Acrylic and ink on canvas.
A silver robot on a pink background. It’s got an equaliser on its stomach.
Yay, cleared out the ‘singlet’ crap and took over this Tumblr, because my headmates are doing it. Well, three of them, anyway. Kerry and Noël have been on Tumblr for almost two years, and Em just joined. M used to Tumble quite a bit, but he hasn’t logged into his in a minute.
The 71-Year-Old Virgin.
If you’ve ever lived in San Francisco, you know Owen Dias. He’s the guy sitting on Market Street near Union Square — almost all week every day — holding anti-sex placards. (Dias and I had a bizarre exchange in 2002, where something he said made me so mad I gave him the finger.) Well, someone at the SF Weekly finally had the good sense to ask him what he really believed:
“Owen and his sign define unlawful sex as anything other than a ‘virgin man and a virgin women’ in marriage (read: he or she who has masturbated or looked upon another in lust is no longer a virgin). If you’ve had any other type of nooky, he says the only way you can get right with the Lord is to stop having sex for the rest of your days. ‘I’ve never had sex in my whole life,’ he boasts. ‘Never masturbated in my whole life either. Since I came out of my mother’s womb.’”
So glad our finest programmers are spending time arguing about this.
Book Titles, If They Were Written Today
Then: The Wealth of Nations
Now: Invisible Hands: The Mysterious Market Forces That Control Our Lives and How to Profit from ThemThen: Walden
Now: Camping with Myself: Two Years in American TuscanyThen: The Theory of the Leisure Class
Now: Buying Out Loud: The Unbelievable Truth About What We Consume and What It Says About UsThen: The Gospel of Matthew
Now: 40 Days and a Mule: How One Man Quit His Job and Became the BossThen: The Prince
Now: The Prince (Foreword by Oprah Winfrey)
because every stylish guy needs an easier way to carry their axe.
Gilt.
This whole fashion axe thing is totally out of control. Pure insanity. I’m all for rugged, outdoorsy clothing, particularly when it has the classic aesthetic values of the mid 20th century. I love that shit.
BUT AXES? SERIOUSLY? FUCKING AXES?
Cue Monty Python’s “Lumberjack.”
The popular children’s game Operation attempts to simulate the steady hand necessary to perform surgery by asking the players to remove simulated organs from a cartoon character without touching the metal sides of the cavity (thereby closing an electrical circuit and setting off a buzzer).
But wouldn’t it be crazy and humorous if a child swallowed that same buzzer mechanism, thereby giving an actual physician the experience of the game during a real surgery? According to the Author, it would.
