02.18.11 – a friday

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word

weltanschauung [velt-ahn-shou-oong] n. a comprehensive conception or image of the universe and of humanity’s relation to it

birthday

Louis Comfort Tiffany (1848), André Breton (1896), Jack Palance (1919), George Kennedy (1925), Toni Morrison (1931), Yoko Ono (1933), Dennis DeYoung (1947), Gary Ridgway (1949), John Hughes (1950), Cybill Shepherd (1950), Juice Newton (1952), John Travolta (1954), Vanna White (1957), Matt Dillon (1964), Dr. Dre (1965), Molly Ringwald (1968), Jillian Michaels (1974), Regina Spektor (1980)

standpoint

Since the updates weren’t working earlier this week when I asked for topics you all would like to see me write about, I’m going to ask again.

What’s bugging you? What problems do you think are out there?

Let me know and we’ll hash them out. Email me at eunejeune@gmail.com

quotation

Humanity is acquiring all the right technology for all the wrong reasons. ↔ R. Buckminster Fuller

tune

Yesterday, after years of hardly ever doing so, I decided to listen to the radio. The problem with most Philadelphia radio is the problem with most Philadelphia media: It’s a mostly bland experience. 88.5 WXPN is one of the few exceptions. Here’s a song I’m digging right now and would’ve never heard without WXPN – Alvin Cash & The Crawlers‘ “Twine Time.”

gallimaufry

Add geomagnetic storms to the list of crap we need to worry about. Does anyone else feel like the more we understand about our surroundings, the more we discover seriously scary shit?

→ If you don’t think Archer is one of the most hilarious television shows ever, I don’t know how to help you.

→ All right, who didn’t see this coming? Here’s a video of Miley Cyrus smoking a bong at her 18th birthday party. Apparently, it wasn’t marijuana but salvia, a psychoactive herb. Who cares what’s in the bong? Why is Bush playing in the background?

02.18.10 – A Thursday

word

crepuscular [kri-puhs-kyuh-ler] adj. 1. of, pertaining to, or resembling twilight; dim; indistinct 2. Zoology. appearing or active in the twilight, as certain bats and insects

birthday

Andre Breton (1896), Enzo Ferrari (1898), Jack Palance (1919), George Kennedy (1925), Toni Morrison (1931), Yoko Ono (1933), Dennis DeYoung (1947), Gary Ridgway (1949), John Hughes (1950), Cybill Shepherd (1950), Juice Newton (1952), John Travolta (1954), Vanna White (1957), Greta Scacchi (1960), Matt Dillon (1964), Dr. Dre (1965), Molly Ringwald (1968), Jillian Michaels (1974), Ike Barinholtz (1977), Regina Spektor (1980)

standpoint

Last night, I rediscovered RetroJunk, a website featuring lots of videos from the past. My favorite section was the PSAs (Public Service Announcements) Some of which I will share with you right now.

Obviously, Clint hates crack cocaine. The contempt on his face and in his voice is palpable.

Apparently, Gizmo had his own instructions. But the video footage is deceiving. Is Gizmo supposed to keep teenagers off drugs and alcohol or his fellow gremlins?

Cementing what Han Solo knew along: C-3PO was a fucking buzzkill. Let the little dude catch a smoke for crying out loud.

Two issues here. First, why are the kids sitting in the boat in the first place? Did they run aground? Second, why are they completely unfazed when Swamp Thing comes out from behind the stump? Shouldn’t they run for their lives?

Make sure to visit RetroJunk to find some of your favorites from yesteryear.

quotation

The basic tool for the manipulation of reality is the manipulation of words. If you can control the meaning of words, you can control the people who must use them.Philip K. Dick

tune

I find it fascinating when I go back and listen to a song from my past and realize it could’ve been written in the present. “Scarecrow People” by XTC is one such tune.

gallimaufry

Well, that didn’t take long at all. Cheating dirtbag Tiger Woods will break his silence on Friday. Some will laud his statements. Some will still hate him. But he’ll still make millions of dollars by year’s end. And all will be right with the world.

