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friday favourites 02.08.13

image of the week
yes folks, they're back! "friday favourites" have been on a bit of a summer vacation, while i thought about ways to possibly tweak the format [suggestions welcome from those of you who might have them]. but i do miss the opportunity to share little internet gems with you, as well as other things and isn't having some sort of regular structure a good thing?

so here's the triumphant return of...

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

sizes matters, but so does shape, placement, weight and a lot of other things. which is why jockey is coming out with 55 new bra sizes.

modern art, brought to you by the cia.

collect the trinkets that collect your soul: cthulu magnets.

shoplifting from a walmart in texas? that's a shootin'. [i might add that over the couple of months that this has been on hiatus, i gave thought to having an "all-texas" version of this section.]

every man has a type that just drives him wild, fills him with such desire that he'll take outlandish risks just to satisfy his consuming lust. this man's type just happens to be vinyl and built for swimming pools.

don't pay any attention to the small explosion-like sounds coming from the next room, honey... 18 single-serving snacks you can make in a mug, in your microwave.

musical notes

one of the albums i gleefully returned to many times last summer, both for my own listening and as a dj was pop 1280's "the horror". i remain impressed with its grimy-rock-over-slimy-synth sound, perhaps mostly because it's relatively difficult to find something at once so nasty and so catchy that isn't a venereal disease. the band's new album "imps of perversion" is due out august 6th, but it's already streaming on pitchfork and there's a video [sort of] for the album's lead-off track. seems to pick up pretty much exactly where "the horror" left off...



if you like what you hear, you might want to check out the dates for their tour, which kicks off tonight in brooklyn at death by audio. [and which will bring them to montreal on september 27th, just a couple of days after someone's birthday...]

something i learned this week

i adore matthew inman, better known as the oatmeal. every time i browse through his site, i'm amazed at how many of his strange comics seem to have been siphoned through a giant silly straw from the very core of my brain. but until this week, i did not realise that we may be similar on a higher level. turns out, his birthday is falls just one day before mine. and ten years later.

so i learned that i do very much enjoy the humour of other libras. also, i learned that finding out the ages of people i admire is an increasingly painful experience.

goal for the coming week

i'd like to say that finishing the edits on my upcoming book is my goal, but the fact is that given the time that i'll have available, i'll be lucky to get the first section [it has six] done. so let's say that's a goal.

i'll also be spending some time doing some p.r.-type writing for an upcoming project longtime more like space friend yatra arts has in the hopper. news on that to come in the not-too-distant future. assuming i get my work done and don't end up screwing the timing for everybody. let's make that goal number two. don't screw things up for everybody.

follow-up and shameless self-promotion

i just wanted to say hello and thank you again to everyone who's been here lately. july was the busiest month ever on more like space by a significant margin, as i kept saying. but believe me, i'm humbled by the attention that i get and this blog is probably the reason that i'm not locked in a cell somewhere screaming about the voices, oh god, the voices talking incessantly in my head with no one to hear their strange banter but meeeeeeee...

in sadder news, i regret to inform everyone that the caustic lounge is on indefinite hiatus. i won't say it's dead, because i don't feel like giving up entirely, which means that chances are that dj kali and mr. dna will resurface at some point in the future. i'll be honest, with all the hoopla surrounding "conversion" and what with our being quite astonishingly lazy [even by the standards of a generation that has forgotten how to change television channels without a remote], we haven't really been looking for a new venue. but anything can happen. and once something has happened, it's more likely to occur again. so we're not dead, we're just hibernating. for the summer.

i did finish my third short film last weekend and for those of you who may have missed it, you can catch it, plus its two older siblings, right here on my vimeo page.

coming soon on more like space: naked week. seriously.

this week's image of the week is an original by my ridiculously talented friend kes forrester. i unfortunately don't have a web site to direct you to, but if you're curious to see more, i'm happy to pass along any inquiries.

kitteh of the week

lulu really is a perfect tuxedo cat. her jacket is fastened in the front.


that's all for this instalment. what do you think of the new additions to the format? anything else you'd like to see incorporated?

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