can you tell that they're...



(ok go ahead and guess)



simon le bon, circa 1995?

please say yes.

i'm in love with the top one, anyway. just wish it were clearer that those are his fists in front of him. they look kind of mangled, huh.

Best. War. EVAH.

Sloganator Memorial: the 'official' Bush/Cheney website had, a short while ago, this thing on it where any user could make themselves a little re-election poster with their own personally-penned slogan on it. as you can imagine, hilarity ensued. as you can also imagine, it's apparently shut down now, because it was probably highly, HIGHLY abused. (ok, i admit to trying it just once, with a slogan something along the lines of 'we eat babies!' you know. just to see what it would look like.)

anyhoo, the above link hosts a nice collection of some of these user-made posters. warning, it's got music, but personally i think it's worth listening to. makes it all the funnier.

check it out: creepy stencil-y me.



i will learn how to use stencils. i'm workin on it.

i know he has to be sick to death of hearing about how much he looks like his dad, so i won't mention that, but i will reiterate that dhani harrison is a fiiiiiiiiiine lookin young man.

also, prince was lookin pretty suave at the rock n roll hall of fame induction ceremony. and played an awesome solo on while my guitar gently weeps.

ok that's it.

shoot me, stuff me, mount me.
it's that kind of a day.

it's tuesday, i'm not sleepy-tired but still tired in a way, i'm cold, i'm slightly less uncomfortable than i was yesterday, though it's still early in the day and who knows what will happen later, and i can't stop wishing to be back in bed, under the covers. bleh again.

it's monday, i'm tired, i'm cold, i'm all-around uncomfortable, and i can't stop wishing to be back in bed, under the covers. bleh.

holy shit, i meant to go out like 3 hours ago, then i happened upon the _stencilry livejournal community. and now i want to stencil everything i own. even though i have a feeling i'll be awful at it.

ok yeah. gotta go out now. did i mention i'm going to miami this week? must buy things. like a suitcase. ha ha.

today is the last day of winter.

tomorrow is the first day of spring.

this is what it looks like outside where i work:




at least it's stopped coming down...

a treatise on apples, in boredom

my favorite type of apple (fruit, not computer) for the last, oh, probably about seven years, has been the royal gala. not bitter, but not too sweet, very crisp, just the right amount of juicy--they are the only reason that i can even really say that i like apples. they rock.

i started eating royal galas because i was grocery shopping one night, back when i lived in somerset, at that store that i think was a pathmark. i was standing in front of their enormous (as i remember it) display of different types of apples, lulled into a zen-like produce daze, and this guy was suddenly next to me saying, 'try the royal galas. they're my favorite.' so i did, and ever since, they have been my favorite, too.

true story. really.

when i went to the local produce market on sunday (i try to always buy fruits and vegetables there, as opposed to the grocery store, because A. their produce is always better than the grocery store, and B. their produce is so very, very much cheaper than the grocery store, even the fancy stuff like the plum tomatoes and the portabello mushrooms.) and they had no royal galas, which happens sometimes. so i opted for golden delicious, which come in a very, very, very distant maybe second to royal galas, and a couple of fujis. never had them, but i figured, i'll try them. well, i just ate one of them, and i have to say, it's not bad. it's a good deal sweeter than a royal gala, but good and crisp and crunchy. i hate mealy apples. yuck. and, it tasted good with peanut butter, which is my current favorite afternoon snack, an apple and a tablespoon-ish of peanut butter (super chunky, of course). good stuff.

so i'm not saying that i will switch to a new favorite type of apple, but i'm saying that fuji is ok. its sweetness is just a bit too aggressive for me--the royal gala sweetness is much lighter. but i can say that if in a pinch, in the future, i may purchase fujis again.

awwwwwwwwwww yeah...gangsta haiku in tha hizzouse!

"these is the good times
we committin' haiku crimes
droppin' some fresh rhymes "

in other morrissey news, he's done a duet with nancy sinatra. also, his new cd will be out 5/18 (in the u.s.), and he is indeed lookin pretty darned good these days.

BILLBOARD: "Beginning May 24, Morrissey is confirmed to appear for an entire week on CBS' 'The Late Late Show With Craig Kilborn.' "
(via whatevs.org)

whaaaaaaaaaat? how weird is that?
well, he has a new cd coming out and all.
weird, though, i woke up this morning wanting to listen to morrissey. played bona drag in the car on the way to work.

nifty: The Mondrian Machine
(via kottke.org)

this is why i love craftster.org. funny funny.

ok so it's snowing hard outside, and everyone in the office has gone home early except me and my fellow carpooler, who has to wait for one of his employees to return from the field. so what am i doing while i'm waiting? why, looking at half-nekkid pictures of David Boreanaz, of course.

add this to the IRC Bible and the Lego Bible: "The Bible Accoring to Cheese. Or, A Brie History of Time"

from adrants.com:

"England's Channel Four Ad Pokes Fun at America's Puritanical FCC"

"In this commercial for Channel 4 in England, television stars are asked what there favorite swear words are...and to say them. So in a sort of FCC FU homage, this ad has more cuss words in it than Tony Soprano gets out during an entire season of 'The Sopranos.'"

cmon. cursing is funny.

also, i am very proud to say, for the very first time in an entry on this blog, that this is NSFW. whee!

