Meanderings Archived
03/14/06 - 04/30/06
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Meanderings Archived
03/14/06 - 04/30/06 |
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Hunny Bunnies Sorry it took so long for me to get around to it, here are photos from Mr. and Mrs. McCecil's wedding. A good time was had by all, and all bills were paid in full. Thanks to the newlyweds for a plush party. So, a cooworker turned me on to a few interesting Austin bands, namely The Sword, The Black Angels, and Blackholicus. They're all on the metal side of things, and each works their particular idiom very well. Blackholicus, whose drummer it turns out used to live with McMutton back in the day, is like good early metallica and black sabbath, with a female vocalist and killer drums (hail hail the double bass). Black Angels are great too, kinda bluesy stuff, at times sounding like Everybody Knows This Is Nowhere. In a good way. And The Sword is a perfect companion for a Kyuss fan, with lyrical storylines involving the Huntsman's Owl, the Aurochs, and even the Bastard's Blade. Great. Check them out, if myspace is good for anything, it's getting music out and heard. That, and pedophilia. On the Blogger side of things, I came across this site the other day: Hot Chicks With Douchebags. Highly entertaining. Comment on this entry... |
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Friendship... again? Maybe you caught the little blurb in the news this week: another in a relentless series of myspace related items, this one about a video of two girls fighting while an adult stands idly by. Of course the particular reporter held the whole deal at arms length like a stinking diaper, blithely noting the popularity of amateur fight video on the internet at sites like psfights.com. As the news lady ran through her uninspired script, cover images of bestseller DVDs with titles like "Queen of the Hood," and "Felony Fights" (and their inevitable sequels) scrolled past the screen, with quick, grainy little clips of boys and girls beating the shit out of each other. Recalling the "bumfight" hullabaloo a few years back, I had a dark chuckle at the dependable cycles of buzz that rule the internets. After the report I realized that the piece had equipped me (and anyone else who watched it) extremely well to do my own investigation. Some days later I went through a few of the more popular clips on psfights. I take issue with the use of the word "fighting," as many of these are just senseless beatdowns, and when sound is available it's even more obvious that the subjects are often mismatched and sometimes one or the other doesn't want to fight at all. Still, I was reminded of the few brawls I witnessed in primary school (some of the ones I watched were right square in a classroom) and all the excitement and animal fear that can ripple through a group of people when this types of shit go down. Thankfully it's no longer socially acceptable for us to crap all over ourselves at these occasions... It didn't take too many of these to make me a little sick. I noticed some of the advertising featured on the sidebar, mostly for martial arts books/training and the like, maybe a link or two that mentioned Ultimate Fighting Championship. That got me to thinking about whether there was a difference between the two. Over the past few months, I've watched quite a few UFC fights, mainly because Spike is one of the only channels that comes in on the wetlab tv, which I occasionally watch/listen to while I'm painting. After years of videogaming, it didn't take much for me to be hooked on the various styles and techniques these huge dudes employ to bash each other into submission. I watched a few episodes of their companion reality series Ultimate Fighter, though I forgot all about it for the past couple of weeks. With the amateur video it just seems so retarded. Fucking nature footage. Discovery channel. So can I really defend UFC as being more sensible, just because it's a legal sport? Both people are willing participants, with none of the jerkoff theatrics and posturing in pro-wrestling (which have disturbing real-life counterparts in some of these girlfight videos). Why do fighting games appeal to me in the first place? That's a complicated question, one that will require further meditation. I'm not inclined to get in fights in real life, though admittedly I've rarely been tested (not substantially, anyway, since eighth grade when I slammed a textbook down on this douchebag's head). I guess part of it's gotta be instinctual. That old instinct pigeonhole seems inadequate, almost like a copout. How can you trust your sense of self-awareness after you acknowledge at your core that humans are biological entities, their particular adventures and abilities slave to the achingly slow process of birth, death, and non-random mutation just like any other airsucker around these parts? What are the limits of the filter through which I perceive my surroundings? I don't feel a particular need to populate the heavens with bearded omniscients. I think emotion and the notion of feeling "spiritual" are self-evident phenomena. Learning about the billions of processes that keep us doddering around on two feet doesn't depreciate the mystery for me - each question solved poses many more. Existential macaroni and cheese? No, it's Kraft CHEESE and existential macaroni. Ah just go watch more kids fight, you know you want to. Comment on this entry... |
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If You Liked This News, You'll Love... I love the handy cross-link they provided here: some douche stuck porn in boxes of checkers sold at fucking Winn Dixie, and somehow that's related to nudity and sex in video games. Get your torches, those bloodsucking immoral jew fag hollywood video game makers are at it again. Rad. It doesn't take much to make a connection to the eight year olds stealing a van, either. You mean they didn't they pick up a prostitute and run her over to get their money back? But surely that's in their programming. Comment on this entry... |
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Stylistics
Goddamn, I just can't stand the way this guy does business. Cause I said so. The prerogative president. More like the fucking sun king. Ehhhh.