→ If after reading Mark Morford’s “Why Are You So Terribly Disappointing?” you experience difficulty understanding what the article is about, well, just never mind. It’s just not for you, I guess.

→ Olympic Update time. I still think curling is god awful. And it’s messing with me watching the hockey games.

03.25.09 – Wednesday

Whereabouts: Philadelphia, PA

Word: idiom [id-ee-uhm] noun 1. an expression whose meaning is not predictable from the usual meanings of its constituent elements, as kick the bucket or hang one’s head, or from the general grammatical rules of a language, as the table round for the round table, and that is not a constituent of a larger expression of like characteristics  2. a language, dialect, or style of speaking peculiar to a people  3. a construction or expression of one language whose parts correspond to elements in another language but whose total structure or meaning is not matched in the same way in another language  4. the peculiar character or genius of a language  5. a distinct style or character, in music, art, etc.: the idiom of Bach

Birthday: Catherine of Siena (1347), Jack Ruby (1911), Howard Cosell (1918), Flannery O’Connor (1925), Jim Lovell (1928), Gloria Steinem (1934), Anita Bryant (1940), Aretha Franklin (1942), Elton John (1947), James McDaniel (1958), Haywood Nelson (1960), Sarah Jessica Parker (1965), Jeff Healey (1966), Doug Stanhope (1967)

Occurrence: 1969John Lennon and Yoko Ono stage their first Bed-In for Peace in the Hilton Amsterdam. People made statements like this often back then. I guess it made sense in those days but, nowadays, I don’t see anyone caring if Chris Martin and Gwyneth Paltrow were to do something similar.

Standpoint: Last night, a guy who didn’t want his picture taken threatened me. My good friend, Suzi Simon, asked me to bring my camera to The Chestnut Grill to commemorate its first Karaoke Night. As I’m known to do, I took many pictures of the crowd. I then sat down with my roommate Kate to have a Miller Lite and some wings. A guy tapped me on the shoulder. “Excuse me, can I have a word with you, buddy?” I turned around. “Sure, what’s up?” “Do you wanna sell that camera?” “Nah, it’s not for sale.” “All right, well, if you’re not selling it, I suggest you stop takin’ pictures of me.” “Oh. I’m not taking pictures of just you. I’m taking pictures of the whole crowd.” “Well, you had better stop. I don’t wanna be in no more pictures.” “OK, well, I’m more taking pictures of the people singing. You might’ve been in a couple but again, I’m not taking them specifically of you.” “Just stop takin’ fuckin’ pictures of me, got it?” “Sure.” He walked away and up to his friends who proceeded to stare at Kate and me. Pretty uncomfortable moment. Why am I telling you this story? Because I can’t stand douchebags. They should just stay home. I’m not sure if the dude was out cheating on his wife, or wanted by the law, or whatever. Later, I was talking to one of his buddies who told me that the guy just didn’t want his pictures on the internet. I assured him that would never happen. I created a Facebook album of Suzi’s Karaoke Night. Did I include a picture of Mr. Do-You-Wanna-Sell-That-Camera? You bet. By the way, Suzi’s event was a success. Everyone had a blast.

Quotation: Live your life that the fear of death can never enter your heartTecumseh

Digit: 1200 – That’s the number of peanuts it takes to make one 28-ounce jar of peanut butter.

Tune: A great band from the 1990s that nobody but me and my friends seemed to be paying attention to was The Connells. “74-75” is one of the band’s best songs.

Link: The Daily Swarm – Music news site that covers just about every aspect and genre you can conjure.

Gallimaufry: Too funny. Stephen Colbert, host of The Colbert Report, has won a NASA contest to have a new room named after him in the international space station. Chaka Fattah (D-PA) said Colbert “won it fair and square – even his campaign was a bit over the top.” Predictably, NASA is reserving the right to name the room whatever the hell it wants to…Don’t read this article in the L.A. Times if you ever want to enjoy a hamburger again…In a post a few weeks back, I mentioned Jonathan Krohn, the nation’s youngest political pundit. Now, read about 12-year old David Fishman, the nation’s youngest food critic.