Tuesday, July 15, 2008

Thursday, July 10, 2008

We are opened!


From a shop in Brooklyn.

Eat here at your own risk

There will be blood


One of the benefits to having a friend in the Writer's Guild is being able to go to free events at the Director's Guild Theater. This was from the January 3rd showing of There Will be Blood. Afterwards Paul Thomas Anderson was interviewed by Scorsese. It was amazing to listen to two of my favorite directors. Scorsese's dissection of TWBB was very interesting.

Cud


CUD? A division of C.O.W. Trading Corp.?
Is this a front company for the Bovine Liberation Army?

Are these burritos trying to tell me something?

Too lazy to peel & chop your own cucumbers? Fortunately you live in America.

Dymaxion Houses


Models of Dymaxion Houses from the Whitney's Buckminster Fuller exhibition.

From Brooklyn: the Saddest Telephone Ever


Stung


If you're allergic to bee stings, never forget your epinephrine.

Monday, July 7, 2008

Mütter Museum





Some pictures I took on the sly at the wonderful and eerie Mütter Museum in Philadelphia. The Mütter is a museum of medical oddities and it's the only one of its kind that's open to the public. If David Cronenberg were a curator, he'd be working here. Their section of infant and fetal specimens can be very moving.

At the top is a lithopedion, a rare medical condition where a fetus dies in the womb, but is not expelled by the body. Over time, the soft tissues are replaced by calcium. The name is from the Greek for Stone Child.

The bottom-most picture is a shrunken head. Seeing it in person, you can feel the power coming from it.

Ty-D-Bol Man on the Subway!



Remember the Ty-D-Bol man, the sailor who buzzed around your toilet tank in his speedboat keeping it spotless (discretely looking away and humming really loudly as you went to the bathroom)? If you're too young to get this reference, you missed out on one of the most surreal ad campaigns ever.

Anyway, the other day on the subway, the Ty-D-Bol man entered the train and sat opposite me! Sure, he's aged a bit, but he was unmistakable (I've blurred his face in the interest of not being sued). I'm glad he's visiting New York; there are a lot of toilets here in serious need of his attention. Where was this guy when CBGB's was still around?

Hardy har har


Saw this on a phone booth in Midtown. Obviously from a fan of the song "911 is a Joke".

With friends like these...


A friend sent me this picture of myself from 1982. Er, thanks, buddy!