:: October 31, 2002
Troubled CEO Halloween Masks make for delightful last-minute costumes. Please, please! Just don't do a pun costume. Cereal Killer? No fun-size Twix for you, my friend. ::
Dessicant Silica Gel Do Not Eat (via Metafilter) ::
:: October 30, 2002
Black People Love Us. I know you've seen it before, but maybe your brother hasn't. Hey, I'm just doing my part. Oh how I chuckle every time I think of it, still. ::
What do you call the night before Halloween? My people call it Devil's Night. Apparently in Detroit it's celebrated with an arson blitz. We in the suburbs were insulated from that, our traditions mostly involved eggs, toilet paper, and soap, oh, maybe some flaming poo bags. If you're feeling vengeful, let me know: I'm feeling nostalgic. ::
:: October 29, 2002
"The arched entranceway from the street, watched over by a stoic double-faced owl, is significantly barricaded by a tall mesh fence and a stand of tall Queen-of-the-Night cacti. Like the elaborately bottle-skirted hostesses within the yard, this arch must have been intended to welcome the visitor into her 'world', but the fence speaks plainly of an increasingly troubled relationship between Helen Martins and the outside world."
From 1945 until her death in 1976, Helen Martins transformed her South African homestead -- which came to be known as The Owl House -- from the inside out, much to the chagrin of her village. How much this derision had to do with her long-term collaborations with black men, most importantly Koos Malgas, is not hinted at on this stunning website ... maybe it's in the book. (Via Metafilter) ::
:: October 28, 2002
The United States According to Todd Levin's Racist Aunt ::
my neuroses
my lunacy
my curiosity
my vanity
my one groupie-type experience
my obsession with Urd from Ah! My Goddess
my mega-Dad
my therapeutic need to share this
my memory lane trip
my irrationalities once in a while
my self-pity
my response to your Community Organizing list serve posting
my legalese
my fantasy to be a rock star in London today
my long-winded comments
my need for self-expression, or at least self-explanation
my repeated requests
my rant ... now it's all over except for the nightmares
my daughter, Isabella between races
my DMing fetish
my defensiveness
my wordy opinion
my obsession with Pink Floyd
my fascination with royalty
my request to come aboard
my long inked answers
my "pet peeves"
my appetite for what you consider idle talk
my little ritual
my poor sentimental soul
my bad habits
my opening statement
my simplistic survey of a world of man and his capacity for expression and extreme beauty, now playing in an institution near you
my neophyte questions about OOP
me in my testimony of how the Association of Flight Attendants has changed my life and opened my eyes to the need of a voice at work
me in my fantasy of writing corny horror drivel
me in my little game
me in my eternal recollection
me in my little monologue
me in my psuedo-scientific meditations on the relationship between, say, a coconut tree and a fine grain of sand ::
:: October 27, 2002
The World's First Fruit Label Site. Thousands of fruit stickers here from around the world, the kind that you take off your bananas and stick on your fridge in order to admire yourself for eating your daily banana or remind/challenge yourself to eat more bananas. Now you might imagine what a mango-eating Peruvian's fridge might look like. (via Boingboing) ::
:: October 24, 2002
The Uncanny Valley "represents the point at which a person observing the creature or object in question sees something that is nearly human, but just enough off-kilter to seem eerie or disquieting. The first peak, moreover, is where that same individual would see something that is human enough to arouse some empathy, yet at the same time is clearly enough not human to avoid the sense of wrongness. The slope leading up to this first peak is a province of relative emotional detachment Ü affection, perhaps, but rarely more than that." [Metafilter thread, with more interesting links]
Related: a less principled treatise on the creepiness of dolls, cymbal monkeys, ventriloquists' dummies, and becostumed people, at the World Anti-Mimimic League. ::
:: October 23, 2002
One Mr. Nikhil Patel wrote me today and submitted an excellent list. You can read it here, or on his own site, beard.blogspot.com. The site is a chronicle of one Brown man's attempt to grow a beard in the post 9-11 age, and an exploration of facial hair throughout history and in current popular culture. Hooray stubble! ::
(in no particular order.)
1. Tupac Shakur
2. Rick Rubin
3. Big Pun
4. Biz Markie
5. El-P
6. Mr. Len
7. Xzibit
8. Redman
9. Ice-T
10. most of the Wu-tang Clan
11. all of Cypress Hill
12. Prince Paul
13. most of De La Soul
13. Q-Tip
14. Snoop Dogg
15. Grandmaster Melle Mel
16. Ice Cube
17. Sir Mix-a-Lot
18. Tone Loc
19. Afrika Bambaataa
20. R.A. The Rugged Man
21. Ill Bill
22. Timbaland
23. DJ Shadow
24. DJ Krush
25. DJ Kool Herc
26. some of the Cold Crush Brothers
27. Whodini
28. DMC
29. Funkmaster Flex
30. P. Diddy
31. Lonzo (of the World Class Wreckin' Cru)
32. Suge Knight (honorary mention)
33. Chuck D
[ promotional material for beard.blogspot.com ] ::
:: October 19, 2002
Celebrity athesists and agnostics: living, black, or dead. ::
:: October 18, 2002
If you are entertained, puzzled, or annoyed by scarequotes, you will feel the same way about the Gallery of Misused Quotation Marks. ::
"The Illegal Art Exhibit will celebrate what is rapidly becoming the 'degenerate art' of a corporate age: art and ideas on the legal fringes of intellectual property. Some of the pieces in the show have eluded lawyers; others have had to appear in court." Speaking of the Residents ... ::
Paint Chip Poems by Shannon Holman. There's lots of other lovely stuff on this personal site ... don't skip the photos. (Via Caterina) ::
Das erste wiener gemŸseorchester (SAY IT!) makes music with vegetables and the occasional kitchen utensils. Go straight for the mp3s, they're psychotic! This one reminds me of that old b&w cartoons where little elves are working factory-style to change the season from winter to spring, or the Residents. (Oh how I missed Sharpeworld.) ::
:: October 15, 2002
They That Go Down to the Sea in Ships is Evan Izer's collection of old found photographs of sailors. ::
:: October 13, 2002
I love Bryan Kight, my husband. ::
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