The 5 point palm exploding heart technique, real or baloney?
“What I find most depressing is the happiness of stupid people.” –Slavoj Zizek
I read Jay Frankston’s poetry book about his impressions and memories and dreams about the Holocaust, and John Sakowicz’ evaluation of MCPB manager John Coate, and a hundred other things. The show’s a little shorter than usual, for some puzzling reason, but it’s a pretty good one. A tip: when offered the choice, downloading and saving a recorded show is better than just listening; you can have it again later without waiting, and you can skip around in it and avoid something that annoys you –razzy music or a story that’s teaching you something you don’t want to learn. Because life is short.
Short, I say. Be that as it may, just now on my way home from videorecording Mendocino Theater Company’s production of /Gaslight/ I was going over in my mind the recent past for mistakes and embarrassments to agonize over and fiddle back and forth like a loose tooth, and I realized that I said on the air Friday night, “Now it’s 60 years after 1945…” That’s the kind of thing that makes me bark my own name in dismay. Why? Why didn’t I hear myself saying it and correct it? Oh, well; it’s not as though I murdered anyone. That I know of.
And here are links to some not necessarily radio-useful but interesting items that I happened upon while putting my show together, that I found mostly thanks to the fine websites listed to your right.
Kinetic art. How to do it.
Those are some giant balls on those kids.
Slow-motion chameleon tongue.
Sleepy horses farting and snoring and sighing majestically.
But how can she be full of shit when she’s so pretty? And glim that ladder-like trachea. Hot-cha.
“Even if the levels were twice as high, you could still swim in the ocean for six hours every day for a year and receive a dose more than a thousand times less than a single dental X-ray.”
Evidence of weather modification, government HAARP plots, space alien intervention and so on, and all phenomena hundreds of millions of years old, from before HAARP and scientific advancement and aliens of any kind or color. How can it be?
My favorite: Jesus Denise. It needs a comma, but… /Jesus/, Denise. Unless her name actually is Jesus Denise, like Swag Hood Joyce. Unless that’s /swag hood, Joyce, swag hood/, which it probably is.
The fabulous Tefifon.
A scatter-plot of every named genre of music.
Sally Forrest is dead.
As is Stan Freberg.
Nokuluga Buthelezi. Especially at 1:10! By 1:15 or so, notice the expression on your own face.
Sad cat diary.
Cat ladder blog.
The fabulous RU 800 S.
Machine elves? No.
Mephisto spirals, how do they work?
How we get pansies.
Nice black and white music video.
I see this not as a cute /awwww/ moment but as an example of toxic power imbalance in a relationship.
What every political rally photo op actually looks like. (Scroll down.)
Economic reality: Godzilla versus ants.
Xenu! You’re real!
Henri de Ferrières, Livres du roi Modus et de la reine Ratio, France 15th century.
A pictorial encyclopedia of coolth.
Flying man! Flying man!