why nancy kerrigan whyyyyy

soundbite that will forever live in infamy in my soul @ 2:00:

anthem du jour

raise your weapon-deadmau5

happy halloweekend bitches

TRICK OR TREAT, FOOLIOS! for the sake of tradition, here's pete and pete season 2 episode 5, fittingly titled "halloweenie":

beatz and bleepz: the monster mash (up) edition

okay, no actual mash-up's this time, but i WILL provide you with some supernatural-themed jamz to get your halloweekend going right. alas, halloween is pretty bleak in these parts so i doubt i'll be participating. feel free to throw some reese's pumpkins and candy corn my way, though, yeah? in the meantime (while we wait for the great pumpkin) let's have a little dance, shall we?

scary monsters and nice sprites-skrillex
vampire (silent sounds & sylco rmx)-john & jenn
monster (camo & krooked rmx)-professor green
werewolf (omega rmx)-cocorosie
goblin city (holy ghost! disco dub)-panthers
ghost (hey champ rmx)-gemini club
skeleton boy (grum rmx)-friendly fires

anthem du jour

gone forever-the raveonettes

(more) ideas for bringing back the oc

jesus god why did you take away the greatest show on television? why did you make mischa barton think she was so good at acting? why did you take away ryan atwood's choker and leather jacket? why did you give seth cohen self-confidence? these are rhetorical questions, naturally, but seriously...let's just resurrect this shit and make the world a better place. okay, okay. i've seen pet sematary; i know you can't bring something back from the dead and expect it not to kill and/or eat you. but how about some spinoffs? i already suggested one that would specifically address mischa barton's career woes, but don't worry because i have so many other ideas. like, for instance:

• marissa explains it all: an in-depth look into the cooper home through the eyes of a fashion-forward know-it-all named marissa cooper. complete with ladder entrance for ryan atwood and ferg-face-esque-but-not-as-smart-as-him-though little sister cooper whose name escapes me.
• america's next top model home: let's see how many of kirsten's model homes ryan can burn down in a series of challenges that focus on ways to be homeless and still look good.
• mighty morphin' power range rovers: a fleet of multi-coloured range rovers and their corresponding teenagers-with-attitude (and money) drivers join forces to form one giant megarovebot which they use to fight ugly people, poor people and the IRS. seth cohen is the nerdy blue one, marissa's the pink one and ryan's the red one. i dunno who's going to play the ethnic roles of the yellow and black ones. ps i just realized how racist the mighty morphin' power rangers was.

please consider these ideas, josh schwartz and/or fox television and/or higher being. kthanksbye.

sindel: the original hair whippin' willow smith

i'd like to take this opportunity to talk to you about how video games have been shaping who i am ever since we got that beautiful sega genesis when i was five years old. it was a gift to my sister; at first she was pretty distraught that it wasn't a super nintendo (as was i...if you can't play duck hunt then what's the point in living?) but we soon learned to appreciate the sega in all its 16-bit glory. we spent hours playing sonic the hedgehog, collecting chaos emeralds and battling the evil doctor robotnik, that sneaky bastard. we hung out with intergalactic stoners toe jam and earl and endured hours of seizure-inducing elevator rides to the various levels of a place that was supposed to be planet earth (but clearly was not). we enjoyed hours of battletoads, a poor man's version of the teenage mutant ninja turtles only instead of being named after famous artists they were named after skin conditions: rash, zitz and pimple (proliferating the stereotypical image of wart-laden toads). but perhaps the most character shaping game of all was mortal kombat...while we weren't technically "allowed" to play MK, my mother was in grad school at the time so pops let us do pretty much whatever the eff we wanted. aka scar us for life unintentionally by letting us watch things like the garbage pail kids and jaws, and by telling us we were going to eat worms for dinner, and by letting us eat so much candy, and by playing the spooky sounds tape when it wasn't halloween and terrifying me to the point that i would run out of the house screaming. but that is besides the point. the point is that we could play mortal kombat. i don't even know who i'd be if i'd have encountered good parenting on a daily basis! so thank you dad for your mild negligence (okay okay he wasn't THAT bad, but still...) ps, i'd just like to say that all of these video games shaped my love of beats and bleeps and all things electro from an early age with their technotastic soundtracks, and for that i am grateful (as you should be, too).

what am i getting at with all this video game talk? well to be honest, i could go on rambling but i'll spare you. but this discussion was spurred by willow smith's SMASH HIT 'whip my hair'...i am a huge fan of this song for restoring my faith in tweens; it would complete my life if willow smith would beat up the entire cast of iCarly sindel-style. oh right oh right oh right that's why we're having the video game discussion...sindel, fightbitch extraordinaire from mortal kombat, is the original fiece hair whipper. observe:



do you see? mortal kombat (etc.) has been inspiring youths from all walks of life, willow smith and myself included. okay that's all. hooray for video games and hair whipping and parents.

ideas for new versions of freaky friday

• whoopi goldberg and elisabeth hasselbeck switch bodies and craziness ensues.
• an american person switches teeth with a british person and craziness ensues.
• vegemite switches with marmite and craziness ensues.
• robert pattinson switches hair with jason alexander and sadness ensues.
• mary-kate and ashley switch bodies and nobody really notices.
  

we don't even speak anything but pet sounds

saku: "meow. meow. muaaaaaaoooo."
juli: "meow. meow."
saku: "...meow."
juli: "meow?"
saku: "meow."

shotreverseshot

saku: "blah. blahblahblah. blahhhh."
juli: "almost. that's almost what i said but that's only what it sounds like i said."
saku: "blah blah blah. blah."
juli: "kind of."
saku: "blah?"
juli: "okay."

IS THIS HOW ANIMALS FEEL?

beatz and bleepz lil bb's

happy weekend times my darlings! against my better judgment i will be heading to a *shudder* lounge tonight to kick off my fin de semana. i really don't enjoy club crowds; they're full of try hards and gel heads and people that i generally try to avoid, but sometimes you just have to suck it up and be social. i can only hope they will play music like this:

baptism (story of isaac rmx)-crystal castles
the recluse (netsky rmx)-plan b
sun (midland re-edit)-caribou
star (doctor p rmx)-blame
fuck you (le castle vania rmx)-cee lo green
music sounds better with you-stardust
warm thrash (millionyoung rmx)-dream cop

anthem du jour: bukowski bukowski bukowski

8/29/91-foxes in fiction

cortometraje: el empleo por santiago grasso

this short film by santiago bou grasso is amazing:


El Emplo [İstihdam] - Kısa Film
Cargado por talhadereci. - Mira películas y shows de TV enteros.

anthem du jour

yegelle tezeta-mulatu astatke

NEVER FORGET: allison, from intervention

rip: remix manifesto

i thought this documentary by brett gaylor was pretty interesting. it's about copyright infringement and the threats that the concept of intellectual property poses. ch-ch-check it out in its entirety right here:

beatz and bleepz: the i have a resaca edition

hangouts lead to hangovers. this is clinically proven, largely by me. to cope, i've opted to stay in bed all day long watching episodes of 'no reservations' and trying to fight the urge to do what i usually do in situations like this, aka order any and/or all forms of asian food for delivery and fall into a fat kid coma. but perhaps you are not hungover, and perhaps you are chomping at the bit to enjoy yourself this evening by dancing up a thunderstorm. if that is the case, then i applaud you, sir(s). here is your reward for staying the course and maintaining your energy reserves for the real weekend, not the fake one:

love fighter-stardonE
swing tree-discovery
red star-80kidz
forte da funk-binarpilot
transport-grum

obligatory remix:
shampain (fred falke rmx)-marina & the diamonds

obligatory i-am-so-sorry-but-i-had-to pop song:
we r who we r-ke$ha (u r not good @ spelling? or u love the alphabet?)

ps, it is my duty to warn you that electronic music also leads to hangovers. in a study performed last night, 100% of participants showed signs of regret upon waking up this morning.

hot dog fingers, count choculitis...

"the most unfortunate invalids on earth came in search of health: a poor woman who since childhood had been counting her heartbeats and had run out of numbers; a portuguese man who couldn't sleep because the noise of the stars disturbed him; a sleepwalker who got up at night to undo the things he had done while awake; and many others with less serious ailments."

from "a very old man with enormous wings" by gabriel garcia marquez.

PENCIL VS CAMERA by ben heine

anthem du jour: NSFW edition

yeah, like any of you have jobs anyway. but just in case you do (i'm impressed if you do) beware of so many tits in this music video. but the song is bomb, and the music video is c-r-a-z-y in the best kind of way.

El Guincho - Bombay from CANADA on Vimeo.

difficult. icult. icult. icult. icult.

UFFIE - Difficult from Uffie on Vimeo.

anthem du jour: troop beverly hills

SHOPPING IS OUR GREATEST SKILL. inspired by my stylish new rucksack, the closest i'll ever get to camping.

make it big - the beach boiz

salt the snail. salt the snail. salt the snail.

this happens to me all the time

LOOK WHAT YA DID YOU LITTLE JERK

there's such a lot of world to see

anthem du jour

running from the cops-phantogram

outer space is fucking ridiculous and huge

watching kill bill all day

i wanna be in the crazy 88.

pink floyd plus explosions equals glamorous

maybe we're exploding so slowly that we don't even know it yet.