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Gee, big surprise here…

-Twin Peaks-

Your Twin Peaks! Not only are you a movie but you
were an awesome t.v. series. You are laid back
and enjoy a good mystery.

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Gammatron points out this wonderful piece of atomic propaganda. The Atomic Revolution comic book!

Spent most of Sunday scanning photographs. First batch of them are posted here.

Just pointing out the last couple of reviews on Dave Q’s blog which are sheer genius. The ZZ Top reviews are the best music writing I’ve read in a couple of eons.

ZZ Top – Tejas – ****1/2
MOODS: Ominous, nocturnal, cynical, druggy, conspiratorial
SIMILAR/RELATED – Jim Thompson, Tobe Hooper, Malcolm Lowry, Paul Bowles
Making their evolution into a new-wave band appear in retrospect the logical next step by foregrounding the country rhythms. The Top turn off the Interstate for a tense night drive through the hinterlands, where lonely oil rigs loom over the landscape like all-seeing pteranodons and it isnÂ’t safe to pull over until you reach the Darien gap. “Arrested for Driving While Blind” is the last exit to civilisation – after that, the law is the least of your problems. To quote ‘The Sheltering SkyÂ’, “nothing is ever lost in the desert”, and that applies to ‘lost weekends’ too. Abandon hope. Fill ‘er up.

Blah day in general, until I saw this email in my inbox. The subject line alone is priceless:

Subject: Friendster: A.Gramsci is now your friend!

Combining this post on Slashdot and this page into one…

How to have the Burning Man experience from the comfort of your own home:

• Pay an escort of your affectional preference subset to not bathe for five days, cover themselves in glitter, dust, and sunscreen, wear a skanky neon wig, dance close naked, then say they have a lover back home at the end of the night.
• Tear down your house. Put it in a truck. Drive 10 hours in any direction. Put the house back together. Invite everyone you meet to come over and party. When everyone leaves, follow them back to their homes, drink all their booze, and break things.
• Buy a new set of expensive camping gear. Break it.
• Stack all your fans in one corner of your living room. Put on your most fabulous outfit. Turn the fans on full blast. Dump a vacuum cleaner bag in front of them.
• Pitch your tent next to the wall of speakers in a crowded, noisy club. Go to sleep. Wake up 2 hours later in a 110+ degree tent.
• Only use the toilet in a house that is at least 3 blocks away. Drain all the water from the toilet. Only flush it every 4 days. Hide all the toilet paper.
• Visit a restaurant and pay them to let you alternate lying in the walk-in freezer and sitting in the oven.
• Don’t sleep for 5 days. Take a wide variety of hallucinogenic/emotion altering drugs. Pick a fight with your boyfriend/girlfriend.
• Cut, burn, electrocute, bruise, and sunburn various parts of your body. Forget how you did it. Don’t go to a doctor.
• Buy a new pair of favorite shoes. Throw one shoe away.
• Spend a whole year rummaging through thrift stores for the perfect, most outrageous costume. Forget to pack it.
• Listen to music you hate for 168 hours straight, or until you think you are going to scream. Scream. Realize you’ll love the music for the rest of your life.
• Get so drunk you can’t recognize your own house. Walk slowly around the block for 5 hours.
• Sprinkle dirty sand in all your food.
• Mail $200 to the Reno casino of your choice.
• Go to a museum. Find one of Salvador Dali’s more disturbing but beautiful paintings. Climb inside it.
• Spend thousands of dollars on a deeply personal art work. Hide it in a funhouse on the edge of the city. Blow it up.
• Set up a DJ system downwind of a three alarm fire. Play a short loop of drum’n’bass until the embers are cold.
• Reread Dhalgren by Samuel R. Delany. Reread The City Not Long After by Pat Murphy. Cut off the bindings, throw all the pages up in the air, and shuffle them back together. Reread The City After Dhalgren by Samuel Murphy. Burn it. Reread the ashes.
• Throw a sprawling, drunken, week long party. Spend the next five weeks meticulously cleaning every square inch of your house.
• Bust your ass for a “community.” See all the attention get focused on the drama queen crybaby.
• Have a 3 a.m. soul baring conversation with a drag nun in platforms, a crocodile, and Bugs Bunny. Be unable to tell if you’re hallucinating.

Icelandic photographer Nökkvi Elíasson has spent 10 years photographing abandoned and deserted farms in Iceland and the results are just stunning.

John Scalzi points out a LA Times article about the Raymond Alf Museum – the only fully accredited paleontology facility at a high school. Like John I’m pleased to say that a helped add to the museum’s fossil collection.

Nice article in the Seattle Weekly about DJ Lance Lockarm (a.k.a. Brian MacDonald).

Late Sunday night I met up with folks at Lit in the East Village which was a rather nice low key bar. Adjourned from there and checked out a terrific mod dance club on 13th St. Don’t know the name of the place but it was a) free, and b) had a terrific DJ who was playing the Creation, The Small Faces, and a bunch of UK freakbeat. Extra bonus: the movie If was playing in the background.

Originally I was going to rent a car for the run up to Ithaca, but three days of long nights and little sleep made it a done deal – I’m taking the bus. In a couple of days I get to do this all over again…