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dj kali @ burning monday 2009.05.11

jill kroesen :: i am not seeing that you are here
implog :: holland tunnel dive
blockhaus babaies :: beat me
alien sex fiend :: r.i.p.
siouxsie and the banshees :: spellbound
o.t.o. :: blue arrow
cabaret voltaire :: nag nag nag
tuxedomoon :: no tears
perverse teens :: la divine
opus finis :: havoc heap
coil :: who'll tell?
kr :: 40
clock dva :: axiomatic and heuristic
geomatic :: turn the coil
dive :: treasure
maska genetik :: the ocean
d.a.f. :: sato sato
blok 57 :: warm leatherette
synapscape :: hormona
controlled bleeding :: the fodder song
revolting cocks :: attack ships on fire [r]
din :: stab [scissor mix]
screamin' jay hawkins :: i put a spell on you
joy division :: walked in line
killing joke :: psssyche
liars :: there's always room on the broom
gang of four :: return the gift
hula :: big heat
click click :: black curtains
november novelet :: glass
depeche mode :: ice machine
death in june :: flieger
sol invictus :: looking for europe
novy svet :: en possession de te

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jihadvertising?

i keep seeing this ad for tictac candies:



am i the only one who finds the suicide bomber clown at the end a little unnerving? all the nice natural things like the bunny and the [extinct] woolly mammoth and the fruit get devoured by a trying-to-appear-nonthreatening-but-obviously-psychotic clown who then blows himself up. congratulations, tictac, i think this ad has landed you on about a dozen watch lists.

oh and by the way, showing me that your product will somehow cause my stomach to explode in a rainbow of wtf makes me believe that doing consuming tictacs would be a worse dietary decision than the time i ate two raw eggs and a half a bottle of hot sauce on a dare.

mental health mondays :: pop quiz

those of you who are friends of mine on facebook [that might look a little weird to those of you seeing this post on facebook] may have seen my weekly "sunday quiz time", where i just ask random questions in the name of stimulating conversation. after doing that this week, i ended up taking a very wide variety of quizzes on mental floss, which made me a little smug about my knowledge of geography and a little rattled about my knowledge of the finer points of grammar. [i want to say, in my defense, that the one grammar quiz i found was really f**king hard. is that last sentence grammatically correct? i don't know. i have no confidence in my grammar anymore.]

i got so into answering questions about just about anything that i thought it might be fun to apply that format to mental health mondays. i've already done links to quizzes about various mental disorders and how to tell if you have them [i think it turned out i had all of them], but i wanted to do a special set of…

i agree, smedley [or, smokers totally saved our planet in 1983]

so this conversation happened [via text, so i have evidence and possibly so does the canadian government and the nsa].

dom and i were trying to settle our mutual nerves about tomorrow night's conversion screening, remembering that we've made a fine little film that people should see. which is just about exactly what dom had said when i responded thusly:

me :: i agree smedley. [pauses for a moment] did you get that here?

dom :: no?

me :: the aliens who were looking at earth and then decided it wasn't worth bothering with because people smoked even though it was bad for them?
come to think of it, that might mean that smokers prevented an alien invasion in the seventies.

dom :: what ?!?!?

me :: i've had wine and very little food. [pause] but the alien thing was real. [pause.] well, real on tv.

dom :: please eat something.

of course, i was wrong. the ad in question ran in 1983. this is the part where i would triumphantly embed the ad from youtube, except that the governmen…