THIS is the kind of life i want:
"Rufus Wainright, the singer-songwriter, 30...just dumped his expensive rental and bought a 425-square-foot one-bedroom on Gramercy Park in Manhattan.

"Morning routine: When I'm not touring or working a lot I usually get up at 11. I sleep in the nude and I walk around nude in my apartment, so I'll make coffee and then sit at the piano. I usually play piano for a good two hours in the buff. There is no view from any of my windows, just a view of building walls, which most people might feel closed in, but the fact that I'm such a ''naturalist'' and a musician, the privacy is just great. Then I watch C-SPAN for like an hour and a half, get dressed up and go for a long walk around the city. And that's usually when I write a lot of lyrics."

listened to The White Album on the way to work this morning...haven't heard it in a long time. forgot how much i love some of the songs on it. so when i got to work i was looking up 'Back in the USSR' to see if there was any further meaning to it than what i already knew (there wasn't), and found beatles-discography.com. has information and anecdotes about many many many of their songs, as well as other info about their career and such. really interesting stuff, if you like the Beatles.

ok maybe it's just because i watched The Matrix last night all the way through (i haven't watched it beginning to end in a long time), but anyway, isn't this agent smith tote bag kinda rockin? from violet designs.

how can they say that about my new Underage (looking) Boyfriend!!

so i was just looking at the statistics log for this site, and the top requested file out of ALL the various sites i host on here is the 'across the universe' mp3. which i know i have one link to, somewhere buried back in the archives, i don't even know where. wacky, huh.

oh my god...it's sherry!! to a tee! especially the caption. she's so jealous.

cmon, the cat's name is Mr. Fattypants! tell me that's not funny!

i am almost--ALMOST--embarrassed to admit this publicly, but My Cat Hates You is one of the funniest things i've ever seen. yes, i'm becoming a cat-obsessed spinster. sue me.

i am so antsy today i think i could just...bust. or something. i wish i was travelling somewhere right now.

some days--such as today, for example--i really wish that some people cared as much about their jobs as they do about what they're going to have for lunch.

and now for some horrifyingly sobering news: "Operation Iraqi Freedom U.S. Casualty Status" (pdf file).

number of casualties ("U.S Only") as of 3/10/4: 2766. funny, i don't remember hearing of that many on the news...

also, army casualties, with personal information and how they were killed. big numbers are indeed sobering, but reading their names, and seeing their pictures, even more so.

Morrissey Gets a Job.
(via the morning news)

i was just doing this silly 80s lyrics quiz and it made me remember the duran duran reunion show last august, right after the lights went up at the end, and 'tainted love' came on nice and loud, and as everyone was slowly vacating webster hall, everyone was singing it together. people streaming down staircases and out doors, sweaty and half-deaf, all singing it together. it was really quite beautiful.

wow. i had no idea jack white could look so, um, girly. must be why he felt the need to punch the ever-lovin bejeezus out of that other guy.

they called him Blobby! *snort*
hey man, nothin wrong with being fat and happy. i still think he's cute. Frappucino^TM-belly and all.
(via whatevs.org)

alright, i'll just admit it.

alright, i'll just admit it. i bought the jason mraz cd, and i am enjoying it immensely. it's slightly more than a bit on the easy listening side, but, he's got a sweet voice, and he seems like a nice, happy guy. so sue me.

The Awful Forums - My mother is insane (~5M of photos)

The Awful Forums - My mother is insane (~5M of photos)


it's working! quick! go look at it!

woke up this morning with, for some inexplicable reason, the song 'careless' in my head. while looking for lyrics, i found this: unreleased Glen solo (audience recordings). 14 of em! not the best quality ever, but still neat.

now, i had posted on here on friday that this template was (obviously) new and imperfect, but i was working on it. apparently, that didn't post. and obviously i didn't work on it over the weekend, either. but i'm going to today. really.

Making Fiends: "Vendetta. That's a nice name. Is it French?" heheheh. good stuff.

The Truth For Youth: "the entire New Testament along with powerful, full color comics that are packed with the absolute truth regarding moral issues young people are faced with everyday."

such as...homosexual men are predatory, drug addicted alcoholics who die of aids, so if you are one, REPENT NOW, SINNER! and, stay away from rock bands who sing lyrics such as, "Sick dreams are made of fleas, moldy breath and schoolyard cheese"!

puh. leeze.

(via pop culture junk mail)

dear guy who lives in the second floor, left side apartment of building 3500 at the jasontown apartments,

just wanted to let you know that if you are planning on enjoying a nice evening of watching pornography on your very large television in your living room, you may want to invest in some curtains. because though you probably figure that no one can see you, what with your apartment being on the second floor and all, someone can: namely, me, from my third floor bathroom window across the way.

yeah, it's your business what you do in your own home, but--well, i can see it, dude.

sincerely,
a third floor tenant in a nearby building.

ps - hope you enjoyed that snack you got up for in the middle of the movie. also hope you washed your hands before eating.