Tuesday, September 29, 2009
In the 1800s, there was a popular fad of trick photography to make "ghosts" appear in photos as this sort of cloudy mist or dust that was created in the developing process. Charlatans would act as clairvoyants and produce a photo for bereaved families supposedly showing their loved ones' ghosts floating about.
I believe this is an example of that trick photography. Except the ghost isn't of a deceased family member, it's of her anal virginity.
I am having a horrible time finding good examples of these old ghost photographs, and now I'm kind of on a mission. If anyone knows of a good link, let me know.
Peeing in a one-piece bathing suit sucks because you're afraid someone's going to open the door of the bathroom and catch a glimpse of a full n00dz, but I guess it could be worse - even in a two-piece someone could be taking a picture of you and posting it on their Flickr account.
Monday, September 28, 2009
Sunday, September 27, 2009
Saturday, September 26, 2009
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Do you know what's for pussies? Drinking beer out of a bottle. Real men need big giant kegs of the stuff, and they need to drink it in cool exciting ways. Giant metal tubs of the sudsy stuff, drank upside-down, that's how a real man drinks it.
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Monday, September 21, 2009
Friday, September 18, 2009
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Thanks to Amy for the pic of her frenemy "Moop". Apparently his name is from the fact that he has "woop" tattooed on his knuckles, and a misreading provided the name. That's kind of unrelated, but it's just funny to think of someone having that tattoo on their knuckles. Tattoos are kind of crummy cuz everyone born after 1980 has one now, but the few people who have purely ironic tattoos are really carrying the "fuck you" mantle, right?
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
You know the scene in a horror movie or the X-Files or whatever where someone sees an old photograph from years earlier and recognizes some present day character, and then they realize that person is a ghost or time traveler or has a disease that makes them appear not to age (there's something wrote with Esther)? This preferably takes place in a creepy old library at the microfiche machine scanning old newspapers or flipping through yearbooks at the defunct convent day school.
Well. This picture has been a favorite of mine; I've posted it before months ago. Maybe just because the guy is cute?
So then I find this next picture....... taken in 1975...
OMG THE CALL IS COMING FROM INSIDE THE BUILDING!!!!!!11!!!11!!!!!1?!>!!11!>!E
Monday, September 14, 2009
At first, I thought this was a girl, and I immediately thought it was a super cool girl. But then I realized that what I thought was her long hair coming out from under the helmet was actually the hair of a girl standing behind, and the person in the helmet really a guy. Immediately my opinion of the person changed, and I thought what a really annoying lame-o. I haven't been able to put my finger on the basis for this sexist bias, but it's a gut feeling.
This is like that optical illusion where it's either an ugly old woman or a young one - you have to let your eyes and mind switch between the two, you can't see both at once. First, relax your eyes and see it as a girl. She's so fun and quirky, right? The, readjust and see it as a guy: annoying loser who quotes Monty Python.
Sunday, September 13, 2009
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
My 6th grade Language Arts teacher, Mrs. Dygas, was one of those teachers that everyone everyone makes fun of behind their back. She was probably in her 60s, and the rumor was that she wore a wig (unsubstantiated); she sometimes wore bare arms and had that jiggly underarm flab that all women of a certain age, and we were horribly cruel about it. The fact is, she deserved it - she was also horribly cruel and her trademark phrase was "shocked and appalled", as in "I am shocked and appalled by these quiz results".
Although I spent most of that class nursing a devastating crush on the guy who sat behind me, the one thing I picked up and use constantly to this day is the phrase "shocked and appalled". It just has a certain ring to I like, and it also has a way of expressing a very certain emotion.
What's nice about this photo is that the face of the woman is expressing the exact same emotion that the viewer feels when he looks at it - shocked and appalled.
Friday, September 4, 2009
Thursday, September 3, 2009
You know who I hate? People who are excited for fall. I can only assume they are meganerds who love going back to school because they love homework and math and new notebooks. Summer is so far superior to fall, only a lactose intolerant albino mathlete who wears a t-shirt in the swimming pool would be excited for the end of summer fun times. "I'm excited for sweater weather!" people say. Oh, guess what? I got 10 frickin' months a year to wear the same gross sweaters, I ain't excited about it. Fall means that uncomfortable day when you underestimate how cold it is and don't wear a jacket and then you're freezing, it means that first really cold day before your building's heat has turned on and you have to wear a sweatshirt to bed, it means back to the annoyance of having to carry your jacket on your arm all night at a bar. Summer rules, fall drools.
Since it's the last real Thursday of summer, I want to see some manly enjoyment of the best season. So while you're wearing your itchy wool sweaters and dreaming of weekends spent apple-picking that will never end up happening, I'll be dreaming of these summer man days. Please drift me away to the B.U.M. Equipment Beach Patrol....
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
Listen up, music fans - a new Insane Clown Posse album just came out yesterday - cash your palimony check and go run out to your local Sam Goody to pick it up! For those of you who aren't down with the latest buzzbin bands, the Insane Clown Posse are this really awesome rap group whose fans are called Juggalos. Ask Brendan Donnelly about his archives on this, he'll know.
This August was the 10th annual Gathering of the Juggalos in a campground in Illionios. Derek Erdman fudged an NPR press pass to get in free, then told Juggalos he was from ESPN to win their trust to let him take pictures.. That's the kind of moxie I think Juggalos can respect.