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friday favourites 17.08.12

image of the week
i'm retroactively declaring this week to be national irony week. i've spent much of the week feeling like i've been run over by a truck- or wishing that i would be- because despite being so exhausted that i think i've lost about 60% of my cerebral function, i've been unable to sleep. monday got things kicked off with a patented "kate migraine" that involved waking up too wobbly to move for the most part and mostly blind in one eye. that more or less set the tone for the week, which was kind of off-balance. i'm hoping that corrects itself in the week[s] to come.

there were, however, a few things that made it worth getting out of bed this week and here they are...

good news :: things i can't make up from around the internet

not content with losing luggage, united airlines has upped the ante by misplacing an entire child.

things that my cat arthur has in common with president lyndon johnson: 1. both large guys. 2. peeing on things they're not supposed to.

what's more gauche than hiring a white hearse? dying while delivering the guest of honour to his appointment.

baby's big book of death.

some airlines have added a fuel tax surcharge to deal with the rising price of gas. others prefer something a little more immediate.

goings on :: things you can [and should] participate in

if you're in montreal... the monthly post-punk night at the casa del popolo will be taking place tomorrow [saturday] night. mr. dna and i were guests last month, but this month we'll just be observers. jovially drunken observers...

and for you fashion-minded ladies, kollontai clothing is having their end-of-summer sale this weekend. it's a great opportunity to find deals from this local designer at phenomenal prices. there are nibblies, drinks and comfy man-chairs on premises. what more could you ask?

guess it's kind of a local type thing this week...

musical notes

it's a double shot this week! first up, another short film by my better half, dominic f. marceau, with music by theologian, called "zero"



second, it's something brand new from devo, who have thrown their support behind the "dogs against romney" campaign. the song is kind of interesting, in that it reminds me of some of the really early, quirky devo recordings and the commentary on the situation by devo founder gerald v. casale [see below] is brilliant.



Regarding Obama supposedly eating dog meat as a child: Look up "equivocation" people! Why engage in apples and oranges arguments? Even if Obama ate some dog, he didn't abuse and kill it for goddsakes! It was already dead! And, as far as Romney's claim that Seamus like being roof-racked, when is the last tim
e your dog showed joy by convulsing and shitting mounds of diarrhea down your car windows from that fun trip on the roof in the hot summer sun? Give me a (you know what) break! This not about Democrats vs Republicans or Red vs Blue and all the rest of that trumped up pseudo WWF smack down crap the media hypnotizes you with. This is just about a man with a very questionable soul. Even though our political candidate choices are about as deep as the difference between Pepsi and Coke these days, and knowing that the president is just a figurehead bought and paid for by the Plutocracy that is America in Century 21, character still matters. A president should take the same oath as doctors i.e. "Do No Harm". We make pets dependent on us. We created all the dog breeds. We are thus responsible as stewards over all species. Case closed.

- Gerald V. Casale.
follow-up and shameless self-promotion

well what do you know? my vagina is big on the internet!

ok, so it turns out there's absolutely no politically correct way to say that, but this week, it seems that many people were interested in "things i won't be doing to my vagina". of course, i also lost a bunch of followers on twitter this week, so it's possible that people are interested in and put off by my vagina in equal numbers.

dominic couldn't resist sending my this article from the guardian, which should prove unequivocally that there is absolutely nothing wrong with our vaginas. in fact, they are models of perfection.

and since we're talking about vaginas, how would you feel about taking a ride in one? that's not a euphemism. behold the vagina taxi:

find the clitoris and ride for free

courtesy of finnish artist mimosa pale.

kitteh of the week

today is apparently "black cat appreciation day", which is an awesome day to have. although i no longer have the black cat saturation in my home that i once had, we do still bow to arthur the king in this house and we salute his dark glory.

hail to the king, baby

that's all for this friday and thanks very much for reading!!! fyi, this week's "image of the week" comes from a series of incredible anatomical food structures by artist dimirtri tsykalov.

Comments

Big Baby's book of the dead is awesome. I have promptly bookmarked! You do find the coolest stuff.

as long as you're here, why not read more?

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.

making faces :: getting cheeky

blush might just be the last thing that a beauty lover comes to appreciate, seeing as it can be a matter of slight degrees that separates one product from another, and it's most difficult to tell from just swatching a product how it's going to look. and it did take me a long time to appreciate that, despite loving my refined pallor and believing that my natural rosy flush was more than enough of a blush for me, blush is my friend. it softens, sculpts, perfects and, although you might not see it at first blush [yuk yuk yuk], it is something that subtly harmonises with the other colours in a look to make it "complete". yes, it's the most tricky thing to pull off when you're wearing something that doesn't mesh with your own undertones. but it's also the thing that can take a face from gloomy to glowing with a swish of the magic wand known as a makeup brush.

highlighters are an even trickier lot, since many of the more brilliant ones have a tendency to e…

making faces :: chanel's velvet realm

who doesn't love velvet? i know when i was younger, i used to, as george costanza longed to, "drape myself in velvet" and although that phase passed with time, i still think that the plush fabric has to be one of the high points of human achievement, up there with interior heating, advanced medicine and vodka. so to me, it's no surprise that one of the most hotly anticipated launches in the cosmetic world is chanel's new "rouge allure velvet" lipstick line, because even the name immediately makes me want to put it on my lips.

on a more concrete level, chanel describes these lipsticks as "luminous matte", which is sort of like the holy grail for lipstick lovers. we all want those intense, come-hither film noir lips, the sort where young men and sunlight are lost and never heard from again, but historically [including during the making of those films], applying a matte lipstick felt sort of like colouring in your lips with an old crayon that had…