It was 70-some degrees yeterday, and my red Jesus candle overflowed. I like the effect. It can be recreated by burning the candle 1/3 of the way down, filling with water, and leaving it out in the sun.
I am going to make a rare appearance in Louisana for the wedding of Evan and Michele, the week of May 24th. Who still lives in Louisiana? Do you live in Baton Rouge or New orleans? Who wants to put me up for a few days? Who wants to buy me drinks? Who wants a nice portrait of themselves? Who knows of any photography sidework I can do while I am there? What else is going on around that time? Who has secretly wanted to have sex with me for years and may now get a chance? GET IN TOUCH!
I'm planning on volunteering for the one in DC. 10,000lbs of crawfish! I had heard about this for years, but never got in on it in time. Just now I found out that they do them all over the country though. I may try to go to the one in NY also. It's the following weekend, and is the same weekend as MOCCA (comic show).
Terrence McKenna foretold the collapse of our information heirarchy under its own weight. Anyone who has trawled through the echoing labyrinths of youtube response videos and livejournal clique wars has seen the brackish waters from whence our doom will rise, bubbling and swirling like the Asgardian Kraken from Cloverfield.*
In short, teh internets will obliterate our culture. To prove this, I offer you a set of videos. Alone, they are amusing and entertaining and a bit provocative. Together, they are eclectic and intriguing a bit more random. The context which brought this collection together is the damning evidence. Before I reveal it, let me remind you of the MTV commercial that aired a couple or 5 years ago chronicling the rise and fall of the term "bling." Don't remember? Well the internet does. Street slang enters rap songs, gets bandied about by the hip-hop hangers on, then Carson Daly farts it out of his mouth, and so it passes from him to suburban teenage girls and on to their desiccated aunties. RIP Bling-Bling, 1997-2004. The point: once a nugget of culture is spread to far from its origins, it dies. Stir this moral in with your memories of the Sars outbreak, and Outbreak the movie. Remember how airports and other conveniences of transportation make the spread of deadly viruses lots lots easier? Okay now you're ready.
The following videos were sent to my Mother by one of her professional colleagues. She's in her late 50's, listens to folk and classical music, and takes her dog to the doggy salon to get a haircut and shampoo every other month.
(Only 2 and 4 are SFW.)
Go look up the effect of ebola on the organs and veins and cell walls of the human body. That's what teh internets are gonna do to us.
There is no hope for our culture.
