Monthly Archives: February 2005


I am a micropatron

I’m guessing 40% of my links are reposted from his site, I don’t even really try to get the cream, everything there is so neat you can just make a random grab and you’re pretty much guaranteed of interesting tidbits. I could never leave my room again chasing down every lead he links up to until my curiosity is satisfied. He’s stolen hours of sleep from me. His name is Jason, we’ve never met, but I like him a lot. I hope if we ever do meet, my illusions aren’t shattered, but if anything he’d probably just be annoyed because I’d fawn like the fanboy I am and tell him how great his website is every six seconds. He’s gone indie now and I think that’s cool and I don’t care who knows it.

  • I love anyone who’s this into it, you go girl.
  • My roommate’s Japanese-language daily had a big spread on FIGHTING ROBOTS OF THE FUTURE the other day, and I was jealous. Here’s another story with paintball robots in it. I’m sure they will show up first in Tokyo, this town had 410,000 robots as of the last GLOBAL ROBOT CENSUS, the most of any country in the world. Which just goes to show you…..the Japanese love their ‘bots… I don’t know what that MEANS…..jeesh.
  • The Somerville Gates part deux…even more hilarious.
  • This time it’s tennis.
  • Choose a box and jump in: Whoa | <scoff>Not Bloody Likely</scoff> | Do 600,000,000 people even “read” the int4rn3t?
  • Insomniacs And Dogs

    You Make Me FeelmiloshYou Make Me Feel

    This song is rain on city streets near dawn. Steam from every urban orifice, and hot coffee in your hands. You are up because it’s the best time in the city to be up. Before the insanity and the madding madding. You, and the insomniacs, and the owners of particularly demanding dogs, move through the mist. And is she thinking about you? Probably not, but it’s the question you ask yourself the most. Why didn’t she see what you saw? Where was the piece missing for her that fit so perfectly for you? She could never answer you and it made you want to burst with sadness. It’s one thing to have a clearly stated argument, but this nebulosity grabs you and hurls you down on the ground. And so you focus on the insomniacs and the dogs.

    welcome True Believers!

    Yellow Samurai

    One of the authors at core77 got linked to my slideshow from Tokyo Design Week and evidently liked what they saw. Their own site is a lot of fun and filled with interesting and beautiful things, including the one linked below. Check out the knife block in particular, brilliant.

  • Every Calvin & Hobbes Comic Ever.
  • $0.01 per MB with 300,000 songs…Green Day’s American Idiot, U2’s How To Dismantle An Atomic Bomb, Scissor Sisters, The Chemical Brothers’ Push The Button…incredible.
  • One of the most beautiful websites I’ve ever seen.
  • Typographic Illustration and hit ‘typo illus ii’ at the bottom of this Flash Website for some Remixes. ref.
  • I <3 Ninja Wednesday.
  • Terrible Reckoning

    Wasp NestThe NationalCherry Tree

    This song is the girl you could never bring yourself to tell anyone about. Heavy and slow wearing sloppy clothes, undesirable in every way save her consuming desperate desire for you. If only you could have the courage to see beyond surfaces, to love the beautiful and the fragile beneath. But you can’t.

    And she saw that, and it was okay.

    But you wonder if she might go to bed crying, and you hope she doesn’t. And some part of you is quite terrified that it is very much not okay, and that someday there will be a terrible, terrible reckoning. And in bed she’d soft and softly kiss the skin stretched smooth across your eyes, and you always wondered why she did that, no one else has before or since. And so that is where she lives, in a thin film of licked lips somewhere above your eyes.