ObAMANIA2!

Some footage from the Obama Rally we attended a few months back. If any of you are on the fence about Barack, I urge you to listen to him speak.

Just a taste mind, you.

Bye Bye, Bo Bo.

Boris Yeltsin died today. Let's remember my favorite moments with BoBo, shall we?

Something out of Borat.



Bobo and Bubba have a laugh over an incorrect translation.



Bobo throws a lady into the Ocean.

My trip to Europe: In sights and sounds

Glory be to you-tube and its simple uploading.Through the Magic of my digital camera and YouTube I am able to bring you sights and sounds from my recent trip to Europe.

THE ROYAL MILE IN EDINBURGH SCOTLAND

After a day parading around Edinburgh Castle, and doing the tourist thing, I was very excited to see a piper in the old streets of Edinburgh. Unfortunaely the film option doesn't work like the camera option (Duh) and I turn the whole thing on its side.



ORGAN GRINDER I AMSTERDAM

So i'm on the streets of Amsterdam, and this organ grinder is rocking out, when a street sweeper walks by with a funny little cameo with his giant street vacuum.



NOTRE DAME DOUBLE-HEADER

"The bells! They Ring for me! This one is Isabella, she made me deaf, you know."


The Organist inside the cathedral rocks a tune in the way that only a Pipe Organist in a Gothic Cathedral can...creepily

My Generation

I promise to Blog with finality about my triip, and all the other insane stuff I've ebeen up to. However, at the moment the muse does not strike, and I am forced/please to present the Zimmers. Old music made new By Old people.

Easterdam and Paree Le Fou

Sorry about the scant blogging, but my torpidity has dealt a furious blow to my beloved Mac in the form of a gnarly, broke-ass screen. Mercifully my travel companion, the Indiana-born, self proclaimed "Picky Eater" , Mr. Kenneth Christie, is toting around his inferior, but nonetheless useful DELL. So I had a few realizations about Amsterdam.Primarily the Netherlands are referred to as such because they are nether..far..far from anything interesting. In lieu of actual culture or lively intellectual movements, the Dutch have opted for Drug Use and whoring, which of course,made it our first stop.

Easter in Dutch is called Paas. Yes, like the egg decorating kits. They are owned by a Dutch company. If you color Eggs with PAAS, you are supporting prostitution anddrug-use.


Oh, look! A quaint Dutch Brothel. Lovely weather for Easter Whoring, huh guys?


In case you had any questions about how sex obsessed Amsterdam is...


Then its off to Paris, with the madman who changed the Lulus menu to read "Freedom Fries". I was determined to show Kenny a good time in Paris. But first, some culture.


Notre Dame. No, there is no football here. No that's not a cheerleader.



No Kenny, you're not supposed to take a picture of.. Kenny ..Kenny?



As a matter of fact, I DO know what "Voulez vous coucher avec mois" means.

At the moment, we are in London, and tomorrow is the super speedy all access deeply emotional and thorough one-day London Tour, as given by anglophile extraoridnaire and owner of the 5 CD set of Simon Schama's "A History of Britain"- Me.

London Calling

Yesterday, Danielle and I hit London and went on a Champagne Flight of the London Eye, the giant ferris wheel with beautiful panoramic views of London. Afterwatrds we mingled with the locals.


Look, kids! Big Ben, Parliament.


The EYE! THE EYE!


Oi! Oi! Oi!

Scotland the Brave

Edinburgh has proven to be a city of revelations. Primarily I have been shocked to find out that Haggis is more prevalent than I ever imagined. The thing is, its not a sheep's bladderin gooey grossness like you'd imagine, but rather more like bad thanksgiving stuffing. At a Pub we stopped at for a drink, there were Nachos offered with Ground Beef, Chicken, Or Haggis. Haggis Nachos. Last night was Danielle's Birthday and we rocked the Haggis and the Angus Beef at a traditional Restaurant Named DUBH PRAIS , which I highly reccomend, and this fine morning we hit Edinburgh Castle.

