Archive for January, 2008

DIG!!!

Mr Nick Cave continues to gleefully stomp down the road he chose last year with Grinderman, this time bringing the whole of the Bad Seeds with him. They will never be the same again. But no-one ever is, so let’s not cry about things we lost in the fire unless we cry for the appropration of that phrase by a fucken Halle Berry film.. It is delightful to see Mr Cave enjoy his own potential for cartoonish showmanship like never before, here’s hoping he doesn’t forget he can only get away with it while he keeps bringing the classic songs. For now though, Dig, Lazarus, Dig!

Just in case you don’t know what I’m talking about, here’s Grinderman:

best. spam. ever.

Just picked this up at work. I hope they catch lots of suckers!

Dear Hunting Enthusiast,

I have recently written a book called “Billy Goes Hunting,” which is the story of a young boy whose hunting beliefs and values have been challenged by his peers.

I wrote this book because I’ve tried desperately to find one like it for my own children and was completely unsuccessful. It seems that so many people associate hunting with cruelty or unfairness to animals. My children were being harassed at school because I am a hunter and I wanted a way to teach them the values of hunting. I don’t want my children to be ashamed of such a rich and wonderful tradition which has been passed down through my family for generations.

If you would be interested in purchasing this book for yourself or for someone else, please write me at info@BillyGoesHunting.com. You can also look at the website, www.BillyGoesHunting.com to get a better understanding of the book and view some of the art. Every page in the book is beautifully illustrated. The book sells for $9.95 plus shipping but if you are willing to purchase 5 or more books, I can sell them to you for the wholesale price of $5.95 plus shipping…

etc..

this little piggy was cloned..

pig. with a little jellyfish mixed in. courtesy of the guardian.

According to the guardian, the FDA says it’s ok to eat cloned meat. I find people who eat dead things increasingly hard to understand.

sleeping life

i dreamt that my fancy new honeypot had been emptied, the honey returned to it’s original, drab container.