my friend mike uploaded this mix he made awhile ago called Cut Class & Eat Paste. i know i hype a lot of mixes on here but this is easily Top 3.

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I made this mix in 2003.
One hour of layer-upon-layer of funky drummer beats, Ultimate Breaks and Beatsploitation rapps, disco breaks, bongo mayhem, scratchin’, funk, all cutted and pasted and editededed.

i don’t know why but i was searching for a screenshot from the final blues brothers car chase scene and came across this madness

i can’t believe somebody broke down that scene in terms of physics.

i was going through my youtube favorites and was reminded of the awesomeness that is this motion man video

is there rehab for people who say the word “awesome” too much. i abuse it

see that post below? pretend that never happened. i’m gonna see just blaze pretty soon on his turf. i started reading his blog like a month ago and he’s funny, insightful and i get to hear what’s cooking in the kitchen. i like his sense of humor and his production style. and i’m excited to see dude and get hype with mah ny friends

somewhat related, i just realized that freeway has a new album due out in nov and it’s been a long time. anyway i bring this up because i saw the video for flipside on youtube recently, i forgot about this track

the first beat on his myspace page is fire. anyway, i’m hungover. wine sucks. just blaze rules. freeway rules.

talk to you later

i tried to be productive tonight hemming and trimming some recent thrift store acquisitions but drank wine throughout and then lost focus cause i got more drunk than i anticipated. so this is the thing… i sing along to songs when my roommates are not home. not some half-ass humming, like seriously all out and yelly. so against my better judgment, i decided to record my singing. tonight was mariah carey and i think i’m somewhat competant:

i think every time i do this, i’m gonna record it from now on. [deluded] heads aren’t ready for my jefferson airplane! [/deluded]

edit: i just went to get a glass of water and realized my roommates were home. fuuuuuuuck

i’ve been saying “that’s what you think” a lot recently. i don’t know why, i just think it’s an amusing saying just like “you’ll never work in this town again” and “you’re dead meat” i also am a fan of the word “goner” i’ve been saying that for decades. anyway, it reminded me of this found note somebody submitted to found magazine that simply said

to the guy upstairs- THAT’S WHAT YOU THINK!

i laughed so hard. if someone left me a note like this i’d think it was so awesome. angry notes usually involve profanity or threats. i wonder what that was all about.

anyway, found magazine is still doing it and have since published a book of found polaroids and started the “dirty found”(nsfw) chapter with 3 issues so far.

here are my all time favorites:

hello rosemary’s baby! look what i found. if i had more time to kill on the interweb, i’d spend it this way. if only money were involved, i would be all over that. don’t test me!

inflatable robot street purchase, said robot in my living room staring at me ominously (possibly waiting til i fall asleep to kill me), young with a new BFF, the attic, serg wiped out from a “wipe me down”, jay h. and jp, stuff and other stuff

a “wipe me down” consists of 3 different shots of poison. i won’t evar mess with that stuff.

mac dre energy drinks are supposed to make you upright with energy

“if i had a myspace page this would be the default photo”

i might have mentioned this before but i like j. howell’s characters a lot, makes me laugh hard and say “it’s shred time!” randomly in my daily life like some kind of hesher tourettes syndrome: punks git cut animation

oh yeah bun b was at the phoenix last night and i didn’t know and stayed at home hermiting. yeah, i’d be jealous too.

god, it’s been a while. this movie is so entertaining and hysterical. “i came here to chew bubblegum and kick ass.” roddy’s sunglasses are stylish again wtf. i love john carpenter.

flickr yields more interesting search results. here are some of my searches i’ve added to my favorites

white crab spider

ferris wheel

motel sign

new york blackout

topiary

black chicken

analog pedal

lower east side new york

red panda

snow

north carolina

mammatus clouds

funnel cake

bacon

cordyceps

bento

locust

hedgehog

muir woods

cassette

please be real, lawyer dog.

he looks like richard gere to me.

do you want to laugh? okay.

so um here is a skull made from melted rock cassette tapes.

i like spiders on my tv, but if there were one in my room i’d freak out big time. anyway, bolas spiders are so cool. they use a single thread of silk like a lasso to capture moths flying by. and they will capture many during a lasso session and wrap em up, like saran wrap for later i guess.

trapdoor spiders have really interesting behavior as well. they dig small tunnels and construct a camouflaged door amongst sticks and leaves to hang out in. when they feel something move up above, the door springs open and the spider snatches it up in no time. i would be so shook if i was a cricket.

being moved by celebrity deaths is a strange phenomenon to me because you don’t know them on any kind of personal level, you know their career. i bought stir crazy recently on dvd and it reminded me that i bawled in my cubicle when richard pryor died but like 2 days after wtf? i can’t remember if i had a pryor marathon which might have nudged me into crydom. so weird because i did forget about him for a long while when he dropped out of public eye from his illness. there have been plenty of deaths the last decade of my favorite people but i don’t often cry and ending up forgetting like a week later. i wonder what it is that makes me cry with some of these because they seem so random. i can think of 4 deaths that made me so sad i cried: john ritter, jam master jay, richard pryor and the most recent was tony wilson. it doesn’t make sense though because i like james brown more than i like john ritter and i didn’t cry when he died! i was also sad when bruno kirby, madeline kahn, gene kelly, ingmar bergman, robert altman and a mess of other people died the last few years but those 4 i named are the only ones i’ve cried over. actually when ritter died, i was on the phone crying with my sister who was also crying i don’t get it. there are also some folks who i feel i miss even though i wasn’t familiar with them when they were alive. bill hicks for instance, listening to his dark comedy cds and his observations about the first iraq war are chilling because they are perfectly applicable to the present iraq war. just replace “george walker bush and tony blair” with “george herbert walker bush and john major.” it’s crazy. bill hicks = funny prophetic articulator of doubt. i wish there were voices as smart and brutally funny like his barking loudly and sonning folks like bill o’reilly in the media today. sigh

i used to not be able to stand bobcat goldthwait because of his horrible horrible faux-neurotic voice he used most of his comedy career. it was murder on the ears and i think seeing him in police academy 2 as officer zed might might have been one of the very first times i experienced a feeling of annoyance, a mood that would later visit me pretty often throughout my teenage and young adult life. then suddenly bobcat just stopped talking like that years ago and seemed mildly funny in interviews. and i liked him more after his involvement with the chapelle show. i still don’t like gilbert gottfried though.

anyway, i saw that photo of dr dre at the mtv awards looking scary swoll and i remembered he had a thing with singer michel’le when i was in grade school. then i started wondering if that minnie mouse shit was really her natural speaking voice because she had vocal power when she sang. seems kinda suspect.

i will say that i love cary grant’s weird mid-atlantic accent and it is totally affected. but i like it cause it doesn’t sound like anything else. i don’t know how to describe it but i looked on wikipedia and they describe it as a weird hybrid of upper and working class. and he manages to make it sound natural.

this is the type of stuff i think about when i’m spacing out at work. is that weird? i am curious.

edit: i found an audio clip of Cary Grant! funny, it’s one of my favorite lines from North by Northwest.

seriously, what is that?

diane reminded me

I have no idea how I did not know about Mike Birbiglia, but better late than never. i had comedy central on early evening when he was hosting the friday night standup showcase (i forget what it’s called). he’s goofy and self-deprecating and i LOLed a few times.

ok, now i feel guilty that it seems like i don’t love my mom because i just hyped my dad really hard. sorry i was just really happy to find that pic of him that i thought i lost. i love my mom, even though she drives crazy 50% of the time, nags me always to change my “phone voice” and told me i sound like vincent price, and she is mildly twisted. once when my sisters refused to do some chores, she told them that she might as well have had eggs instead of children cause then she could at least cook them and they’d be of better use to her. that cracks me up so much as messed up as it is. she does show affection, although mostly through filling my belly. that’s about it. she’s not a hugger, she gives hugs through pork chops and bun thit nuong which i’m not mad at in the slightest. i respect her, my mom is an interesting person and has lived a life worthy of a book. and she has an amazing singing voice. and there is even one tape of hers from the late 60s that i would listen to even if she wasn’t my mom. so yeah my moms is cool too. plus, she was the parent who consistently had to put up with my stupidity.

i have tons more more vietnam photos of my family from the late 50s and 60s that i need to scan.

i must tell you that i have a strong urge to go fishing just so i can see if i can remember how to gut a fish. yes it’s completely disgusting.