The Castle from afar



The Gates of Edinburgh Castle With Statues of Robert The Bruce and Mel Gibson


Castle Interior


Amazingly enough there are a lot of Kilts being worn in the Scottish capital. I mean, you don't see many sombreros in mexico or lederhosen in Berlin, but here people will wear anything as long as its plaid.


Maybe its just a tourist thing...

Ah, the Derry Air

Well, in my political tour of Ireland, I've arrived at the most put upon city on earth. None other than Derry city. The site of the famed "Bloody Sunday" of U2 fame. Of course, there were Murals to be seen, and politics to discuss, so enjoy the photos because tomorrow you get a dose of Edinburgh, right up the kilt.


The Bogside, and the iconic "Free Derry Wall"

The parents of this girl asked the artists to paint a pupae in cocoon on the bottom right of the mural. With the condition that the butterfly be added only when Peace had been achieved in Derry.


Evidently Peace has arrived.

Well... Mostly

Bu its a far cry from the lunatic Violence this beautiful city has known in the past.

Dublin in pictures

Thanks to my Singaporian Friend, i managed to get this thing going JUST as I'm about to leave Dublin. I'll give you all a full recount when I'm on the train to Derry, but in the meantime here's a few photos.

The GPO I spoke about in the previous post.


A lamppost


Kilmainham Gaol...which was AWESOME. Really exciting stuff.

Erin Go Wireless

So I'm in Dublin, and Ive found that my damn computer wont hook up to wireless. Furthermore Irish keyboards do not provide handy keys such as the apostrophe and the at sign or quotation marks. At least none that I can be bothered to find. howevfer, be pleased to know that I am presently standing in the General Post Office where the Heroes of 1916 were all gunned down for failing to rally a nmation too busy with their morning pint. Awesomely enough there are still bullet holes present on the columns where the English unloaded on the Republicans who were armed with wit and satire.

In the meantime Ill leave you with this portrait of the ever-popular Michael Collins who was known for negotiating an awesome treaty that created almost 60 years of internal conflict in Ireland, and who was also well know for having ill-fitting gloves.

Liveblogging My Euro trip!

This bescraved and dashing international, jetsetting Man of Mystery will be blogging daily from Europe. First Stop: Dublin! After a Five hour layover in O'Hare, landing in heathrow, a taxi to Euston Station, a Train Ride to Holyhead, and a Ferry Ride .

I should look mighty haggard by the time the ferry docks in Dublin..and Yes, there will be pictures.


Oddly Enough, my Brother who doesn't believe in the magic of mapquest may want to opt for Google Maps and their simple NY to Dublin Directions
I'm especially fond of step # 23 .

Check in Frequently.

HOLLA!

Librarians are hiding something!

Less than five minutes ago, Stephen Colbert and a guy from the EFF essentially dared Bloggers to break copyright by using the Quote "Librarians are hiding something.". Let's indulge him and Proliferate the phrase! Link up, Blog about it, whatever it takes.
EFF and Colbert Nation, forever!

The Ancient Book of Myth and War is HERE!

Last night I went to one of the best art openings i've been to in a while. Endlessly better than the Mark Ryden clusterfuck, THE ANCIENT BOOK OF MYTH AND WAR which I blogged about in OCTOBER of last year, is the collective work of PIXAR artists:

Scott Morse

Lou Romano

Don Shank

And

Nate Wragg


I had to haul my ass all the way to ALHAMBRA where I was extremely pleased with the manner that the Nucleus Gallery had set up the whole shebang. My friend, Jenifer bought an original piece by Scott Morse and I went Zany on the prints, buying four by Scott Morse and Two by Nate Wragg. The ABOMAW is an incredible exhibit, and a worthwhile jaunt to Alhabra. If however you can't seem to make it there, I highly reccomend you order the book on Amazon. It is some astounding artistic evidence that PIXAR is the preeminent source of animation and home to some of the finest artists around.

