Friday Ephemera
Serendipity. (h/t, Holborn) || Forbidden love. || “The latest frontier in denim.” (h/t, Julia) || A guide to public transport seat cover design. || Calling Dr Strange. (h/t, Obnoxio) || Scenes. || Clouds. || Beating organ. || He does this better than you do. || Things “we need to talk about,” #204. || Urine wheels and other pee-related wonders. || The pebble palace and other art gardens. || Evergreen. (h/t, Dicentra) || It’s called making an entrance, darling. || Piety displayed, then sudden difficulties. || Rotational drama. || Slo-mo Taekwondo. || “Weighed only slightly more than a pack of butter.” || Word-pile detected. || At last, competitive slapping. || And finally, I bring you some next-level performance art.
Actually, at the moment it’s more like this.
Funny, I always pictured it more like this. Complete with henchlesbians wearing structured latex garbage bag outfits (at the 3:05 mark).
Everyone involved in the con scene has known about all of this and much more besides (do some Googling for Ed Kramer, the founder of DragonCon) for decades. It’s the worst kept secret in fandom.
I never heard of it until the news broke a few years ago. No awareness at all. But maybe I was not deeply enough involved in that culture.
Pogonip He published Marian Bradley’s daughter’s reminiscences blowing the lid off the sleazy part of science-fiction “fandom,” when no mainstream publisher would touch it, Bradley being revered among feminists for writing a feminist (and very bad) version of King Arthur.
I used to know a lot of Bradley fans back in the 70’s/80’s, and never heard anything about the scandal until the book was published and it was covered by various blogs. The excessive enthusiasm for Bradley always put me off a bit and I never got around to reading her books.
Regarding J Peterson and that NZ bookseller which pulled his book. I just checked their website.
Mein Kampf is still offered. Make of that what you will.
I like the Swedish interviewees who love inclusivity but suddenly baulk at actually having a Swedish Chef in their homes.
Muppets.
And flugelhorn solos.
A man was exploring . . .
David’s place right now.
Actually, at the moment it’s more like this.
Oh, something other than Strangefellows???
I’ve seen those (((((s on a couple of sites, including Vox Day’s. Not sure what they mean but they are probably part of some nefarious plot involving Jordan Peterson.
David, since it’s your site, it’s high time you were asked: What do YOU think of Brexit?
it’s high time you were asked: What do YOU think of Brexit?
I’m in favour. Many of the reasons are listed here, in fairly entertaining form.
Pogonip, it’s a secret handshake way of denoting Jews without actually typing the J word.
Two band names:
Nipples On A Pumpkin
—And extending from The Band, of course,
Band Name
“Weighed only slightly more than a pack of butter.”
[ quietly dries eyes ]
Thanks, Rowdy!
It WAS a secret…
What do YOU think of Brexit?
Brexit festivities, summarized . . .
[ quietly dries eyes ]
“It’s just a collection of cells you Nazi!
Insane isn’t it?
Socialist theatre
Putting aside the Harvard/Newsweek mic drop,
(1) how are dunkaroos and fruit rollups a sign of poverty? Am I missing something? They are luxury kid snacks FFS. Were her peers getting candied caviar or someshit?
(2) among the population who would publicly agree that millennials have never experienced American prosperity, what would you say the spit is between those who are being willfully obtuse (for political gain) and those who earnestly believe they’ve not “experienced prosperity”?
“That’s a funny way to spell John Kricfalusi”
I spent five minutes trying to remember that dude’s name (and in the cold light of day, I still don’t know why I didn’t just search “Ren & Stimpy”). Of course, you’re absolutely right in terms of art style, but I was thinking more about the contemporaries of the original 1920s-’40s Mickey shorts.
Pogonip, it’s a secret handshake way of denoting Jews without actually typing the J word.
So Vox Day doesn’t like Jews either?
I can’t say it’s how I visualized Thompson’s Bar (I’ve always thought of it as a smoky, dark, kinda greasy place, with questionable clientèle and rather butch waitresses), but if we’re suggesting musical acts, I’d like to propose these lovelies: https://www.youtube.com/watch?time_continue=2&v=0HKfjsM2hSw
I’d like to propose these lovelies:
I hesitate to share this, but I started playing the video and The Other Half, seated some distance away, said, “Is it Momoland?”
I hadn’t even reached the chorus, by the way.
“I’d like to propose these lovelies…”
Momoland gets an 8 – but EXID really shifts the floor….
