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http://www.ubu.com/film/palestine.html
Island Song 1976
Strapping a video camera to himself as he drives a motorcycle around an island, Palestine harmonizes with the engine, maniacally repeating the phrase, "Gotta get outta here...gotta get outta here..." His chanting voice merges with hte vibrations of the motor, forming an incessant soundtrack that echoes the jarring motion of the camera. Palestine creates a kind of composite instrument in motion as well as an "articulated personal drama" (1976). His stated desire for escape is contained by the boundaries of the island. Palestine was a trained cantor, and he often used his moving body and sustained vocalizing to generate a physical and aural intensity in his musical/video performances of this period.
Island Song 1976
Strapping a video camera to himself as he drives a motorcycle around an island, Palestine harmonizes with the engine, maniacally repeating the phrase, "Gotta get outta here...gotta get outta here..." His chanting voice merges with hte vibrations of the motor, forming an incessant soundtrack that echoes the jarring motion of the camera. Palestine creates a kind of composite instrument in motion as well as an "articulated personal drama" (1976). His stated desire for escape is contained by the boundaries of the island. Palestine was a trained cantor, and he often used his moving body and sustained vocalizing to generate a physical and aural intensity in his musical/video performances of this period.
We back?
So last night, per usual of Thursdays for me, I went to my Media Criticism class. It is scheduled to run from 6 until 830 pm. Typically, if we get out on time, I have just enough time to walk briskly and catch my 845 train home with minimal problems.
Well last night, about 20 minutes in to class, we are informed we will be getting out early because our professor has to leave for New York in the morning and he is yet to pack. This was exciting news. It meant I didn't have to haul balls to the train. So we get out at about 740, leaving me time to walk around State Street and go to any of the open stores to shop or whatever. 8 pm rolls around, though, and everything basically shuts down (sans a Subway, but really, can you shop at a Subway?).
So I decide to walk over to the train station and just sit there until the train arrives in 45 minutes. I wind up sitting outside of the station, against a wall, on a stoop, looking at a map of CTA routes and times. As I am feeling like Vasco De Gama, researching this massive chart, out of the corner of my eye, I see this young African American fellow walk past me. I think nothing of it and go back to my routing and planning.
Moments later I get that feeling. You know, that feeling like something is afoot. Like things aren't right. Well that feeling falls over me.
I gradually lower the map, and much to my surprise, standing about a foot, foot and a half in front of me is this gentleman who I saw out of the corner of my eye seconds earlier. Only thing is, he is basically staring at me.
As I looked at him, I notice he is wearing all black and sunglasses (at about 815 at night, mind you). But what was most perturbing about this individual was his teeth. He didn't have ordinary teeth, oh no. He had fangs. All of his teeth were shaved or molded in to sharp, pointed fangs. Once I realized this, I wanted to run from the black vampire, but had no way out, seeing as I was sitting against a wall, basically.
I slowly remove my headphones and say "pardon me?" as though he were saying something that I did not hear. He responds "are you an artist?" to which I tell him "uhrm, no." He then follows up with a "do you like art?" question. Not knowing how to respond, I babble off "well, I guess. I mean, I don't know art. It's all bullshit to me!" As I am saying this, I notice he is opening his bag, presumably to pull out some peroxide to clean my neck before he drains me of my precious, precious blood.
He then hands me a post card with a tiger doodle on it. I look at it, feign interest and say "oh this is great. Thanks a lot!" I turn it over and it has dates on there for an open house at an art gallery. I assume he was just an art street teamer, so I calm down, really think nothing of it, and just go back to looking at my map. But then black vampire walks next to me and starts talking.
"Are you getting on this train," he asks me. "Uhmm, no...I'm getting on later....(?)" I reply (note; this line I say about getting on the train later, in retrospect made no sense, and is therefore hysterical to me). He then points to a girl on her phone about 15 feet away and says "do you think she's hot?". "Excuse me?" I reply, to which he follows up with "Would you want her to be your girlfriend?". "I actually have a girlfriend and am really, really happy with her...so no!" I tell darky McBloodDrinker. This is then followed up with his stating "I was at Bally's Total Fitness, and there was this cute Asian girl there. I thought to myself, 'Wow, she's cute!'".
This was when I had enough. I pulled my phone out, made a quick phone call, and walked away. I was worried that I would be accosted by this vampire on the train, but alas, I backed far away as he boarded, and made sure not to get on the same car as him.
And that is my story on how I ran in to Blade at the train station last night.
