We’re Only Making Plans For Nigel
A real public service announcement. Not safe for work, unless you work in a nut doctor’s office.
http://www.noticeyournuts.com/
There is no such thing as a one sixth note
I keep listening to various performances of the Super Mario Brothers theme music, and I keep hearing some weirdness. I decided to pull out a tracker and get the timing down right. I was sort of right about the internet notation being wrong. The time signature is 4:4 with a nice triplet in there. To notate it in step notation I had to use a 96 line block, with each beat encompassing 6 lines.
Photo + Digital
Today I looked at three apartments, called a couple more, and picked up a CD from La Cible*.
*Target
Omelets and Magnets
Last night I went over to hang out with Elise. She made vegetable omelets with loads of mushrooms and spinach, and I took a handful of pictures with my film and digital EOS bodies. It wasn’t quite the photo shoot that I had hoped for, since I’m itching to press the shutter button a few hundred times in a row. While I was there she made good on a promise of a present: she produced a photo magnet with printing and modge podge and everything while I was there. I said a million nice things about Sarah.
I feel awfully pretentious when I talk about art, but part of my goal in thinking and talking about it is to figure out the parts that are not stupid.
AFSCME: The Fuckin’ Union that Works for You
I was a Teamster, but would glad stand in solidarity with my AFSCME brothers and sisters. This ad features the most wonderful swearing I’ve heard in years. Not work safe, because I want you to get fired.
A Jacob’s Ladder
A week or so ago was Chandler’s reading at the Minnesota Center for Book Arts. Her father did most of the reading and embarrassing-video-of-Chandler-as-an-aw-shucks-youngster-playing, but it was Chandler’s book that was the star of the evening.
Six Months Without You
It was September first when last I rode my bike — I think that the last day in August was the one where I found out that my brakes work terrifically as I flew over the handlebars and into the path of an oncoming car. Fortunately they had a stop sign.
But Is It Lactose Free?
Another video from Super Deluxe. This one is less work appropriate than the last.
You Smell Like Boy
Occasionally, girls tell me that I smell very good. I think that’s because I use cologne. It looks like it’s finally getting wide release, so I won’t have to order it off of the internet:
Hooray!
I’d Gladly Pay You Tuesday
New camera, film scanner, far too much contrast, and, uh, something.
