Wednesday, April 30, 2008

FlurkrFind #19

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Tuesday, April 29, 2008

FlurkrFind #18

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*It's Tron Guy (Jay Maynard)!

Monday, April 28, 2008

Something her father could never manage to do.

"Miley Cyrus says Vanity Fair photo spread embarrasses her"


The Last Stand 2 is some great, no-frills, outstanding zombie killing Flash game action from Armor Games. This is the sequel to 2007's The Last Stand, which you can access from this game's menu.


''There is a sense at times that we are always joining Chris Matthews already in progress."*

From a coupla weeks ago in the NYT Magazine: Mark Leibovich's kinda funny and a little totally fucking catty Apr. 13 profile of MSNBC's Chris Matthews ["Chris Matthews, Seriously. (O.K., Not That Seriously.)," which is one of those NYT titles that asphyxiates the "joke" and yet sounds like a LOLCat].
If Matthews has an overriding professional insecurity, it is being confined to the pigeonhole of cable blowhard. The insecurity is well founded, since this is how many people view him.
This is time-tested journalistic sleight-of-hand, in which the writer deploys the obfuscating phrase "many people" as a euphemism for the pronoun "I".

*Title from a fellow MSNBCer who must work with Matthews--and whom the NBC suits wanted Leibovich to write about instead of Chris M.--Keith Olbermann.

FlurkrFind #17

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Sunday, April 27, 2008

The King

I'd like to share with the world a discovery I made while looking for a YouTube clip of another artist.

It's my pleasure to introduce EricElviss to you all now at this time.

Let's Roll

New variants on Rickrolling, complete with camouflaged URLs:

(Slick) Rickroll:

Camo URL

Rick (James) Roll:

Camo URL

Rick (Springfield) Roll:
Camo URL

"It's Still Rock & Roll To Me" as made famous by Billy Joelroll:

Camo URL

FlurkrFind #16

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Saturday, April 26, 2008

FlurkrFind #15

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Friday, April 25, 2008

FlurkrFind #14

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Thursday, April 24, 2008

Ode to Senor Lopez

The colorful pullover seen here (worn by Mr. Spicoli) is known as a Senor Lopez. They were de rigeur stoner/surfer wear in 1970s-80s California and environs, and I had one, and it was awesome. I had the more popular white and navy blue stripe model; Mr. Spicoli's was a less-popular color ensemble, but not rare. The pullovers were cheap heavy cotton, and had exactly zero elasticity: I tore a hole in the armpit of mine about a week after I got it when I was peeling it off, but was too embarrassed to do anything about it, and continued to wear it often during the Torrance Era. People frequently needed help getting their Senor Lopezes off, because it was possible to become impossibly stuck during removal--both arms could become locked in useless, akimbo positions by the taught, sturdy fabric. Anyway, there's a shocking dearth of stuff on the web about these wonderful garments. And I totally want a new one. Strange that they haven't resurfaced, given the embrace of 70s culture/clothes. Conspiracy? Anti NAFTA plot? Who knows. Can't even find them on eBay!

I have no info on the pizza.

FlurkrFind #13

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Wednesday, April 23, 2008

John Barleycorn Has Died

In today's L.A. Times, there's a not-entirely-new-news-but-still-readable piece about the demise of some of San Francisco's great booze temples (John "The Corn" Barleycorn, Bobby's Owl Tree, Moose's, the Washington Square "The Washbag" Bar and Grille, Dago Mary's), and the interesting note that SF has one of California's highest percentage of bars per capita.

Two highlights:
1) A reference to the olde Englishe song (and, I hope, the old Traffic album):

That's when Ayre knew the John Barleycorn must die. "It was a pit-of-the-stomach feeling," he said.

2) The bar's owner set up artifacts from the bar in his house and has had regulars over for some wistful drinks.

Ayre moved all the bar's furniture to his house in Santa Rosa.

