Thursday, April 30, 2009
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Sunday, April 19, 2009
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Madden Retires
It is a sad day for sports and a sad day for humor. John Madden has hung up his hat at the age of 73. He will no longer be rewarding us subconsiously with punch lines and endless obvious comentary. He was waiting for something to develop and then BAM! he got developed. Be easy Madden, i hope we cross paths.
Abraham Obama
Abraham Obama is a humorous and provocative look at an unprecedented political art movement. A campaign to change the visual landscape of America yields a new President, and ushers in a new collective consciousness for Americas people.
Famous street artist Ron English gathers a crew of professional pranksters and hits the road on a grass-roots campaign to make public art and promote Obamas campaign for the Presidency. Abraham Obama takes us on an unforgettable ride as the stories of Ron English unfold alongside musicians and artists such as Shepard Fairey, Jack Medicine, David Choe, Sam Flores, The Date Farmers, Will.I.Am, Morgan Spurlock, DJ Z-Trip and several others.
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Monday, April 13, 2009
Sunday, April 12, 2009
Thursday, April 9, 2009
For the rest of my life I will reflect on what Light is
my day was all but check off as a bad one until a pause for a photo turned into a omen and an adventure. i road all over downtown trying to squeeze off pictures until my batteries died however i was to late, with my first snap came the demise of my camera batteries and i felt as if my day had been ruined, i had came down town for nothing until i decided to go to best buy and look for a first aid for my pentax. after long discussion and questioning of one of the employs, a gigantically fat human being, i splurged on some batteries. as i returned to my location for the picture, and replaced my batteries, i fliped the camera to the on position and nothing. a waste. time and money, i surrender. i decide to cut my losses and get on my bike home when i see this picture. as quickly as it took me to hop on i hopped off. i saw this....
and that is when i whipped out my cell phone and prepared to capture the moment, just to send to facebook as a reminder of my trip i suppose. and as soon as i had my finger on the trigger the phone rang. it was an unknown number so i ignored it, my phone in return ignored my request to ignore the call and asked me politely with another sharp ring to choose again, this time i chose Answer, as i glanced around the NYU campus staring at hipsters and punks and skaters and nerd and a black security gaurd i spoke with a woman about when my sunglasses would arrive . i hung up and i was about to go on and be about my business when i was startled by a young, hipster, punk, skater, nerd, standing next to me, within my bubble, almost whispering to me "May i ask what intrigues you about this?" and I, in my stoner stooper stood flustered, i looked at it read it to the best of my ability and i responded, "the capital L in Light i suppose." and then made a noise that not even yoyo would have understood. i dont think it was a noise from a language i was trying to speak i think my body was saying something like a yawn or something. but then i explained to him it was for a blog or whatever and i like to catch cool things like that. and then with the slightest motion of his right hand he lifted up a piece of pink chalk and told me "well here is something else you could add" he handed me the pink chalk, turned, dropped his skate board on the ground and road off as his trench coat dangled in the wind behind him. straight out of a movie, i marveled for a moment, took the picture and then under it wrote "Thank You."
what else could i have said? if it werent for the dead batteries or the phone call or the guy being on a skateboard i wouldnt have run into him and the moment never would have happened, and it made me realize "for the rest of my life i will reflect on what Light is"
and that is when i whipped out my cell phone and prepared to capture the moment, just to send to facebook as a reminder of my trip i suppose. and as soon as i had my finger on the trigger the phone rang. it was an unknown number so i ignored it, my phone in return ignored my request to ignore the call and asked me politely with another sharp ring to choose again, this time i chose Answer, as i glanced around the NYU campus staring at hipsters and punks and skaters and nerd and a black security gaurd i spoke with a woman about when my sunglasses would arrive . i hung up and i was about to go on and be about my business when i was startled by a young, hipster, punk, skater, nerd, standing next to me, within my bubble, almost whispering to me "May i ask what intrigues you about this?" and I, in my stoner stooper stood flustered, i looked at it read it to the best of my ability and i responded, "the capital L in Light i suppose." and then made a noise that not even yoyo would have understood. i dont think it was a noise from a language i was trying to speak i think my body was saying something like a yawn or something. but then i explained to him it was for a blog or whatever and i like to catch cool things like that. and then with the slightest motion of his right hand he lifted up a piece of pink chalk and told me "well here is something else you could add" he handed me the pink chalk, turned, dropped his skate board on the ground and road off as his trench coat dangled in the wind behind him. straight out of a movie, i marveled for a moment, took the picture and then under it wrote "Thank You."
what else could i have said? if it werent for the dead batteries or the phone call or the guy being on a skateboard i wouldnt have run into him and the moment never would have happened, and it made me realize "for the rest of my life i will reflect on what Light is"
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
Simple Things
Dream Come True
So as my first post as a born again blogger I have a dream come true. I always wanted to be in the middle of a jerk sesh and spot someone I know on my 17 inch monitor, not necessarily getting jizzed on, but one of those hoes in the background getting finger banged. So it didn't play out to perfection, instead a girl told me about some pictures she had that had Hanley Walker and Jenna Ngyunen in the background of BangBros shoot. So without further ado. But grab your barf bags, you're in for a ride.
Monday, April 6, 2009
Food For Thought
Is this not adequate? Is the job I'm doing so "half-ass" that I should either drastically improve or quit all together? Because I would probably chose the latter. Are you not entertained? Is that not why you are here? I will admit I have recently relied on my type-writer for Food For Thought and other Half Baked thoughts but from this moment on I promise to suck more juice out of the socket and into my lap for you, and for my own sanity as well. Because this is not adequate. Throwing up random pictures and videos is no where near my idea of a good blog. Just because it's a Blog about Nothing doesn't mean it has to be shit. This is a pep talk for my self if you haven't caught on yet. And unlike whatever Tom Izzo said, I hope this will work.
Guess that Dick
Sunday, April 5, 2009
Saturday, April 4, 2009
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
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