Wednesday, May 30, 2012

King + Hardcase

New novel in the works: Joyland.
What I'm reading.

Tuesday, May 29, 2012

Moonrise Kingdom

Want Bill Murray to take you on a tour of the set of Moonrise Kingdom? Sure you do.
My favorite part is when Bill is introducing the actors and what characters they're playing and says, "Bruce Willis playing a policeman—typecast, I guess."
Alcohol is an emergency exit. Sometimes it lets you out on the sidewalk, but sometimes it leads you into a dark, grimy alley with rats and starving dogs. And it’s only after the exit clicks shut behind you that you notice the dogs all have the faces of men.
Unaltered satellite image of geometric fields, taken from Google Earth, via The Atlantic.

Thursday, May 24, 2012

“I want to know if my hair is just like yours,” he told Mr. Obama, so quietly that the president asked him to speak again.

Jacob did, and Mr. Obama replied, “Why don’t you touch it and see for yourself?” He lowered his head, level with Jacob, who hesitated.

“Touch it, dude!” Mr. Obama said.

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Photo by Pete Souza, text from an article by Jackie Calmes in the New York Times.

Alien vs. Predator


by Michael Robbins

Praise this world, Rilke says, the jerk.
We’d stay up all night. Every angel’s
berserk. Hell, if you slit monkeys
for a living, you’d pray to me, too.
I’m not so forgiving. I’m rubber, you’re glue.

That elk is such a dick. He’s a space tree
making a ski and a little foam chiropractor.
I set the controls, I pioneer
the seeding of the ionosphere.
I translate the Bible into velociraptor.

In front of Best Buy, the Tibetans are released,
but where’s the whale on stilts that we were promised?
I fight the comets, lick the moon,
pave its lonely streets.
The sandhill cranes make brains look easy.

I go by many names: Buju Banton,
Camel Light, the New York Times.
Point being, rickshaws in Scranton.
I have few legs. I sleep on meat.
I’d eat your bra—point being—in a heartbeat.

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Check out Michael's collection of poetry, Alien vs. Predator
via I Wish my Name was Clemetine.

Tuesday, May 22, 2012

This song is the perfect soundtrack to the Bill Murray carefree bowtie knot photo one post previous. When I experienced them in conjunction at 4am I sobbed uncontrollably. That's probably normal.
It takes a special kind of man to tie his bowtie so sloppily and still look impeccable. Bill Murray is that man. I especially like Jason Schwartzman's manic psycho killer eyes at 4 o'clock. Via the always astute Put This On.
According to Patton Oswalt, this is the best Blade Runner poster ever. It's hard to disagree. Designed by Shoot the Glass.
via Super Cool Party People