Not long ago, Antico and Elke visited him there. They sat at the 25-foot-long bar in Ayre's great room, perched on their customary stools. Ayre poured them pints of Guinness, for old times' sake.
I wasn't going to do the obvious thing, and bemoan that Baltimore had some magnificently crappy watering holes that are no longer (the hot and crooked Miss Irene's is reopening with the same name but appears to be no longer about to collapse, and now it has a website with a wine glass logo, fer christssakes.) But I am kinda doing it anyway. Sorry.

Places that frightened off the tourist trade and those in search of a mojito (no offense to the mojito, mind you) are harder to find in every respectable city. There was another great place on Lancaster Street in Fell's Point called "Bar." It had a wine list that read thusly:

1 - Red
2 - White
Please Order
By Number

Anyway, old urban bars for professional drink enthusiasts are closing because of gentrification, and it is a shame. Though it means the city is probably doing better, which means more tax revenues, so that's not a shame.

Let's end on a positive note: Here's a drink recipe from the Colonel.

two quarts of Glyndon Bourbon Water
one package of noodles
one bunch of chopped mint
1/4 cup of sugar

Drain noodles
Discard noodles
Drink the broth
Do not drive or use heavy machinery

FlurkrFind #12

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Tuesday, April 22, 2008

FlurkrFind #11

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Monday, April 14, 2008

FlurkrFind #10

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Sunday, April 13, 2008

FlurkrFind #9

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Saturday, April 12, 2008

FlurkrFind #8

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Friday, April 11, 2008

FlurkrFind #7

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Thursday, April 10, 2008

FlurkrFind #6

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Wednesday, April 9, 2008

FlurkrFind #5

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Tuesday, April 8, 2008

Cloon Squad

There is yet another massive profile of popular talkie thespian and confusingly unhorrid-in-the-main George Clooney approaching, this time in the April 14 New Yorker. Slow news month, I guess? Anyway, this 9,525-word opus appears on the tails of last month's Esquire cover piece on Mr. . . . does this guy have a funny nickname? He needs one. How about "The Lexington Wombat"?

Anyway, Mink read the Esky piece, and upon hearing of the New Yorker's homage to L'homme Clooney, she says: "Well, I'm pretty sure the New Yorker profile won't include '2 Girls 1 Cup.'"*,**

Which I'm not linking to. Ever. E.V.A.R. You don't know what 2G1C is, you go find out on your own. And don't blame me when it makes you stab your brain to make it come back out. I WARNED YOU.

** I checked; it doesn't. It does confirm this: "His friends say that he is not good with domestic technology: he later told me that he had no real idea how to use the Internet." Note that Esky's A.J. Jacobs had to do the clicking and the pointing (and, well, the typing too) for the George when he showed him 2G1C. "George Clooney Is Too Awesome For The Internet"--that's what they should call the next profile. Wait, that's great: Are you Too Awesome for the Internet? Do your "people" handle anything involving that space for you? That's the new metric of success. Some celeb magazine should do a service piece: "10 People Who Are Too Motherfucking Awesome To Need Your Pathetic Arriviste Internet."***

*** Christ I totally just went David Foster Wallace on this fucking footnote situation.

Love Parade 2008-Baltimore

Behold Fluid Movement's Procession of Amour.

FlurkrFind #4

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Friday, April 4, 2008

FlurkrFind #3

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Thursday, April 3, 2008

FlurkrFind #2

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Wednesday, April 2, 2008

FlurkrFind #1

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* A "flurkr" is a person who checks Flickr every 15 or so minutes, all day, for images like this.

Rock Handles

Need a rock band name? Or a Rock BandTM name? Try:

Gringo Starr
Designated Hitler
Nom Nom Nom de Guerre

*taken, by me

**Ringo Starr, pictured with cow, at Cranleigh Fair, from

Southern Garage Bands

The above 1962 photo is of Birmingham, AL rockers The Churchkeys, which later that year became The Bassmen, which became The Candystore Prophets in (shocker) 1967. The photo is from the fucking awesome Southern Garage Bands site, which you should spend the morning digging through. If only because, amongst the unfortunately abundant dead links, you will find gems like this: