I was going for “kindergarten teacher” with my look today, but I’m self-consciously realizing now that compared to the actual kindergarten teachers I succeeded rather at “perpetually spacey proprietor of a stained glass shop in Vermont,” which is not my job but hey that might be nice. There’s less overlap in the uniform than you might imagine. Tomorrow I’ll go back to slacks.
We asked Lenore for a picture (in a creepy not creepy way) and she responded: “There are no full length mirrors where I work, so here’s a word picture: flowy. earth tones. Silver, amber, and sandstone jewelry, generally unkempt, and in the grand tradition of YM interns: headless.”
An Orthodox Jewish school high school basketball team in Texas lost its spot to play in state semi-finals.
And yet Christian groups in Texas (and elsewhere) are very accommodating when it comes to defending Israel and justifying big military budgets to bomb Iran. It’s fine to rearrange foreign policy for an interest group, but mess with basketball schedules and it "deteriorates to nothing."
I think if a guy had said this, there would probably be a big Internet throw-down. (If it’s true, however, I’m severely disappointed that my “Make the Observer Pink to Attract More Female Readers” hasn’t changed the ratio of male/female subscribers, which is still fairly dude-heavy.)
But I also think Pinterest’s success has more to do with early adoption by a certain cross section of Middle America that’s part of the online scrapbooking community because it’s more about collecting images/things (scrapbooking, in a way) than creating prose, but allows for community interaction in a more obvious and easy to use way than most photo services. Function over form. Maybe aesthetics help, but I don’t think they’re the primary driver. Nor should we assume that making something pink and feminine will make it appeal to women.
I’ve been trying to keep the Art Fag City Rob Pruitt Art Awards and Auction updates from completely taking over the blog, but benefits are such an enormous undertaking that at some point you just give up and hope people will find them as fascinating as you do. I’m not exactly an unbiased source, but with the auction items we release today, I can’t imagine there being any question over whether you should attend. As greg.org tweeted yesterday evening, “A live staging of Richard Prince’s deposition is only in the like 80th pctile of crazy in @artfagcity’s benefit auction”. That’s an exaggeration of course — I’d give that re-enactment a far more generous crazy ranking — but the point is well made. You simply won’t find more unique experiences and objects anywhere else.
I doubt I’ll be ruining any surprises when I say that this last lot will be placed at the end of our live auction, nor that our rebranding to “The Art Fag City Rob Pruitt Awards* Not affiliated with Rob Pruitt, now affiliated with Rob Pruitt” is forthcoming. At Art Fag City we believe in complete transparency.
In equally good news, I’m pleased to announce that artist William Powhida will be presiding over the award ceremony this Thursday. I don’t know what light he will chose to shine on the award categories and nominees, but I hope he will be able to shed some light on the relationship between baldness and art criticism. Also, I believe there’s a man and his horse nomination that needs some explanation.
The saddest thing about Summer of Megadeth is that they will forever be relegated to this particular circle of internet hell. And sure, they could reblog this and tag it with some copy and paste sentence for a good chuckle, but it would only be a kind a masturbatory chuckle filled with even more sadness. The problem with Summer of Megadeth is that they’re all a bunch of assholes who still think being an asshole is cool.
There are way sadder things about Summer of Megadeth.
“The average person who dislikes cats may have no conscious superstitions about them, but his dislike is informed with heavy emotional content. He is not content with a Doctor-Fellian attitude —‘the reason why, I cannot tell.’ He offers always numerous reasons for his dislike.
These reasons for disliking cats, of course, are rationalizations, as for that matter are the reasons that I or any other cat-lover gives for liking the animals. From the earliest times the cat has been so invested with emotional import that it cannot be viewed coolly. The cat-hater has developed and maintains his aversion for reasons of which he is unconscious. Actually, one of the leading psychiatrists of the United States assures me, all dislike for cats is essentially fear of cats; that it does not usually develop into the pathological symptoms immediately recognizable as ailurophobia, is due to its not being severe or to its being repressed.”
—Nelson Antrim Crawford, in “Cats Holy and Profane”
It’s a really good idea to use your intern as a therapist.
In my family we tended to deal with domestic violence in one way: threatening anyone who was known to be violent with more violence. I understand cycles of violence and all that hippie shit, but my need to help you resolve your own victimhood stops when you determine the best way deal with it is to victimize others. Sorry. Stop a bully with a beatdown is generally as far as I get with that. My success rate has generally been very high on that front.
One neighbor used to have pretty nasty fights (we lived in a midwest duplex, which is attached housing side by side, not top/bottom) involve a slap or worse. That stopped when my Dad told him that if we heard any evidence of a physical altercation he would break the dude’s arm. Fights didn’t stop, but the hitting did.
So all this talk about Chris Brown? Someone do us all a favor. First one within ten feet of the guy, just go to town. I guarantee you he’s a pushover. You know why? He hits women. As assault charge is serious business and there’s going to be plenty of high minded talk about vigilante justice blah blah blah. But the worst case scenario is your attorney will argue you don’t deserve any worse than Brown got and he’ll be waving the arrest photos at a bunch of carefully selected jurors. Probably at worst and a book deal to boot. Do it. For us.
In Blade Runner, Deckard (played by Harrison Ford) interviews Rachael (Sean Young) to uncover if she is a replicant or not. In the SoundCloud above, her responses have been edited out, so you may respond in her place. You have 8 seconds for each answer.