Immediately increase the good feng shui in your home by placing an infant in a bare corner. Babies are much cuter than plants and typically don't collect as much dust as other tchotchkes and knick-knacks. They are not as cost-effective so this solution would best be used for one problem corner. Or, like me, you can select a few corners, and just move the infant from one to the next every hour or so.
This may no longer be a viable solution once the infant begins crawling as the benefit of the enhanced chi will move along with the child, and leave the trouble spots bare once again. Use of duct tape for positioning not recommended.
I hate how you need to sign up for a blog post a comment on a blogger blog. Shit…I'm talking like a fucking smurf.
Anyway I commented at Gorilla vs. Bear today, because I was annoyed with the anonymous comments there. But that's besides the point.
The purpose of this post is so I remember the location of the free blogger blog that I had no choice but to sign up for. I actually figured out my password and now I know the address in case I want to do something with that blog.
If you expect nothing, you won't be disappointed. This is for me and my personal grey matter.
The scary thing is that the post there has 2 comments. I'm not sure I've had that many here that weren't by me.
Granted, the first is clearly spam. And the second one found my blog inquisitive. No one to my knowledge found thisblogismyblog inquisitive. Yet alliwantedwastoleaveacomment gets the kudos.
Perhaps abandoned blogs will be the wave of the future. Perhaps if there's some kind of huge drought some teens will ride their skateboards inside the abandoned blogs and create some sort of cultural phenomenon.
What? Don't look at me like that. It could happen.
Today I was attempting to catch up with some work, but then my short-attention span kicked in, like 30 or 40 times, and now I don't know why I'm here, but I don't get paid for blogging, yet I'm still here, for some reason or another.
Anyway, getting back to work I was going to stream some tunes from The Hype Machine. If there were only 10 web sites left on the Internet, this would need to be one of them. Small problem, with that theory though. The Hype Machine is like an mp3 blog aggregator. (Ed: Dropping the like from the previous sentence would still result in a true statement with a slightly less conversational tone.) (Ed: That means Editor right, well there's no editor, just me. Don't get the impression that this blog is actually proofread.) Although if you've read it before it's probably become quite clear to you that it's not.
What was I saying about my attention span, again?
Oh yeah, 10 sites left on the Internet. The Hype Machine being one.
Well, it would be completely useless if the other 9 weren't mp3 blogs. And that's highly unlikely. Because the other 9 sites left would probably just be porn anyway.
I hope the Internet is never reduced to 10 web sites. Kind of like I hope the Vice President never comes to my house and shoots me. But if he came to my house he probably wouldn't. He'd probably just raise my thermostat to about 94 degrees. Because somehow him and his friends will make more money that way.
Ok…I was trying to find The Hype Machine site today, and I accidentally stumbled upon their blog. And through that blog I found A Softer World. I was greatly amused. Joey Comeau makes the funny captions and I suppose takes the pictures they accompany. (Ed: WRONG! Emily takes the pictures.) But I cannot confirm or deny that part.
When I read Overqualified, also by Joey Comeau, I was also amused. I also used also twice in that sentence. And look I just did so again. I was again amused, but not as greatly. Remember how I was mentioning that short attention span. When the words are many and the pictures are few, that tends to kick in.
Words + pictures = amusement.
Words – pictures = amusement – 1.
So I guess I need to stick a picture somewhere in this posting, huh?
“You cannot add yourself as a friend.”
I was on MySpace and no one was watching, so it was worth a try.
Live performance with De La Soul and Madonna @ The Grammys. I saw Gorillaz in concert with the first album, they've definitely worked on their live show since then. I still can't figure out how Madonna walked behind Murdoc in the clip. Perhaps she's just an animated character, too.
Today I get to break in the new snowblower. I am almost in a state of paralysis after reading the snowblower manual plus the separate engine manual. I didn't have these kind of machines growing up, so I'm a bit wary of them. But my back told me it would go strike if I lifted another shovel, so I embark on a new frontier in snow removal.
I've got a link for a fun little distraction that should eat up a little more time than you would expect. A penguin, a yeti, some icicles. Some winter fun for when shoveling's done. (Or snow blowing.)
A friend of mine sent me this link the other day. And I never heard the ukulele played in such a way. In fact, I'm not sure I'd heard any ukulele besides Don Ho playing “Tiny Bubbles”.
So consquently I was quite impressed with the skills of Jake Shimabukuro.
I don't know which is correct. And if you're Googling this artist's name, you may not either. So no matter which way you spelled it, you got here didn't you?
Now the Google searches I performed didn't come up with a home page, but they came up with a few Kenji Hasegawas. Unless the DJ and the artist are one in the same (which is entirely possible).
I was at Van Gogh's Ear last week when I helped my niece move into her new apartment. Unfortunately, I neglected to grab Kenji's business card. My camera phone was full, and deleting the kids was not an option, so I don't have a pic of his “gasmask” painting. There were a few I really liked. I love the collage feel, and the occasional graffiti fluorishes. His work definitely would have a place at Juxtapoz.
Maybe I'll make it over there again, and see if the work is up for sale.