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March 31st, 2009

We get nearly daily emails now telling us to clean up after ourselves. There are inconsiderate people in the world. I’m not sure condescending to them with passive aggressive “jokes” is going to get through, but damned if Daniel doesn’t try his best:
To All,
Let’s try to keep the parking lot, outside walls and [...]

Crayon Physics

March 30th, 2009

Welcome to the future.
Crayon Physics Deluxe from Petri Purho on Vimeo.
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Who’s Gonna Watch You Die

March 28th, 2009

Tonight was weird. I stayed in to write. I think I’ve realized I have to be a grinder. There’s a quote… hang on I have to look it up — Well FUCK it’s impossible. I don’t know who said, and I don’t know it exactly. But it had something to [...]

The Dogway Melody (1930)

March 27th, 2009

For some inexplicable reason it took thirty years of my life to find out about this movie. Clips have been going around today. All hilarious. Somehow I have to get a copy.

This is a hilarious article.
“…Pet paraphernalia was cited as the cause of about 9 percent of the falls at home.
As for cats, 86 percent of falls involving felines happened in the home, 17 percent of them while chasing the cat.”
For All Their Plusses, Pets Pose a Risk for Falls, Too

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March 26th, 2009

Thanks for fucking up my twitter trifecta, Jim. Brightest strobe light? Pft. If only I hadn’t hesitated on the spelling of “hoo HA!ey.”

Oh Fuck!

March 25th, 2009

That human-battery thing from the Matrix movies is already coming true!

Bon Iver

March 24th, 2009

Bon Iver is a dude/band I don’t follow enough.
BON IVER*For Emma Forever Agoby popmontreal

Well that experiment didn’t work. I never liked “tipsy” anyway. There’s no good word for drunk. Inebriated maybe but I can’t spell that, and actually that sucks too.
So I guess I’ll just whine about whatever when I’m drunk. It’s therapy. You can read along or not. But attaching it [...]

Tipsy: All Sigur Ros

March 22nd, 2009

What’s wrong with feeling sorry for yourself? I mean, don’t wallow in it, but fuck it, feel sorry for yourself once in a while… right? Is there somebody else who’s going to feel sorry for you? And if there is, is it, in any way, as fulfilling? If somebody said they [...]

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