Look at around 1:08 into this video. There is no way this guy (on the far right) is in the band??

JOURNEY: You're gonna be in our fucking video, Gino.

GINO: (On far right) Hey, I am just here to deliver some ham. My bosses are gonna have a freakin' shit fit. (looking at watch)

JOURNEY: Gino, your bosses told us your birthday is on Wednesday, and this is our little gift to you. Grab a brew and get into make up.

GINO: Awwwwwwwwww-riiiiiiiiiggggght! What do I do?

JOURNEY: Air drums...Wait, keep your pants on Gino.

GINO: Okey-dokey.

The Robots Are Coming!!!

I think as long as you don't build it to shoot lasers, or bullets, or Taser things, and you have a baseball bat handy, this robot will never be the boss of you. Plus, if you only program it to clean things, what's it going to do if it gets out of hand? Insist on cleaning more? Go for it, Wall-E. Don't electrocute yourself when you're scrubbing the toilet.

Man Eats 36 Year-Old Cake

real cake

TIDBITS

BUY THIS, AND MAYBE BELLER will throw me some $$ for my contribution!


ALSO: Menu Changes in NYC

“21” Club
“a meeting place for stage, screen, radio, sports, and jet-set people, supplemented by relaxing tycoons” vs. “now mostly vintage crowd”
Evidence of Inflation: Cold Senegalese soup was $2.65 vs. $14 now; jumbo lump crabmeat, $8.50 vs. $21
Menu Changes: Again, there’s some carryover via a “Classics” menu that includes the jumbo-shrimp cocktail and Caesar salad, but appetizers like smoked whitefish have now been replaced by smoked Berkshire pork belly. Also, you won’t fined entrées like sautéed frog’s legs, sweetbreads, or grilled squab.

Moving Forward With Your Mayoral Campaign...

Dear Naked Cowboy,

I remember when you sued M&Ms for ripping off, as the kids say, your "steez", so why are you now ripping off Obama?

I'm about ready to get Survivor on you and vote your ass off the island.

thanks,

fittedsweats

P.S. I have not taken the time to do any research on this.

nub city

How does a town become known as Nub City? Why did more than two-thirds of all loss-of-limb accident claims in the United States in the late '50s and early '60s come from the Florida Panhandle?

Let it Die

check this out or scroll down the comments here and you'll find what I believe is a wildly reactionary misinterpretation of a Dash Snow photograph, fueled largely perhaps by people's bitterness over the fact that the guy had some art world fame and that his relatives had some dough. Not sure why to be honest. I could be wrong.

And, sure, I can't claim to know Dash's motivation for taking this picture, and I don't know any of the people in it, but I know what it means to me. And maybe great art means different shit to different people. On 9/12/01, I remember waking up, and getting on a lousy three-speed bicycle, sneaking past police barricades as far up as Houston Street, and making my way down the East River, before weaving through an empty Lower Manhattan over to William Street and Nassau Street and Maiden Lane to see--to put it in a very corny way--what had happened to my city and what had happened to my country.

Street vendors had fled, and their empty carts stood on corners, with piles of bagels and donuts covered in ash. There were stacks of hard drives on the sidewalk along William Street that people must have tried to salvage that were abandoned. It looked, as you can see in the photo, like a snow storm had hit. There was fucking WTC paperwork everywhere. Dudes with full body armor and machine guns were on patrol from WTC, past the Stock Exchange and all the way down to the Ferry. This last part seems pretty common nowadays, but then it was deeply unsettling.

No one knew what would happen tomorrow, or even what might go down in the next hour. Still, it was our city. And I am not trying to speak for some select group of hipsters that I don't even know, I'm talking about 8 million motherfuckers. Regular people. Maybe in the short time that passed people are already losing sight of that, or were not in NYC then or whatever. But it was home, and it was supposed to work a certain way, and now it was beyond fucked up, full-on anarchy the closer you got, and I remember weaving my way across Maiden Lane as far as the cops would let me, and seeing what remained (not much) of the WTC facade, smoking. It was a crime scene.

It was sad. Unreal. Awful. And I, like the lads pictured, was curious about it. Drawn to it. To help out? No. It would have been nice to have helped in some way, but I didn't really help anyone. I was just a nosy fucker who snuck around looking at stuff.

In the days following, I saw a photograph of a friend of mine, Cheryl Dunn, who's also a photographer and had lived downtown for ages, about 11 feet away from the World Trade Center. In it, she is standing in front of her apartment, with, I believe, a gas mask on, amidst the rubble, and there is a sign that says, "We Ain't Goin' Nowhere," or something to that effect, nearby.

I felt a giant sense of pride seeing that. Maybe we're too cynical nowadays to express that sort of patriotism in the face of a massive asskicking, act of terror, or whatever. Maybe the Bush/Cheney regime and what they attempted for two terms in the wake of 9/11 made us all as jaded as the stuff that seems to be going down in some of Dash's other Polaroids. Maybe the fact that less than a year later a nearby bar on John Street became, briefly, the epicenter for drunken revelry for many people who couldn't give a fuck about who died on 9/11 means...I'm not sure what... But I look at this picture Dash took, and I guess it is easy to see disrespect in it, and nothing heroic about it, but I like the cockiness of it. I love it, in fact. I look at it as a scrappy little "Fuck You" from New York kids to whomever thought they could squash them. Simple as that. Maybe that, to people today is as naive, earnest and treacly as I might regard a '60s folk song, but that's what I see in the picture.