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hfXZ6ydgZyo
What weighed only slightly more than a pack of butter? I missed something.
Or some Red Velvet
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=glXgSSOKlls
or even some Orange Caramel
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Med2XipHJJM
I hesitate to share this
LOL! I recently discovered that video via one of the anime-blogs I follow (Wonderduck’s Pond if anyone’s curious, the proprietor of which is going through a rough spot at the moment, alas).
Liked it more for the visuals than the music if I’m being completely honest, though the bubble-gum audio wasn’t particularly off-putting either. Not sure how I should interpret TOH’s familiarity with the group…
Hmm, did I not hit “post”? Or did the spam filter finally notice me?
[ clicks on each of Elephants’ link ]
Aaaaaaaand my quota for K-pop is full. Though I do find myself quite hungry for some reason.
What weighed only slightly more than a pack of butter? I missed something.
https://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/2019/02/27/worlds-smallest-baby-boy-sent-home-months-tokyo-hospital/
World’s smallest baby. Born four months premature. Survived.
Oh, yes, I remember him now! I wish him a happy life and lots of grandchildren to tell his story to.
Son of Pogonip weighed somewhere around 8 lb at birth and was, if I remember right, 22 inches long. His foot would fit in my mouth. A mere 12 years later, it wouldn’t fit in my shoe. 40 years later he’s 6’4” and 260 lb.
It all leads back to when I spilled the Miracle-Gro on my hand while pregnant.
Or did the spam filter finally notice me?
She did. Freed.
And now the comment that didn’t appear…appears! Thanks David, or Spam Filter Goddess.
Oh, that’s K-Pop! I’d read about it but never heard any. And my aunt’s from S. Korea. But we don’t hear much from them and they live on the other end of the U.S.
but EXID really shifts the floor….
Oh-oh. You’ve rattled his chain.
Dear Jabrwok
I am TOH and I’m afraid I have a serious KPOP habit. Checks Google Music “Recently Added” Playlist
The most recent 434 tracks are all Korean.
진짜 좋아 요
The most recent 434 tracks are all Korean.
And people wonder why I blog.
Well, there are worse habits:-D.
I think this qualifies as performance art.
I agree. It actually pokes fun at the modern establishment.
The establishment that woke “performance artists” think they are attacking hasn’t existed for a long time now.
David, why do you blog?
I guess everyone is just gonna let our host DEAD NAME THE SPAM FILTER, HUH?!?
BE [ clap ] BETTER [ clap ] DAVID [ clap ]
What is with the clap and all caps thing? I see it on Twitter stuff linked here, at Insty, etc. I gather it’s some SJW thing – is it like the sassy black woman head-shoulder wiggle/finger snaps thing? At least that is done in real life – is this thing performed or just a twatter emoji thing?
I’m not sure how I’d react if someone actually did that to me. Probably laugh. It wouldn’t end well, I think.
I always think of our bar here as resembling one of those dubious joints Samurai Jack was always wandering into.
“Dead name the spam filter”?
It’s a code, right? David replies with “The ostrich susurrates at midnight” and you hand over the information that saves the world, or at least David’s liquor license?
why do you blog?
I seem to be reasonably good at it. And like most people, I enjoy doing things I’m good at.
Also, tip jar.
Helen Urine Wheels.
Oh, and the hobo with gold that built Tinkertown up the street worked in the carnival circuit across the states and repurposed the gypsy automatons with very tiny handbuilt people, from locally sourced clay deposits.
Of course, this is New Mexico and is streaming in theatres.
Even the graves of previous trailer parks get makeovers.
And finally, I bring you some next-level performance art.
I clicked the link, watched the vid…ok got partway, skipped to the end to test my theory… and it actually wasn’t half bad. Not art, but not eyebleach-worthy, either. It might have been better if he set it up to actually crack and reveal his head at the end. Like a geode, or an egg hatching.
It all seemed rather pointless, once I figured out what he was doing. Maybe the “art” is in conning someone to pay him to do that!
I’m thinking about blogging myself. How long did it take the blog to become srlf-supporting?
Er, sElf-supporting.
Maybe I should learn to type first.
Elf-supporting? I dunno, those elves can be pretty annoying.
Sooooo, Elephants-sensei…just out of curiosity, where might one download Momoland’s oeuvre?
Asking for a friend.
Uri Geller declares Brexit to be cancelled.