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Enjoyed this quite a bit, even though Tosches overwrites pretty badly in a few spots. But go fig.
I don’t know that I have ever read a Nick Tosches piece before, but I really enjoyed this. Becasue:
1.) I had to look up 3 new words and a few foreign phrases (favorite: “estivating”, because I do it a lot)
2.) The balance between being snobby and mocking oneself for being snobby
3.) The artisanal description of the cultivation and process of chandoo, which reminds me of all the other trendy homebrew type things, and is probably already happening at secret clubs in Portland or Vancouver or something.
There’s something oddly twee about opium, too. Decadent and twee.
This came up at a baseball game I attended with my brothers, during which there was a scoreboard proposal (accepted) but the lingering threat of a rain delay/washout. My brother astutely noted that the game itself could be declared unofficial if it was called before the fifth ending, thus bringing up the possibility, if that happened, that the proposal would also be entered into the record books as unofficial and require a make-up. I guess I should ask Bill Simmons.REEEEJECTED
Via i am the fat manatee.
Now, O’Neal is branching out yet again by taking on the art world. The Cleveland Cavaliers athlete is curating a gallery show in New York that is appropriately titled “Size DOES Matter,” which explores the idea of scale in contemporary art, according to a Bloomberg report.
The show is scheduled to open in February at New York’s Flag Art Foundation, an exhibition space in the Chelsea neighborhood.
“It was a little harder than I thought it would be,” O’Neal told Bloomberg. “When you think about what each of the artists put into their work, what they are expressing and want to share with the world, you feel bad about having to narrow it down.”
Seriously? If you live in New York you can’t miss this. I won’t let you.
I look forward to the follow up exhibit, curator Wayne Gretzky’s “Ice-Hockey Hair: Mullet Dialectics”.
Let us stretch ourselves beyond the obvious jokes
Please design a lovely Custom Kleenex Box for a friend or loved one. I am at work, any so not able to participate. Yet.
Gay for Dinosaurs (and also Jesus)

(also yes I was rocking two cameras because I am a dork. Also, most of the awesome photos were on neither of those cameras and thus this flickr set will receive more photos over the next week or so)
Billy Corgan at the Rubin Museum for the Carl Jung “Red Books” talks (click photo for VV report from Corgan session). Man, I wish i remotely cared about anyone else who is doing these (who there’s actually tickets available left for). Podcast/video for this one seems to be not available yet.
street photography
Walked past a grimly stalking Joel Meyerwitz yesterday - recognized him by the slightly concealed Leica slung around his neck at belly height. Wonder if i got shot.
Gave this guy a buck for making my night. Before taking up this position, he padlocked his amp to the center pole (at which point I said out loud, with glee “Oh this is going to happen?”), tuned up with a little Korg tuner, and made an announcment that he was a professional musician. He then proceeded to cue up his Discman and play along to the CD (which only he could hear)
Erich Consemöller. Untitled (Woman [Lis Beyer or Ise Gropius] in B3 club chair by Marcel Breuer wearing a mask by Oskar Schlemmer and a dress in fabric designed by Beyer). c. 1926 (from MOMA)
I’ve got wheels/and you wanna go for a ride
Oh HOORAY! thank you. I wish i had seen this, now. Next year I guess.Ari Scott took amazing pictures of KILLGORE.
FW: ATTN: howsyrface.
okay, and another. This one reminds me of a Francis Bacon painting. If there were a screaming baboon in it.