Well last night, about 20 minutes in to class, we are informed we will be getting out early because our professor has to leave for New York in the morning and he is yet to pack. This was exciting news. It meant I didn't have to haul balls to the train. So we get out at about 740, leaving me time to walk around State Street and go to any of the open stores to shop or whatever. 8 pm rolls around, though, and everything basically shuts down (sans a Subway, but really, can you shop at a Subway?).
So I decide to walk over to the train station and just sit there until the train arrives in 45 minutes. I wind up sitting outside of the station, against a wall, on a stoop, looking at a map of CTA routes and times. As I am feeling like Vasco De Gama, researching this massive chart, out of the corner of my eye, I see this young African American fellow walk past me. I think nothing of it and go back to my routing and planning.
Moments later I get that feeling. You know, that feeling like something is afoot. Like things aren't right. Well that feeling falls over me.
I gradually lower the map, and much to my surprise, standing about a foot, foot and a half in front of me is this gentleman who I saw out of the corner of my eye seconds earlier. Only thing is, he is basically staring at me.
As I looked at him, I notice he is wearing all black and sunglasses (at about 815 at night, mind you). But what was most perturbing about this individual was his teeth. He didn't have ordinary teeth, oh no. He had fangs. All of his teeth were shaved or molded in to sharp, pointed fangs. Once I realized this, I wanted to run from the black vampire, but had no way out, seeing as I was sitting against a wall, basically.
I slowly remove my headphones and say "pardon me?" as though he were saying something that I did not hear. He responds "are you an artist?" to which I tell him "uhrm, no." He then follows up with a "do you like art?" question. Not knowing how to respond, I babble off "well, I guess. I mean, I don't know art. It's all bullshit to me!" As I am saying this, I notice he is opening his bag, presumably to pull out some peroxide to clean my neck before he drains me of my precious, precious blood.
He then hands me a post card with a tiger doodle on it. I look at it, feign interest and say "oh this is great. Thanks a lot!" I turn it over and it has dates on there for an open house at an art gallery. I assume he was just an art street teamer, so I calm down, really think nothing of it, and just go back to looking at my map. But then black vampire walks next to me and starts talking.
"Are you getting on this train," he asks me. "Uhmm, no...I'm getting on later....(?)" I reply (note; this line I say about getting on the train later, in retrospect made no sense, and is therefore hysterical to me). He then points to a girl on her phone about 15 feet away and says "do you think she's hot?". "Excuse me?" I reply, to which he follows up with "Would you want her to be your girlfriend?". "I actually have a girlfriend and am really, really happy with her...so no!" I tell darky McBloodDrinker. This is then followed up with his stating "I was at Bally's Total Fitness, and there was this cute Asian girl there. I thought to myself, 'Wow, she's cute!'".
This was when I had enough. I pulled my phone out, made a quick phone call, and walked away. I was worried that I would be accosted by this vampire on the train, but alas, I backed far away as he boarded, and made sure not to get on the same car as him.
And that is my story on how I ran in to Blade at the train station last night.
girlwithaspirin...your rebuttal?
ladies, the latest issue of twice monthly fashion newsletter the JC Report is all about women's shoes. y'all love your heels, eat it up. samplings:
holy hell (heel?) these are tall:
hot (more the legs than the shoes...)
wtf is this? the voltron heel?
ladies, the latest issue of twice monthly fashion newsletter the JC Report is all about women's shoes. y'all love your heels, eat it up. samplings:
holy hell (heel?) these are tall:
hot (more the legs than the shoes...)
wtf is this? the voltron heel?
QUOTE(kmac @ Mar 23 2007, 10:35 AM) [snapback]343031[/snapback]
These are gorgeous! thanks for the link
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girlwithaspirin...your rebuttal?
I got nothin'. Bum vs. bum, boogerdrawers get beaten by blooddrinkers.
Pinups: Eldon Dedini's Satyrs and Nymphs, from the ASIFA-Hollywood Animation Archive Blog
You can't beat Christmas in the country.
You can't beat Christmas in the country.
Page 29/83 is truly the best page in this thread. Yeah, it's got the genesis of the SOMB cat meme obsession, but there's a whole lot more going on that's equally inspiring..
QUOTE(kmac @ Mar 23 2007, 10:35 AM) [snapback]343031[/snapback]
girlwithaspirin...your rebuttal?
ladies, the latest issue of twice monthly fashion newsletter the JC Report is all about women's shoes. y'all love your heels, eat it up. samplings:
holy hell (heel?) these are tall:
hot (more the legs than the shoes...)
wtf is this? the voltron heel?
fuuck.
fukcem bitchem
QUOTE(Jess @ Mar 23 2007, 10:24 AM) [snapback]343130[/snapback]
QUOTE(kmac @ Mar 23 2007, 10:35 AM) [snapback]343031[/snapback]
These are gorgeous! thanks for the link
The only US store is in St. Louis?
does anyone on the board still listen to Sound Opinions?
