Friday, June 25, 2010

Why The Fuck Am I Posting So Much; or, The Fuck You Guys Doing?!?

Yeah, so I had 3 gin rickys while watching the Brazil/Portugal game, and I'm drinking a chu-hi and eating peanuts while listening to the only good Mastodon album Leviathan... so here's yet another post. Its a short one, and blog-related: there's this real killer art/film blog called Opium Fields that I think you guys should check out. The art that the dude posts is usually pretty... meta. Most likely NSFW, but not in a pornographic way - if there's any nudity involved its either in the artful or Satanic manner, and nothing else. And he's got a serious penchant for out-there art flicks, Criterion included. Overall I think its a really great find in the blogosphere (my FUCK I hate that word) and if any of you guys are interested, I say check it out.

For ease of viewing's sake, here's the link: www.opium-fields.blogspot.com

I also might be starting an online store for Japanese clothing and Japanese Metal. I'll keep you posted.

Tuesday, June 22, 2010

My Least Favorite Bug


So, I used to think it was cool that Japan apparently doesn't have any indigenous poisonous spiders... cause I fucking hate spiders. And, you know, when they aren't poisonous, they're still kind of gross, but ultimately I can just throw up a little bit upon seeing one and be on my way after that.

Now, I have a hypothesis on why there are no poisonous spiders in Japan... poisonous anything much at all, if I'm not mistaken: its because Izanagi (probably, the shitty bastard) decided to take all the poison that bugs generally have and terror that bugs generally instill and stick it allllll in the most ultimate, horrifying bug ever.. THE JAPANESE GIANT HORNET.

This shit is like the Dodge Viper of "GETITTHEFUCKAWAYFROMME!!!" buggy mother fuckers. Here are some highlights:

+ Its stinger is a quarter of an inch long, and noticeably drips venom.

+ One component of its venom is a pheromone that attracts more of the bug bastards.

+ They have no natural enemies/predators, because they can kill fucking anything.

+ It can fly up to 25 mph, and likes to chase you.

There's a lot more over at wikipedia http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Asian_giant_hornet

Wednesday, June 16, 2010

書き過ぎてまた御邪魔しますが~

So one of my friends who I met when I worked at the Japanese camp is bumming around Japan for a few months. He recently suggested we hit up Fuji Rock Festival (being held in Niigata, I believe) on the 30th and 31st of July, and the 1st of August. Those keen devotees of Matt will notice the relative proximity to the Day of My Birth (August 2nd) and will probably think 'oh, neat.' But, I say, THERE IS MORE!

First, here are the lineup highlights:
Muse, Them Crooked Vultures, Massive Attack, Roxy fuckin' Music, John FUCKIN' Fogerty, Scissor Sisters, !!!, Belle & Sebastian, LCD Soundsystem, Third Eye FFUUCCKIN' Blind, Flogging Molly, Broken Social Scene, Lite, Air, and FUCK Magma FUCKKKKK.

Second, there is the suggested mini-adventure of hitching our way there (who knew Japan is purportedly the safest place to hitchhike in the world?!) We would also be camping, in tents, with bonfires and, assumedly, Ronald McDonald popping up here and there in the most creepy, and occasionaly most intimate, of ways.

The down side is that it costs approximately $400 to attend all 3 days, not counting food or anything but the price of admission. I'm pretty sure I'm OK with that... besides, Third Eye Blind?

http://www.smash-uk.com/frf10/

Comics

For all y'all comic readers, thought I'd let you know there's a new poster over at Lucid who's posting some pretty decent series.

Also, anyone ever read Hellblazer? Its fucking awesome.

Wednesday, June 9, 2010

Oil Well Disaster

So, this is pretty terrifying stuff. Sorry the sound is shitty.

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He's basically saying that
1) What BP has been trying to fix, and has thus far failed at, is a minor leak compared to the inevitable open hole on the ocean floor that is spewing much of the oil. The gash's existence hasn't been confirmed by BP, and it may not exist, but the volume of oil being found in the ocean, and the size of the blowout is inconsistent with the size of this leak at the drilling pipe.
2) If this hole exists, and evidence says it probably does, there are two ways to fix it. One is to let it run it's course, which could take 30 years and poison not only the Gulf of Mexico, but the Atlantic Ocean as well. The second is to use a nuclear device to crush the rock around the hole and close it.
3) The amount of oil in the Gulf of Mexico is a time bomb for hurricane season, when a big storm could cover the entire gulf coast in crude oil, basically causing complete destruction.

The first two statements could prove false, and let's all hope they do, but the third is as terrifying as poisoned oceans and deep sea nuclear explosions on top spewing oil reservoirs.

Isn't this basically the craziest shit you've ever heard in your life? Real Life Boogaloo indeed

Sunday, June 6, 2010

Right Call?

I am sure you all saw the almost perfect game pitched by the Detroit pitcher, Galarraaga, and the blown call by the first base umpire. I read an interesting post on another blog that despite the fact the ump made a bad call at first the runner was still safe. This is because a runner is not safe because he reaches the base before the ball gets to the bag, but because the first base umpire calls it this way. I think this is right. Anyone else agree?

Tuesday, June 1, 2010

Eye Opening Sandwich

Whuttup sluts,

I had the most eye-opening sandwich the other day. It was a ham and cheese with cornichons and grainy mustard, but fellows, the groundbreaking thing about this sandwich was that it was on PRETZEL BREAD. This bread was soft, but so substantially condensed...the crust was so paper-thin, but still had that slight stickiness...what this did was allow your teeth to find that traction, so when you bite down, you had a damn good half-second of doughy wonder before meeting the tasty contents of the sandwich. As for flavor, it had that bare amount of cooked-in smokiness and just a touch of dry saltiness...i can't stop thinking about it.
Its ironic because there was an article about proper pretzel bread in the Times last week. So I now either need to track down spots that offer such a delicacy or learn how to bake my own.

~Scooter