Aphex Twin

A wee tribute to Olly. Very, very strange. Not Olwen but the video

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Not sure how many of you have read "Still Life with Woodpecker" but the title is a tribute to that fantastic novel. Also an appropriate remark on the following picture.



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As a side note, why is it that everyone couples the flavour of most random meat products to that of chicken? I have been told everything from frog's legs to rattlesnake taste "like chicken." What is up with that?

I am so overwhelmingly busy at the moment it is insane. Literally. I am insane in the membrane. Yes, insane in the brain. I figure a bunch of random funny pictures would have to suffice for a blog post.

Whose a cunt? What ethnocentric fuck has decided that his pro-life / divine right / creationism stance is only applicable to white Americans and everyone else is fair game for mass destruction all in the name of freedom for what bell hooks would refer to as the 'white, capitalist patriarch'? Oh, right. That cunt.



This last image made me laugh...a lot...out loud. See how easy it is to communicate without using those infernal IM acronyms? Okay, so I exaggerated a tad on the out loud laughter but wtf. That is called fucking with your head. With the exception of my sister (who is continuously in the dark when it comes to contemporary adages, acronyms and all things slang), I know everyone understands that adage; however, when one types every second word as some random mixing of letters it makes me want to punch them in the crotch...repeatedly...with a big stick.



If you need me, I'll be chillin' like Bob Dylan. Except without the pot because I don't smoke and I enunciate my words so maybe with a bit more comprehension too.

RIP Steve

The world has suffered a great loss from the death of Steve Irwin - to the little bit of Crocodile Hunter in all of us.

Cheers Steve.

Noah

This is such an amazing concept. Noah took a picture of himself everyday for six years. Completely worth watching.

Eat the rich - because I'm not one of them.

That title reminds me of Swift's ol' 'A Modest Proposal.' It is a wonderful story about reducing the mounting poverty and starvation in Ireland by recommending the Irish eat their young. I'm sure Disney will pick it up as their latest blockbuster cartoon. Oh wait, it was released last year as a feature film but instead of the Irish it targets HACKERS?!?! Christ, Swift would lose it. Somehow I doubt the film accurately captures his satirical suggestion. And on another tangent...

As much as I have been avoiding it, I have officially jumped into career mode. I'm telling you it was the painting...see below. For all of you scratching your heads with curiosity, among other things, I am now a teaching assistant at a Montessori Preschool in Nelson and I will be TOCing (Teacher on Call / Substitute) for the Waldorf School here too. Yup, as much as I dragged my heels, the debt and exhausting seven years of school are finally being put to use.

Crap.

Ode to the Crazy Cat Lady in All of Us

So here is my contribution to becoming one step closer to the crazy cat lady. World meet Kung Fu (black) and Bubba Ho-tep (grey/white tabby)...Bubba Ho-tep and Kung Fu meet the world. Although, in the realm of Jacques Lacan that would remain impossible. You know, the surrealist, postmodern concept of "Ceci n'est pas un pipe." Nevermind. Apparently you don't know. Fuck off. Who asked you anyway.



They are destroying my house one plant at a time. I think they present a beneficial learning process toward altering my complete intolerance for any sort of mess. Down OCD, down!



I also bought my first painting and I was elated for about five days and then suddenly I was left with a sense of loss of youth. Tragically only grown ups seem to proliferously spend money on art.



I supposed I'm all growd up now. Fuck.