If you see something else in it, tough shit for you.

old...but nice

battleship, the drinking game

HERE

IRON MAIDEN WASTED YEARS

so underrated

More Kosar...Just Because

was this Don Criqui? Christ, could he be any more awesome as an announcer?

Beckham in his..."home" stadium??

After the referee blew for half-time, Beckham tried to hurdle an advertising boarding and appeared to make a "come on" gesture towards fans.

that's never smart.

Man denies claim he wanted to have sex with corpse

THIS KEEPS HAPPENING IN WISCONSIN.

The prosecutor says a van found near the scene contained shovels, a wrecking bar and a box of condoms.

Condoms? A bit squeamish, no? I mean, if you're going to fuck a dead person, well, then you need to just fuck a dead person, sans accessories. Unless you are a total wuss.

joy division covered by steel drum ensemble

maybe you've seen this already, if not, enjoy

Yauch Announcement

PILL HEAD

This is a great book you should purchase and read.

BERNIE KOSAR

... wonderful memories he keeps sealed in a plastic cup.

His teeth are in there.

So is the surgical screw that finally broke through the skin in his ankle because of how crooked he walked for years.

Your Boyfriend Just Got Busted for Killing a Maid

You go to court to support him. Nice look.

There is No God

First, every famous person in America dies this summer, then this.

Speaking of Meth...

It makes you crazy,” Ms. Rodriguez said. “Our credit is ruined, we won’t be able to buy another house, somebody exposed my kids to meth, and my dog died.”

Black Acid Co-Op

And here's the real punch line. After playing an intimate role in four historic bubble catastrophes, after helping $5 trillion in wealth disappear from the NASDAQ, after pawning off thousands of toxic mortgages on pensioners and cities, after helping to drive the price of gas up to $4 a gallon and to push 100 million people around the world into hunger, after securing tens of billions of taxpayer dollars through a series of bailouts overseen by its former CEO, what did Goldman Sachs give back to the people of the United States in 2008?

Fourteen million dollars.

That is what the firm paid in taxes in 2008, an effective tax rate of exactly one, read it, one percent. The bank paid out $10 billion in compensation and benefits that same year and made a profit of more than $2 billion — yet it paid the Treasury less than a third of what it forked over to CEO Lloyd Blankfein, who made $42.9 million last year.

Wait, Chris Russo Gets 3 Million a Year?

can they void that shit?

Hannity Means "Douche" in Irish...

Actually, that is not correct. A "hannity" is a guy who wets the bed and breast feeds until he is 46.

30 year anniversary of disco demolition

i loved those white sox jerseys

not usually a fan of tim. but i am a sucker for these silly titles/

too bad that the guy from Nickelback co-wrote it. He has zero sense of humor in his "own" work. (see below)

count the CLICHES who can stomach this?

If Today Was Your Last Day lyrics
Songwriters: Kroeger, Chad;
My best friend gave me the best advice
He said each day's a gift and not a given right
Leave no stone unturned, leave your fears behind
And try to take the path less traveled by
That first step you take is the longest stride

If today was your last day and tomorrow was too late
Could you say goodbye to yesterday?
Would you live each moment like your last
Leave old pictures in the past?
Donate every dime you had, if today was your last day?
What if, what if, if today was your last day?

Against the grain should be a way of life
What's worth the price is always worth the fight
Every second counts 'cause there's no second try
So live like you're never living twice
Don't take the free ride in your own life

If today was your last day and tomorrow was too late
Could you say goodbye to yesterday?
Would you live each moment like your last?
Leave old pictures in the past?
Donate every dime you had?

And would you call those friends you never see?
Reminisce old memories?
Would you forgive your enemies?
And would you find that one you're dreaming of?
Swear up and down to God above
That you'd finally fall in love if today was your last day?

100 Abandoned Houses

http://www.100abandonedhouses.com/

MJ UPDATE, FYI

Jackson's body is still missing his brain, which coroners are temporarily keeping for testing.

McNair Had Another Another Woman?

Kazemi's friends and coworkers showed that in the last five to seven days of her life, the 20-year-old felt her life was unraveling.

She had recently saw signs that McNair may be involved with another woman.

Oh, okay. Now after a few days of complete confusion, I get it.

LESS MURDERS WHEN IT RAINS

REALLY!

What are you doing for the 4th of JULY besides getting fatter?

Unless you are living in Colorado, you are probably a fat piece of shit...

The Story Behind a Great Scene

I'd never caught this whole director's v/o thingy from Being John Malkovich until now, funny stuff.

TIDBITS

So far I am not convinced BING is really trying to help me. Thanks, though.




Awww, sweet. This is a love story for the ages. All of it.