Wednesday, August 31, 2011

Meow Mix Plus

The Future Is Now

From The Art Gallery Of The Cave Of Cool

Even Van Gog's Mailman Had A Magnicent Beard

Van Gogh and Joseph Roulin met and became good friends and drinking companions. Van Gogh compared Roulin to Socrates on many occasions, while Roulin was not the most attractive man, van Gogh found him to be such a good soul and so wise and so full of feeling and so trustful. By appearance, Roulin reminded van Gogh of Russian novelist Fyodor Dostoevsky, the same broad forehead, nose, and beard.

Wednesdays With Wonder Woman

Sunday, August 28, 2011


I was awoken today by a familiar meow that I thought I would never hear again. He hasn't stopped crying and neither have I for the past hour. It sounds like a symphony of happiness. Physically he is no worse for wear. I hope he sleeps for three days. My mother is working at the group home right now so I think I will just wait for her to come home before I tell her.

Saturday, August 27, 2011

Classic Videos From The Age Of Video

Dead or Alive - You Spin Me Round

Frankie Goes To Hollywood - Relax

Mr William (Billy) Idol - Rebel Yell

I Wish I Could Wear Nothing But These Hoodies All Winter

Wait a second...I CAN do that! They must make them in sizes for the husky gentleman.

A Shatnerday Classic

I have to do some research on 'Shatner's Raw Nerve' to see if he ever interviewed Patrick Stewart. I know there is a film with all the Starfleet Captains talking about their roles but I forgot what the name of it was.

I Finally Understand The Term...

"built like a brick shithouse"

Sofía Vergara

It's Funny Because It's True

Cool Bunday Art Instalation

The Big Yellow Rabbit is a temporary 13 meter high sculpture. It's a enlarged cuddle toy made out of Swedish products thrown against the statue of Engelbrekt.

Stor Gul Kanin
Örebro (SE) 2011
13 x 16 x 16 meters
Concrete, metal, wood and takspån.

I Really Like This Idea - But My Remains Can Support THREE Trees

You don’t find many designers working in the funeral business thinking about more creative ways for you to leave this world (and maybe they should be). However, Spanish designer Martin Azua has combined the romantic notion of life after death with an eco solution to the dirty business of the actual, you know, transition.

His Bios Urn is a biodegradable urn made from coconut shell, compacted peat and cellulose and inside it contains the seed of a tree. Once your remains have been placed into the urn, it can be planted and then the seed germinates and begins to grow. You even have the choice to pick the type of plant you would like to become, depending on what kind of planting space you prefer.

Today We Bury A Great Canadian

Jack Layton, leader of Canada'a far left New Democratic Party died this week after a long battle with prostate cancer. He was a tireless champion of the Canadian people and had a unique ability to bring people together, especially those who had vast political differences. Our political process is weaker without him but his dedication to his nation will inspire Canadians for decades to come. He was always a Canadian before he was a politician and for that he will always have my respect and be the model of what I look for in an enlightened political leader.

Caturday Meow Mix

It's Only Ever Really About A Redhead Who Is A Fan Of The Bat

Futuristic Inventions We Should Have Now - Number One

It’s about time we had jetpacks. This has been the outcry of every futurist since we realized they looked so awesome. There’s even a band called “We Were Promised Jetpacks.” The military hasn’t seemed to be able to find a good use for them, beyond a fuel-wasting novelty, and they aren’t used to catch fugitives, à la the Thought Police in Minority Report. They would snip the ribbon on individual restriction, allowing single men to fly around the skies, and national monuments like some kind of superhero. The feeling would equate to something like the rush a motorcyclist feels on the open road; now allow that same cyclist a third dimension of liberty and uncontainable joy will flood the Earth as if there was some kind of sequel to sexual intercourse: a new pleasure dropped from the heavens just to see how we’d be able to handle it (the answer: like a screaming schoolgirl).

And The Good Times End In 3...2...1....

Friday, August 26, 2011