The time for getting fame for your name on it’s own is over. Artwork that is only about wanting to be famous will never make you famous. Fame is a by-product of doing something else. You don’t go to a restaurant and order a meal because you want to have to shit. — Banksy, Wall and Piece

Psst.. September 17th, 2007 at 7:31 am
Of all the ways I can think of to start my shift, one of the worst would be to get stuck in an elevator for 30 some-odd minutes wondering if anyone can hear me or if anyone knows I’m there. Stuck. At midnight. Like a rat in a cage. Like a rat in an elevator. Alone. In the rain. (OK, it wasn’t raining.) # (5)

Johnny Cash & Mrs. Piggy - Jackson

September 11th, 2007 2 Comments
From the department of ring of fire dept.
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Psst.. September 11th, 2007 at 3:36 am
Another summer in New Orleans… another fucking bout with acne. *sigh* # (0)

3! 2! 1! Contact!

First episode, featuring the making of the theme song.

September 10th, 2007 2 Comments
From the department of lets make contact dept.
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Sisters keep mother’s body in fridge for ten years - and visit her every weekend

Ok, this story cannot possibly be true, can it? Wow. Some people are all kinds of crazy.

The body of the widow has been kept refrigerated on the premises on the instructions of her two daughters and is brought into the funeral parlour’s chapel of rest each weekend for the visits.

When she died in 1997, the body was preserved with formaldehyde but it has deteriorated to such an extent that it is largely skeletal with some skin remaining on the upper half and head.

September 6th, 2007 2 Comments
From the department of death became her dept.
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