As Nada Mas put it, this photograph is "subtle, yet effective."
Not sure who the original photographer is, but it's from this Flickr.
I think I was unprepared for war.
- President Bush in recent interview with ABC News' Charlie Gibson.
[Thanks Monica!]
The new boss of the State Department is Hillary Clinton. I think this is a good thing.
Photo by Brendan Smialowski/Getty
For those of you unfamiliar with Post Secret: [youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B6rTkp1dek4&fmt=18]
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I'm going to state the obvious here: That is one small horse!
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I'm in Delaware for this Thanksgiving weekend. Its been nice visit among great food and friends. And of course there are cameras galore here, which reminds me of this epic and totally offensive rant:
HERE'S how to be a photographer: If you follow these steps, you CANNOT fail at getting an art show at a shitty gallery in the city somewhere, and unless you have terrible breath you WILL get laid. If you can’t follow these steps, you will be a BAD PHOTOGRAPHER which is like being bad at using a microwave oven and you should then literally go play penuckle with my grandfather at The Home. You will be in great company, as he too is a BAD MICROWAVER.
INSTRUCTIONS:
1) Make sure you have a LOT OF FUCKING NATURAL LIGHT.
2) Make sure the natural light SOURCE is behind you
3) Make sure the flash on your camera is OFF. If you need a FLASH, it means you don’t have enough NATURAL LIGHT. (step 1)
4) Look through the viewfinder: Make sure that everything in your shot is symmetrical. If a tiny bit of it isn’t, like a bird or a queer walking down the street, that’s OK because it makes the photo “cool.” Go watch every Stanley Kubrick movie ever made if you don’t understand this. (Study Alex’s fake eyelash as the archetypal stylistic symmetry violator)
5) Take pictures of everyday shit from stupid angles but make sure it’s all SYMMETRICAL and that it isn’t MOVING.
6) Make sure YOU don’t move or have your fat black fingers in front of the lens when you push the button. (priceless tip: push the button down halfway, wait for a clicky sound, and then push it all the way in - this is the BIG photography secret that professionals don’t want you to know.)
7) Take TONS of photos of the same thing and then only use the good ones where the bird or the queer wasn’t blinking.
You’re done. You’re a fucking photographer. See how easy that is? That’s because it’s for JERKOFFS.
Read more here.
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A couple different interpretations of the chess board.
By Ji Lee
13 new drawings by Banksy. View Check out Nnamdi's other hat (previously) that he likes to wear on Thanksgiving. I mean I like pie as much as anyone else, but a pie hat? Aggressive. Too aggressive for Thanksgiving, I think.
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[Thanks Rolando!]
My new t-shirt came with this tag attached to it:
Check out Nnamdi's new hat. I told him he shouldn't buy it. "It's just too aggressive," I said, but he really loves them pilgrims though.
It's still a better look than camouflage Von Dutch hats. Hah!
On Saturday night I went to a friend's annual Thanksgiving potluck party at her apartment's event space. There was also a birthday party that was taking place there at the same time, which we ultimately ended up kind of crashing.
Mary, Pooja, and Munira eating.
Our friend eventually decided to relocate everyone to their apartment downstairs just around the same time that the other party's DJ started blasting some music. A few of us stayed to get this other party's dance started (so typical of us it seems, haha), including Pam here with a new friend.
Nishta acting like she wasn't into the music (the DJ played nothing but house techno, hahaa).
The heels come off.
These kids helped us get the dance party started.
Middle finger and Coors! Classic combo.
ZOMG! It's Mike! (Previously.)
Pam and Nishta!
Party people congratulating the birthday boy.
The party group for the night!
On our way out, we passed the building's gym where of course we needed to get our late night work out on.
Of course there's some video action:
[vimeo=http://vimeo.com/2329154] I think it's funny that all four of them were running at totally varying speeds, with Munira busting out the treadmill running man in the end.
[vimeo=http://vimeo.com/2329243] Mike running at FULL speed. LOL.
I have bad knees so I have to use the elliptical machines with the other ladies.
Munira wanted to balance the cardio with some lightweight high-rep lifting.
LOL. I don't know what you are thinking but it isn't whatever it is you are thinking.
Haha. I don't know what the hell is going on here.
Any one who knows me or has been reading my blog for awhile knows that if you hang with me I am eventually going to demand some jumps. "Pam! JUMP!" "OKAY!"
"Again!" "OKAY!"
"Pam! Mun! JUMP!" "OKAY!" This picture kind of captures their personality well I think.
Mike then decides to climb the apartment. It seemed like a really good idea at the time.
Munira wanted to try too. Hey kids: Lets not climb buildings when we're out. Ask Kaizar what happened the last time I climbed a building.
And then we hopped in a cab to head downtown to Boucarou.
Jet lagged Mike taking a nap in the cab.
Flashback, circa 2005!
On the cab ride back to Morningside Heights.
So vulgar. I apologize.
Pam's friend and one of the owners or something of the club.
Free drinks! W00t!
It seems like every club has a drum guy nowadays...
I was hungry so Munira and I headed to St Marks for some Japanese food. On the way there I spotted these orange canisters. Thought it looked cool or something I dunno.
The Japanese restaurant (it's my fave on this street and I'm sure most of you have been here already) has a cotton candy machine outside that you can use with the sugar powder they give you after you pay your bill.
[vimeo=http://vimeo.com/2329252] And here's the video of the process.
Ta-da! Cotton candy!
The End.
Everything at this online store costs $10. The catch? For $10 they will send you something but it'll be a surprise until it arrives. I think they should send me something and I'll pay them what I think it's worth. Yea.