First reaction to listening to new single "Vicariously": Yes, this sounds like Tool. That's good, because I like Tool very much. But it might be bad because I really don't hear growth proportional to that between Aenima and Lateralus. But that's far from scathing criticism. I'm a fan and I'll take whatever bones they throw me.
I join collegehumor.com in their thanks to Finland for the worst music video of all time. Link from KLube.
You thought it was rain, Beijing. Don't fret if the whole thing blows up in your face: in a couple of years it will be erased from the books like it never happened!
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I Thee Ted
Congrats to Teddy Ballgame and Krowsten on their wedding this weekend. Here's some pictures from the ceremony, reception, and afterparty.
I do have a small sample of McCecil and K-Ra's dancing shenanigans, with Arode providing karaoke vocals in the background. That and video of McCecil's crow dance from late into the first night of his bachelor's party. However, it's on my box.com account and to see it you have to sign up for an account. You're getting a gig free of online storage space in the bargain, so why not? I haven't had any bad experiences with my account. I plan on putting up more videos in the future, so if you care it might be worth your while. Sorry about the mandatory signup, I hate that shit too.
Nice marmot. I'm the only one I know going to Lebowskifest. That is fucking stupid.
The Machine is getting his wedding photo biz up and running: Instant Wedding Memories. Really nice, intimate photos. Talk it up.
I totally forgot how badass the Yeah Yeah Yeah's "Maps" video was. I mean, poseurs sure but the singer is just cool to watch.
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It's Not The Perfume That You Wear
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Wiffle Yourself to Sleep
Blake at bat, K-Lube on the mound. Ton-Loc's "Wild Thing" echoes back from the cliffs across the lake. These were the sights and sounds of Ultimate Wiffle. Unfortunately for Blake, Wilmo, Teddler, Mackus, and myself, awesome arrogant Team Alpha lost to the valiant late-inning efforts of those boorish bitchpitchers on Team Beta). Solace could be found at first or third base. Kudos to McCecil and his well enjoyable bachelor's party. I was there for the more "wholesome" activities on the first night and day after. Those pictures, approved by McCecil, can be found here. If I can figure out how to use that box.com account J-Rob hooked me up with, I'll post some movies of McCecil crowdancing. Yes, crowdancing. There's no commentary with the photo album, but I feel its better that way. For the slideshow I recommend a soundtrack of the most ridiculous rock ballads you can get your paws on.
I forgot all about this 40k match between myself and Mucky - here's that is. The vast Imperial Guard firing line rained down destruction on the forces of Chaos.
The K-L hooked me up with a couple of interesting webbits yesterday: You Got A Big Mouth, Fat Boy and The Post-Rapture Post. That deposition video is a must-see, make sure your browser is open wide, the tables are bad on the page and if it's too narrow it kicks the main material down to the bottom of the sidebar. From that site I also found an interesting Greenpeace photojournalism piece about the Chinese Zombie Ships. Worth a look. Another good photo site I've come across lately is www.warshooter.com. Not everything is enjoyable to look at but I take it as a daily flagellation. Maybe there'll be whole new worlds we can explore here very soon, as we pursue the policy of prevention in Iran.
One of the chemicals I use on a regular basis in the lab has its own webpage - dangerous shit eh?
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Memoirs of a Geisha (2005)
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Walk the Line / Ray (2005/2004)
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Doom (2005)
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DiG! (2002)
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Bend It Like Beckham (2002)
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Toads
We went primitive down at Pedernales Falls State Park this weekend and stayed a night. Compared to past trips it didn't get that cold. Good thing because you can't build fires in the boonies section. Here's the photo album. It was extremely entertaining listening to the scout camp out two sites down. Many familiar characters and conversations.
The Amish Liberation Front is an entertaining UrbanDead group. I think I will start another character just to join and sow chaos in Malton. Sort of like Retributionists in old Necromunda.
