So I’ve already come up with my costume for this October: Carl Fredrickson from Up
How to: Tweed suit. Bowtie.Chunky, square glasses. Attach garden hose end to small dollhouse and float that with six to eight helium balloons. Walker with tennis balls on the feet. Walk around and look grumpy.
Bonus Details: Sidekick Russell (could be your girlfriend?). Dog (lighted collar a must).
Above: Hip fashion based on nostalgic game. 1990
Below: Hip fashion based on nostalgic game. 2010
Everyone (justifiably) gave Sarah Palin a hard time for the title of her book “Going Rogue.” The main criticism being that she hardly went “rogue” in the sense that she defied any norms of behavior or expectation.
But “rogue” no longer has any meanin, instead being a branding term for when marketers want to take a completely average product and give a sense of being beyond the oridinary. Case in point below (left to right): Rogue guitars, Nissan Rogue, Samsung Rogue, Rogue beer.
Maybe the greatest official city government video ever.
Grand Forks: Passive-aggressiveness on the Plains!
Exactly one year ago today, Barack Hussein Obama stood in Washington, D.C and recited the oath of office. Ten minutes later, men and women across America immediately started ordering CD-ROM copies of Learn Adobe® Photoshop® with Video Professor. What follows is another installment of The Awl’s ongoing coverage of noteworthy Barack Obama Photoshop. This edition: the worst, most inexplicable Obama political art from the last 12 months. The gallery is quite Not Safe For Work, Reasonable Political Discourse.
Before Avatar saved America from its economic recession, I’ve been noting its connection to Yiff (furry) fetish porn.
And now it looks like somebody is going to make a boatload of cash on exactly that: “Avatar Set For Porn Parody Treatment.”
Hustler plans on naming the parody “This Ain’t Avatar XXX” which is only moderately more creative that “unobtainium.”
My brother and I had a model train set in the basement. It was rather basic and some of the buildings were from my father’s Lionel set, which was larger in scale. This meant that the engine of our train could almost fit through the doorway of one of the farmhouses and that one of the farm animals, a pig, was about the size of a triceratops in relation to the tracks. No matter because before you become an adult and only see the wrong in everything, such details don’t matter.
One thing we also had were three or four of small trees. These wire-based pines and oaks (maples?) were covered in a kind of scratchy spray that gave them a winter wonderland snow-globe appeal. That is what I though of this morning upon seeing how last night’s dense fog in Grand Forks become today’s most magnificently divine ice-trees.
LookieHere! Grand Forks finally got its own Craigslist. And it seems the locals have also discovered Missed Connections.
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