I saw a sikh at yorktown mall who had a john deere cap stretched over his turban. he looked too old to be 'ironic' about it
what the fuck was I doing at yorktown?
what the fuck was I doing at yorktown?
QUOTE(elastico @ Mar 24 2007, 12:50 PM) [snapback]343668[/snapback]
does anyone on the board still listen to Sound Opinions?
Not unless I happen to be in the car when it's on. This new hour long version is too structured, boring, and soundbite-y.
HIST360: New levels of tool-dom/Thesisszzzz
Items checked out:
Archives of Empire
Gender and Empire
Empire and Information: Intelligence Gathering and Social Communication in India, 1780-1870
Original Letters From India (1779-1815) by Mrs. Eliza Fay
Carnal Knowledge and Imperial Power: Race and the Intimate in Colonial Rule
Home and Harem: Nation, Gender, Empire and the Cultures of Travel
The English Utilitarians in India
Sex and the Family in Colonial India: The Making of Empire
Gender, Gnre and Identity in Women's Travel Writing
Maps of Englishness: Writing Identity in the Culture of Colonialism
Reading the East India Company, 1720-1840: Colonial Currencies of Gender
I haven't read any of them yet.
I just like seeing them all in list-form.
does anyone on the board still listen to Sound Opinions?
I listened to it every week this summer via Podcast.
But now, no.
Items checked out:
Archives of Empire
Gender and Empire
Empire and Information: Intelligence Gathering and Social Communication in India, 1780-1870
Original Letters From India (1779-1815) by Mrs. Eliza Fay
Carnal Knowledge and Imperial Power: Race and the Intimate in Colonial Rule
Home and Harem: Nation, Gender, Empire and the Cultures of Travel
The English Utilitarians in India
Sex and the Family in Colonial India: The Making of Empire
Gender, Gnre and Identity in Women's Travel Writing
Maps of Englishness: Writing Identity in the Culture of Colonialism
Reading the East India Company, 1720-1840: Colonial Currencies of Gender
I haven't read any of them yet.
I just like seeing them all in list-form.
QUOTE(elastico @ Mar 24 2007, 11:50 AM) [snapback]343668[/snapback]
does anyone on the board still listen to Sound Opinions?
I listened to it every week this summer via Podcast.
But now, no.
here's a story for you:
last night, i went to the time out chicago eat out awards (best/ worst name ever) and all of these fancy restauranteurs were there and i was super nervous! because i hate new people! but then when i sat down at my table the first person i saw was HOT DOUG. of HOT DOUG'S. AND I ADORE HIM. so i got reaallly excited. and drank A LOT of white wine. and at my table were the chef and owners from the chicago chophouse who were really nice and funny. but i was like, uhm, i wanna sit with my coworkers. so then i did.
i'm usually really introverted in those sorts of situations. but not with 7 glasses of wine in me. i told them that when hot doug wins, i would give him a standing ovation and they were like "OH WE WILL TO" and then hot doug won and i stood up and starting WHOOING and NO ONE ELSE DID. but it was fine, i kept on doing it. then i told my coworkers i was disappointed in them.
after the awards i went up to hot doug and gave him a hug and told him i loved his work.
then i went home, really plastered. the end.
last night, i went to the time out chicago eat out awards (best/ worst name ever) and all of these fancy restauranteurs were there and i was super nervous! because i hate new people! but then when i sat down at my table the first person i saw was HOT DOUG. of HOT DOUG'S. AND I ADORE HIM. so i got reaallly excited. and drank A LOT of white wine. and at my table were the chef and owners from the chicago chophouse who were really nice and funny. but i was like, uhm, i wanna sit with my coworkers. so then i did.
i'm usually really introverted in those sorts of situations. but not with 7 glasses of wine in me. i told them that when hot doug wins, i would give him a standing ovation and they were like "OH WE WILL TO" and then hot doug won and i stood up and starting WHOOING and NO ONE ELSE DID. but it was fine, i kept on doing it. then i told my coworkers i was disappointed in them.
after the awards i went up to hot doug and gave him a hug and told him i loved his work.
then i went home, really plastered. the end.
has anyone ever heard of putting toothpaste on zits to dry them up?
yes
giada delaurentis looks like a giant sluuuut
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giada delaurentis looks like a giant sluuuut
her head is enormous, but I'd still give her a chin omlette
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QUOTE(ladytron: the tv series @ Mar 27 2007, 03:38 PM) [snapback]345436[/snapback]
giada delaurentis looks like a giant sluuuut
her head is enormous, but I'd still give her a chin omlette
Her head is fine -- it's her arms that are too short.