Sabadabada.com has four "new" Brazilian records, not strictly Bossa Nova as such, but all four are great.
Katamari Blockacy and other examples of classic video games cast in pure Lego.
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Prepare for Anozinization
You've probably already read Parker & Stone's response to the scientology-spoof episode of South Park being pulled for the so-called Chef tribute, but in case you haven't:
Scientology, you may have won THIS battle, but the million-year war for Earth has just begun! Temporarily anozinizing our episode will NOT stop us from keeping Thetans forever trapped in your pitiful man-bodies. Curses and drat! You have obstructed us for now, but your feeble bid to save humanity will fail! Hail Xenu!!! -- Trey Parker and Matt Stone, servants of the dark lord XenuThe topic has been blogged to death, but I decided to throw my two cents in when I discovered that at work the webpage www.scientomogy.info, an anti-scientology page, had been Websensed (blocked by a popular internet filtering program), with the category of offense listed as "Racism and Hate." Sigh. I was just trying to look up the word "anozinize," which I presume has something to do with cleansing galactic slave spirits... whatever. Their whole mythology doesn't even make sense. I wish Asimov had thought of it before Mother Hubbard. The Church of I, Robotology. A-meters. Foundation as bible. Hell, I'm halfway there already. Fuckin Xenu. To those infallible guardians of decency at Websense, it follows that when I curse scientology as the obvious money-making racket that it is, I'm committing a hate crime. So be it. The whole Chef leaving shit has been heavy in the news lately, and I can't help but feel a little sick when they run through their little photomontages all of the victims of Elron (oops I meant followers of Elron [oops I meant L. Ron]), actors and actresses all of them. You can see Matt and Trey's interview on Letterman at onegoodmove.org. They're mostly answering the same old questions about how they got started, blah blah, but at the end the look on their faces while they discuss the Chef deal is amusing. Jason Molina played some songs via speakerphone for the Record Hospital program at WHRBfm, did an interview, and the whole deal was called the Jason Molina Orgy. I think you can still download them all. Considering the medium, the sound quality is, unsurprisingly, not so good. Still, it's the closest thing to that album of demos that came with the Magnolia Electric Co. vinyl, except with Trials and Errors / What Comes After the Blues material. I love it. Here's hoping this guy will be around for a long time. The Sisters of Battle tied up the forces of Chaos once again in me and Mucky's most recent 40k showdown. Here's the photo rundown. I finished up the play-by-play. Lt Shenanigan is still alive and kicking zombie ass in the northeast region of Malton. CNNsanity:
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The Fest
I just got the email notification of the official date for LebowskiFest Austin: May 19 & 20, 2006. Good times. Tickets go on sale Wednesday here for $15. I will definitely try my damndest to get one.
Mucky and her minions of Chaos managed to pull out a draw against my Imperial Guard regiment. Here's the rundown.
Anyone that wants to join Lt Shenanigan's zombie hunting cabal is welcome. Get yourself signed up at urbandead.com and level up a couple of times. Then let me know and we'll coordinate some hunts.
I. Zack Hayesbard (formerly Isaac Hayes) quit South Park. Fucking scientology. Like a bullet to the brain. When the bullet hits the bone. Cold as ice, willing to sacrifice... our love. My favorite part of that article is his quote
"There is a place in this world for satire, but there is a time when satire ends and intolerance and bigotry toward religious beliefs ... begins,"Did he take a deep breath at the end? Jesus, just print the whole quote. There can't be that many words they removed to paraphrase him. Silliness. You may have noticed, guessed, or I might have told you that I have opted out of SXSW 2006. Fuck southby. You have to go through so much bullshit drama to enjoy it, fuck it. That being said I will be attending a Friday day show at Red Eyed Fly starting at noon, mostly for the free booze. The one name I recognize from the setlist is Brian Jonestown Massacre, whose music I haven't actually heard. I will be watching the movie DiG! this week; hopefully this will put their apparently asshole frontman into perspective so's I can properly appreciate the performance. I would go to the Velvet Teen appearance at Crown and Anchor at 1 PM, but this would possibly (probably) preclude my enjoyment of bebidas gratis. And how can I stay away from the rich, rich Secretly Canadian showcase on Saturday... if I get really desperate I might be out there in the afternoon with a pillow and sleeping bag to try to get into Emos. Something tells me, no fucking way. Damn them! Mrh. |