A Real American Hero

My Friend Mac is awesome. He has taken it upon himself to cast The GI JOE Movie that will be produced by Lorenzo DiBonaventura after the Transformers Movie. A few odd choices for sure, but all rather sound I think. However I have to express my own distress at the omission of SERPENTOR. To be played by Ralph Fiennes. (Pronounced RAIF FNZ)



CHECK OUT ALL THE JOES AND COBRAS HERE!

CHECK OUT ALL THE JOES AND COBRAS HERE! .

Erin Go Bears!

On Behalf of Myself, King Brian, and the Little People, we'd like to thank you all for coming to our St. Patrick's Day/ Housewarming and eating EVERYTHING , then drinking in a progressively more sloppy fashion to the point where my floors are still sticky even after three goes at it with the mop. It was, and is our pleasure to host such an excellent band of vagabonds and ne'er do wells. And why "Erin Go Bears!" well I counted eleven UNC Bears at this to-do. Quite the showing of Greeality in LALAWOOD.

Enjoy some pictures ON FLICKR!

Holy McPoop O'Turdley! Tis TIME!

So, I'm throwing a party at the new pad. You'll get the whole treatment in time. But For the now, Here's some Irish History.

OBAMANIA!

Richard Dawkins is just a big softy.

I found out recently that most Americans would rather vote in a gay president than an atheist president. Considering how popular our friends of the rainbow flag tend to be in areas where the shit is oft kicked, I find this revelation rather shocking. Moreover, I have also found the villification of Dawkins rather suprising. I suppose THE GOD DELUSIONhas much to do with it. His rather harsh dismissal of religion as "The Root of All Evil", ruffled even MY feathers at times and I consider myself a ratther thick-skinned nonbeliever. But to those unfamiliar with the entirety of Dawkin's work, I'd like to intoriduce you to a kinder, gentler version of Dickie Dawk. In these two Documentaries, Dawkins addresses his love of Humanity, and of the natural universe. A love so deep, he hates to see its elegance tarnished by anything as petty as our own prejudices and superstitions.

NICE GUYS FINISH FIRST
This 24 miute Documentary discusses how being civil, and decent to one another is an evolutionary trait that favors those who practice it, rather than self-destructive violence. This 24 minute Doc, was made in order to counter critics of his "Selfish Gene" theory who claimed it was Social Darwinism.



THE BIG QUESTION:

This deeply touching documentary has Big Rich explaining how science may actually explain (In a sense) the question that religions have been asking since the dawn of time. Inspirational for anyone who has struggled with the seemingly silly complaxities and pettiness of certain aspects of Religion.

"What does Marcellus Wallace look like?"

An awesome animation of a classic Pulp Fiction Scene Using only Typography

CRAZY TIME!

Oh, dear friends. Sanity is such a frail and fragile bitch. I know my glass menagerie hasn't fared all that well this week. Presented with a few obstacles, I decided that perhaps Brit can't be fully blamed for her sudden shearing. By god, if we went around judging lapses in sanity after a split or during a moment of crisis like it was sharia law, we'd all have been stoned to death or at least caned by now. No, no, the emtional breakdown is as much the right of the well-maintained international playboy, as it is of the sulky, baldheaded, baby-momma, bumpkin, pop-star. Fortunately for us playboy types, the paparazzi aren't around as we manically call 18 times a number we KNOW won't be answered. Or when we throw a temper tantrum for badly phrased jokes. Yes, the breakdown is a cruel mistress, and when you wake up the next day in rehab or in shame, if you can see through the fog of depression and into the light of reality, you realize that the haughty bitch wasn't worth the trouble, and whatever brought Mistress Meltdown into your life, was but a trifle. Life after all, does continue. Britney may be kicking herself at the moment for her choice of clipper and umbrella weilding actions but if she's a tough cookie, and I know she must be, then she'll look back at this moment from the summit of her mountain of cash, wearing her tiara, and gently say "How Silly."

So must we all. Not from our mountain of cash perhaps, but from our own molehills of reality the realisation must dawn. "Eventually, i'll smile again."

In honor of Trifling the seemingly unsurmounatble, i'd like to share the following pop art images by a brilliant artist named Donald Topp.