QUOTE(ladytron: the tv series @ Mar 27 2007, 02:38 PM) [snapback]345436[/snapback]
giada delaurentis looks like a giant sluuuut
giada delaurentis is amazing.
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QUOTE(ladytron: the tv series @ Mar 27 2007, 02:38 PM) [snapback]345436[/snapback]
giada delaurentis looks like a giant sluuuut
giada delaurentis is amazing.
amazing at eating dicks.
So long as we can all agree that Rachel Ray is incredibly annoying and repulsive.
agreed.
that giada whatever lady is hosting the second half of the today show this week. not at all interesting but yea.
that giada whatever lady is hosting the second half of the today show this week. not at all interesting but yea.
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So long as we can all agree that Rachel Ray is incredibly annoying and repulsive.
yeah, but I'd still fuck her giant ass, but I wouldn't use any E.V.O.O.
You guys remember when eric maloney was completely in love with Rachel Ray?
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You guys remember when eric maloney was completely in love with Rachel Ray?
I don't even remember when he was in love with his wife
is this post out of line?
Post of the month.
Damn, homie.
QUOTE(Firefly @ Mar 27 2007, 03:42 PM) [snapback]345438[/snapback]
QUOTE(ladytron: the tv series @ Mar 27 2007, 03:38 PM) [snapback]345436[/snapback]
giada delaurentis looks like a giant sluuuut
her head is enormous, but I'd still give her a chin omlette
we call her show Big Head Erotica.
QUOTE(feisty @ Mar 27 2007, 03:44 PM) [snapback]345441[/snapback]
QUOTE(ladytron: the tv series @ Mar 27 2007, 02:38 PM) [snapback]345436[/snapback]
giada delaurentis looks like a giant sluuuut
giada delaurentis is amazing.
A voice of reason rises above the ridiculous din. She's wicked good looking, no doubt. And has a classy air about her, too - my wife says she comes from "old money". We really like to watch the show, my wife to scribble notes for her cookbooks and me to pretend she's talking dirty to me (i.e. whenever she says "hot", "creamy" or "hard"). Cooking shows are good for occasional pot heads.
And amen to R. Ray's shapely bottom - she's got pudgy little man hands and acts like a Teletubby, all animated and "OH, MY GOSH!" but she does have a nice bumper. Classic suburban, parking lot, raised on the couch & real butter, done-it-dad's-Camry-before girlbutt.
FUCK YEAH!!!!!
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Artsy Chairs for Simakos
Link
QUOTE
This collection of chairs has a lot of good ideas for making your own - I really like this "cut and paste" chair, if you have a few old chairs this could be your next franken-chair!
Link
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FUCK YEAH!!!!!<br>
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GET YOUR FUCKING DICK HARD!!!!
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So it's working again. That youtube thing they were doing was annoying. Seeing/hearing her diminshes my enjoyment of the comics. The Natalie Dee in my head is far superior to the reality, and I'd like to keep it that way.
i havent bothered to watch the videos because, yea pretty much i dont want to ruin nataliedee more than i already have. i mean, she looks like my long lost sister. thats bad enough.
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can someone tell me how to pronounce the following:
sufjan
!!!
sufjan
!!!
SOOF-YAN
CHIK CHIK CHIK
CHIK CHIK CHIK
QUOTE(thrillho @ Mar 28 2007, 02:38 PM) [snapback]346164[/snapback]
CHIK CHIK CHIK
what? get the fuck outta here
I love watching the Venture Brothers on my lunch break...
I'm not sayin', just sayin'....
I'm not sayin', just sayin'....
Jess is so cute when she's clueless about music.
Awful Link of the Day® --BDSM for Christians.
overheard:
Girl 1: [has middle initial Y]
Girl 2: Is your middle name Yvonne?
Girl 1: Yeah, how did you guess?
Girl 2: I couldn't really think of any other names that begin with "Y" other than "Yancy"
Girl 1: [has middle initial Y]
Girl 2: Is your middle name Yvonne?
Girl 1: Yeah, how did you guess?
Girl 2: I couldn't really think of any other names that begin with "Y" other than "Yancy"
Dear. Yvette. DEAR! Y! VETTE!
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