Saturday, February 04, 2006

Disorganized Procrastinator 

This is how law school makes me feel sometimes.

From The Onion's News in Brief:
Man Who Does Everything at Last Minute Wonders How You Do It

CHICAGO—Ted Henson, a copywriter at Green/Allium Advertising and notoriously disorganized procrastinator, is awestruck by his coworkers' ability to manage multiple aspects of their lives. "I'm surrounded by, like, these amazing super-multitasking rock stars," said Henson as he watched creative director Kyle Peters put some layouts in a metal file cabinet. "How do you deal with all this lame bureaucratic bullshit? You have to tell me your secret kung-fu organization system." Henson remained in Peters' office for over an hour, talking about Peters' filing system, the filing system in the film Brazil, and other Terry Gilliam films, causing him to miss a 2:30 assignment deadline.

Friday, February 03, 2006

Airborne Kitties 

Click here. Then click on the airborn cats set on the right and view as slide show. Click through and enjoy.

I love the hopeful look in their eyes as they almost grab the toy. Classic.

Thursday, February 02, 2006

Recently Rediscovered Gem 

Marvin Gaye - "Far Cry" off his 1981 album In Our Lifetime.

The Wikipedia entry on the album explains that Motown's treatment of the work led to Marvin leaving the label. He also accused the label of fiddling with the music (which he wrote, produced, and performed himself) before releasing it.

Well, I dunno if the label monkeys tweaked "Far Cry" or not. But if they did, it's to their credit. The tune is sparse and minimal, making good use of Marvin's vocal styling, but keeping the actual words few and far between. It starts with a slow build featuring a sick, low end baseline and driving hats. Then come the scattered snares and kicks. The build continues, but keeps floating on without breaking until about half-way through the song where he totally flips the script. The thing drops tempo into a slow, spaced out blues bridge that would make Pink Floyd proud. Then the driving hats and scattered snares are back and the tempo is driving again. It's enough to make you fall in love with music all over again.

The folks who make it out to Get Broke tonight will definitely be getting an earful of this one at peaktime. Can't wait to see the looks on faces as butts start movin' independent of the wills of their owners. It's a jock's greatest pleasure.

Wednesday, February 01, 2006

Enchanted Rock and Texas Wine 

I meant to do a post about the nice day I had on Sunday, but Toy beat me to it. Her account is here, and it pretty much sums up the experience nicely.

Mine differs only slightly. Jess and I bought the Hill Country Moscato and the Cabernet.

Here's a pic or 4:This one is obviously Enchanted Rock. That's Denny walking away looking all bad ass and shit.

Natalie looks like she's topping the horizon of some alien world.
We had a late lunch in the winery courtyard.

That's me enjoying my lunch with the crew.


I've got to do a long weekend in Los Angeles near the end of April to look for apartments to move into at the end of May.

Conveniently, the Coachella festival takes place in Indio, just outside of L.A., at the end of April.

Headliners for the festival? Depeche Mode and Tool. I shit you not. Tons of sick acts from electronic to soul to rock.

Hmmm...I think I know which weekend I'll be apartment hunting.

On that note, congrats to The Octopus Project, a great Austin band, for getting on the bill. They deserve it.

Tuesday, January 31, 2006

From the Department of Unflattering Photos 

I bring you future failed candidate for the Democratic 2008 presidential nomination:

Sweet mother mercy, she looks like she's about to eat that person.

Oh...and I guess I should say somthing about the SOTU, but honestly, I didn't watch it. I'm with Divisadero on that one.

What I will say is that I wish he was serious about his energy talk, but I don't believe him for a second. I'll hope he's for real, but I'm with Kevin Drum on this one.

The transcript reads well, if a little pragmatic for the usually blustering Bush. I wonder if he spat it out well...anybody see?

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