On the eve of the premier of HHGTTG I thought it appropriate to for the music video for the Zaphod’s campaign to become president of the galaxy. Truly awe inspiring.
The Royal Canadian Air Force developed a fitness program called 5BX which was designed for keeping fit without proper equipment.
The diversity of work assignments, combined with lack of adequate gymnasium facilities at many of our stations makes it difficult to schedule formal physical training periods for all our personnel. The 5BX Plan puts physical fitness within reach of every member of the RCAF.
There’s a downloadable PDF of the book available at the site so get going.
Wow! If writing essays were as easy as using the Essay Generator I’d be made in the shade. Here’s the first paragraph that it generated from the subject “Puppies”.
An essay on Puppies
‘Brilliant’, ‘Quite Good’, ‘What?’, these are just some of the comments made recently in the press regarding Puppies. I find my self constantly drawn back to the subject of Puppies. Remarkably Puppies is heralded by shopkeepers and investment bankers alike, leading many to state that it is impossible to overestimate its impact on modern thought. Since it was first compared to antidisestablishmentarianism much has been said concerning Puppies by the upper echelons of progressive service sector organisations, trapped by their infamous history. In the light of this I will break down the issues in order to give each of them the thought that they fully deserve
The new episode of Family Guy has been leaked and can be watched a good week before its premier. Get it while it’s still there. 18MB download. Windows Media Player required.
Thanks to Matador records for hosting this online breakout game based on the 2-CD Yo La Tengo career retrospective “Prisoners of Love”. It really doesn’t get any better than being greeted with a MIDI version of Autumn Sweater and then choosing your favourite Yo La Tengo-er to play with. Good times.
Surprisingly the title of this song is not a euphemism for sex but rather something to do with the way that data is stored on a hard drive.
Here’s a gallery of images touched-up to remove any flaws, blemish, or bad tattoo. Suddenly I feel better about myself.
A couple of thoughts on yesterdays film at the festival. It was okay and entertaining but for a film about a porn collective there wasn’t really any sex at all. In fact, the film centered on the collective than the fucking and sucking that I’m sure most of the audience was there to see despite their proclamations of “reclaiming the body” and other such bullshit.
I know that the lack of explicit sex in the documentary went against the mandate of the collective because they wanted to create a “safe space” to create their work. However one lingering question remains; If you create porn with close friends with the intent of there being no audience outside of the participants aren’t you just sitting around just watching you fuck your friends on film? Is an internal porn revolution still a revolution of just an excuse to fuck? For the collectives credit, there was a good Q & A session afterwards with one of the members to which he addressed some of these issues.
The short film preceding “Made In Secret” was in my opinion far better and far funnier. It was a series of short films under the title of “Tales of Mere Existence”. A few samples of the films can be seen at this site. Very funny stuff.
The film interests for a few reason. One because I spent the last five years living in East Van and secondly because of my ongoing research into porn.
I haven’t seen the movie yet but I’m already casting a bit of a skeptical eye because one of the reason that people like to watch porn is see people more beautiful than themselves fucking. Take away the lighting, the makeup, the fluffers, the shitty soundtrack and add some tattoos, ear plugs, unkempt hair with strumming folk-music and you’ve got something not that far removed in terms of production from the Paris Hilton sex tape.
I am looking forward to it though as I’m expecting sit down at the movie and intermittently scream out, “You dirty little slut! I never knew.” That’s a bit of a stretch though because even though I admire the collectives DIY attitude it’s still ugly people fucking (which when the lights are on, aren’t we all) and for that I’ll take the Paris Hilton any day.