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Showing newest posts with label art. Show older posts

Friday, November 21, 2008

Friday, The Lord's Day, Is Not For Fornication. Especially SODOMY.

This is just totally awesome. As you may know, the Mormons perform what they call 'Baptisms for the Dead' which is basically converting dead people to Mormonism. Proxy-Baptisms for dead people - I've actually done this years and years ago when I was a member. Recently some Jews got a little upset because they were baptizing people who died in the Holocaust. Anyhoo, there is a new movement - Converting dead Mormons to homosexuals.

Say Hooray for fellow Texans - looks like a number of people turned out to support science the last few days. 90 people testified in front of the school board - and only one was pro-creationist who showed up. Hooray.

Watch out, Canada! You've got meteorites! Or at least mysterious massive flashes of light that can be seen for miles around. KABOOM! SWOOSH! ZOOM!

This weekend is EAST - The East Austin Studio Tour - and our beloved Where?House is going to be featured. Come by for snacks and art and bullshittery! We are # 84 on the damn map. I don't know how much I'll actually be there - I've got clockwork to do and a fucking real estate broker's exam - but I'm sure an appearance will be made, art gazed upon, and beer drunk. Look forward to seeing those of you in the area, in the area.

Oh fuckall, someone got caught with 20 pounds of weed in Dripping Springs. First the fucking vodka plant blows up, and now this? Dammit Dripping Springs, I've lost all hope for you.

Thursday, November 20, 2008

Link Dumpster Diving

Work on the Clock to burn on New Years is in progress - reports are available here at communityartmakers.com. Speaking of things Burning, please find my list of Alternate Flipside Themes below:

Alternates to 'Freakalicious Safari' :
  • Bea Arthur Takes A Drive Through the Jungle Shooting Queers
  • Freaktard Buttfuckery
  • Cotton Candy Diarrhea
  • Homeless Suicide Bomber Extreme
  • Gee, Let's Have Another Tiki-esqe Theme Fellas
  • Sloan's Sloany Sloan Time
  • Calling One's Self a Freak Does Not Make One So
  • Give Twitch All Your Drugs
  • Dumber Than Green Man
Well. It's a start...

Holy shit, gmail finally got skins! Er, I'm sorry, they are 'themes'. I guess now I can uninstall gmail redesigned now. The planet theme they have now is kinda neat. Also, terminal!

Remember that fuzzy gremlin-furby thing from yesterday? Well, over at Zooillogix, there is a contest to see what it really looks more like. Jabba the hutt? Maybe...

Now for your viewing pleasure - The Bridge, a movie about the Golden Gate bridge, which happens to have the highest suicide rate in the world. I wonder what draws people there to jump? The shitty city and enticing water? Review by shrinks here...

Ever wondered why ants get along? IE why they don't kill each other over the chance to fuck one another? Why 'One Queen, millions of peons'? Well, Darwin had a theory - and it's been proven correct. A special chemical causes the non-breeding ants to effectively never think about sex. Super. Great for them. I'll take my incessant masturbation any day.

ZOMG optical illusions, these never get old. Oh wait. Sometimes they do.

Another brilliant artist I've just came across. His work in the new Darklore is amazing. Well, reminiscent of Alex Grey, but who isn't in today's drug art world?

I take my real Estate Broker's Exam Saturday morning at fucking 8:30 AM. Shit. Shit. Shit. Study study study study. Hurrah!

Thursday, July 31, 2008

Rooster Chronicals: Part III

So I got a bit distracted and went off on a lot of tangents for a while, but it's about time I get back to the main reason I started this blog. Or rather, my attempt to turn a stunt into money ala viral marketing. Except I don't have that many virii, and also, I don't even have a damn product to sell. Maybe KFC? Their chicken seems to make people fucking insane. Anyone wanna advertise on this site? I'll take whatever. Well, let's continue wherever it was I left off.

Poor Heloise! I had done nothing but remind him of his impending death for a while - I found this to be the funniest thing in the whole damn world for some reason. I was getting way too much enjoyment out of taunting this poor rooster. I guess a large part of it was 'gallows humor'. Kinda like M*A*S*H or Catch-22 or something. Like, when bad shit is happening, you have to laugh. Well, I was about to close the peephole on this poor rooster, and it didn't seem to care. I didn't seem to care as well, but inside, there was some apprehension.

For one thing, this rooster was fucking huge! I swear, I've never seen a bigger rooster in my entire life. And alghouth I can't really describe him as cute, I will say he had a certain shine in his poor rooster eyes. I mean, it's not like Heloise was gonna grow up to be in a chicken orchestra or anything. Somehow (the beer played a role in this) I hoarded up my courage and entered the ChickenDome. It wasn't really a dome per say, more like a fenced off garden, but I felt like I was entering a ring of combat. And it was three against one.

Like a gazelle on heroin, I stumbled into the arena. Stepping into the former last meal of Heloise (which just so happened to be chicken scratch, in case there are any historians here documenting last meals) I saw my opponent, fearless until the end. I slowly approached and...he stared at me as if I was his savior. I bent down, scooped him up, and began the walk down the Green Mile. The whole way there, he didn't struggle, or moan, or squawk, or anything. Or if he did, I don't remember it. Really, everything was going very smoothly up until the time we arrived at the chopping block. I think it was about then that Heloise realized the severity of his situation, as he began to struggle.















If not for the courage of the fearless June, the rooster would have been lost...

Tune in next time for the stunning conclusion!

(All pictures from M7 and my brother - thanks a million)

Thursday, July 24, 2008

Days with My Father

http://www.dayswithmyfather.com/

Wow, I'm blown away by this. It's some damn powerful photography. The accompanying text is frightening and informative and makes me feel horrible and wonderful at the same time. It's powerful stuff.

HT Boingboing