals