Everybody Hybrid Peoplenow

South Park was the shiz today. Kyle's dad gets a hybrid and then moves to San Franciso. Stan writes a song to convert eveyone to hyrbid's so that the Broflofskies will move back to South Park. Hybrids, such as the PIUS, catch on causing everyone to spew terrible bullshit into the air which forms a huge smug cload. This smug cload begins to merge with the smug cload from San Francisco, where everyone loves the smell of their own farts, alot. It forms a giant supercell smug cload which threatens to destroy the whole area, so they all destroy their hybrids, But its too late!...No worries, the broflofskies make it home safe with help of their guardian angel and Kyle lays down the lesson which is drive hybrids and don't dont be smug about it. This is "simply too much" for the people of South Park who go out and buy gas guzzlers. Oh yeah, and Kyle baby trib balls in SF.

Neo Street Art

This is a kind of graffiti I can get behind. I really want to make a bunch of these LED Thowies, its a shame it costs quite a bit just to use them as grafitti. Check out www.instructables.com while you're at it, its a pretty cool website with picture howto's for doing all kinds of weir off the wall do-it-yourself projects.

the creative juice squeeze

These are the results of my good friend squeezing her soul:

seeing is believing or believing is seeing no matter how it goes or where you happen to be in the world at the moment in time and if i saw what i believed than i would see a world where there is no deadline and no nine to five and no outrageous airline fees to prevent me from going to where i want to go when i want to go and who i may want to go there with and i would see a world where people do not die by the hundreds of thousands from diseases that are preventable and i would see a world where drugs that are needed are infinately cheaper than the lives that are taken. i might see a world where justice rules supreme as i travel by hot-air-balloon and i might even see international acts of compassion and if i look close enough i might be able to discern a world that exists without the concept of Quid-Pro-Quo and i might even see the brotherhood of humanity and of life.

but if i believed what i saw then i might not see any of those things instead only seeing things gotten in exchange for other things with not even a care paid toward those who toil and struggle and suffer from those wink-wink nod-nod exchanges and i would only hear hyperbole and double-speak from independently contracted think-tanks and i would see only the sullen defeated looks on the faces of people that have been tricked by the priorities in life that others have insisted upon placing on all of us and from my hot-air-balloon i would see thousands of species of flora and fauna go extinct as i pass overhead and i would hear languages and dialects that tell the story of vernacular evolution and beauty extingiush and cease to exist as i pass overhead.

from my hot-air-balloon i would see a costa rican feverishly reading and passing along my "dontated" copy of Ishmael and i would see my friends surfing the coast of costa rica and i would schools of hundreds of hammerhead sharks swimming in the seas below and i would see olive-ridley turtle hatchlings make it safely into the water as they struggle to begin their lives that last for so long i would see poachers being poached for poaching big cats for skins in india and tibet i would see reef systems being rebuilt and preserved and i would see that the last 600 ethiopian wolves in africa-the last wolves in africa-live on and on and on and on and from high above in my hot-air-balloon i swear that i could see sri lanka and sumantra and the pakistani region devestated by earthquake and the city of new orleans and its citizens standing proudly again.

the most amazing thing that i have seen on my travels in my hot-air-balloon by far are the flushed faces of each and everyperson on the planet having just been infused with the lifeblood of hope realizing that we are the answers to the problems of the world which is why ive descended from my hot-air-balloon to roll up my sleeves to help.

-Kate Singer

Annie are you ok? Are you ok Annie?

This bird is the front runner for best dance moves in the non mammel category. He clearly grew up during the 80s. I bet he could do a wicked headspin.

Fun with perspective

This guys art is pretty amazing, I'd love to be walking down the street in NYC and stumble upon some of this work.

The Simpsons...

This is a really neato recreation of the intro to one of the greatest things television has ever had to offer.

Ah, shit, let's drink to something else. Let's drink to fucking. Yeah, say, "Here's to your fuck, Frank."

So this looks extremely interesting. The coolness of David Lynch hosting, the title of this thing alone sparks wonderment: "Explore the Frontiers of Consciousness, Creativity, and the Brain". I'm seriously considering checking this out, its in Iowa, weekend of March 24th.

I apologize for the vulgar Title, but Dennis Hopper's performance in Blue Velvet is just amazing to me.

FolksVagen porn

I had to post this. Something about old VWs "tickle me in a way, that if Loretta tickled me that way. I'd say, 'Oh thats nice" Someone went through the trouble of doubling the amount of 16V 4cyl engines in an old volkswagen 'Rocco, put up a website and a bunch of videos. Oh snap, german engineering, IN DA HOUSE JAH!