Matches
It's about fucking time someone had some fun with matches.
Via Bem Legaus
It's about fucking time someone had some fun with matches.
Via Bem Legaus
Via Swiss Miss
Oh god, this is fucking superb. Road kill toys...
"The beads give the Squash-plush teddy a bit of extra weight, so he can lie spreadeagled in his blood and gut-pool. You can pull Grind’s blood and innards through the zip that lines the right side of the teddy carcass. The body and legs and head are made from specially sourced Squash-plush material. It’s a really good quality Korean fur, and it gives the teddy a convincingly mangy pelt."
Via Boing Boing
Okay, so this is slightly creepy but I love that someone has taken the time to do it: swapping your head with your kid's....
Via Neatorama.
Fucking brilliant.
By Neatorama.
I need to play this. Urgently.
By Swiss Miss
Hoorah! It was a close competition but I finally won - I'm so proud. Thank you so much for your support.
Female anatomy cross-stitch. So sweet.
Via Boing Boing
Shit. Thanks to your continued support I whipped White Russian's hairy butt and made it through to the Grand Final of the Ultimate Beverage Bracket, run by The Kaiser - amazing.
Okay, here goes...
Grand Final: Red Wine vs Tea
I drink a fuckload of tea. Like, WAY more than the usual bloke. But I also drink a shedload of red wine. Like, WAY WAY more than the usual bloke.
And as much as I love tea, red wine SHITS on tea. Three reasons why?
Let's face it, red wine is the liquor of life. If god had tits, red wine would come out of those nipples. I'm not shitting you, that shit is good.
Good enough to keep the human race kicking along. Jesus, red wine creates babies! How often do you hear of someone getting laid AND impregnanted after a romantic night on the tea??
Please vote for red wine here.
Via Boing Boing
Call me crazy but there's something in this that I really like.
A friend of mine went to the supermarket with her husband on the weekend. They hadn't given a great deal of consideration to what to buy, other than a few essentials like washing powder, and were expecting the trip to be one of those where you wander aimlessly through the aisles for an hour or so and then wind up at the cash register having spent way too much money and bought way too little of substance.
When they chose their cart, however, providence struck. Folded up in the back corner was a forgotten piece of paper, the kind of thing one usually disregards. For some reason, though, it caught their eye, and closer scrutiny revealed it to be a grocery list. And, for some even stranger reason, they decided to appropriate it for themselves.
At first they thought they'd buy what was on the list, but also add their own items to it. Then they thought it might be better to buy only what they wanted from the list, but nothing else. Finally, they decided that the only thing to do was to buy everything that was on the list and nothing that wasn't. To do anything else clearly wouldn't be following the list, and why even have a list if they weren't going to stick to it?
Though they left the store without a few things they would have really liked (washing powder, for example), they enjoyed having a list they'd committed to, from someone clearly more organised than them. Each time one of them was tempted by something, all the other had to do was look pointedly at the list. "Yoghurt?" "Nope, not on the list, sorry, you'll have to do without."
Since they left the store, they've been congratulating themselves on a job well done. Best of all though, apparently, is that whenever their kids complain about dinner in the upcoming week they can just shrug and throw up their hands. "Don't blame me, it's on the list."
I like it.
Thanks to your incredible support I've made it through to the semi-finals of the Ultimate Beverage Bracket, run by The Kaiser.
Semi-Finals: Red Wine vs White Russians
I'm now up against White Russians, which, fuck, how can that even be called a competition?? Case in point....
1986 Chateau Lafite Rothschild White Russian
(Charlie is sneaky and has lots of web friends. Please vote for red wine here.)
Mmmmm... meat water...
"What happens to all the moisture when a juicy hunk of sirloin is transformed into chewy beef jerky? Truth is, we don’t know. But the salty, savory flavor of this vitamin and mineral packed concoction will make you think we collected all that sweet, meaty juice just for you."
Delicious!
It comes in various flavours: Beef Jerky, Beef Stroganof, Cheese Burger, Chicken Teriyaki, Dirty Hot Dog, Fish'n Chips, Hungarian Glouash, Italian Sausage, Peking Duck, Tandoori Chicken, Texas BBQ and Wiener Schnitzel.
Wiener Schnitzel sounds fabulous:
"Famed Austrian ex-pat, Field Marshal Radetzky invented this dish from a store of veal, breadcrumbs and meat mallets he found after sacking Milan in the 16th Century. Our version puts the schnitz in the schnitzel with a light carbonation. You can even taste the squeeze of lemon and potato salad on the side!"
Mmmm!
Jay tied a disposable camera to a bench with a sign that read:
Good afternoon,
I attached this camera to the bench so you could take pictures. Seriously. So have fun. I'll be back later this evening to pick it up.
Love, Jay / The Plug
Via Helen
Subordinate monkeys more likely to choose cocaine over food
"Having a lower social standing increases the likelihood that a monkey faced with a stressful situation will choose cocaine over food, according to a study at Wake Forest University School of Medicine. More dominant monkeys undergoing the same stressful situation had fewer changes in brain activity in areas of the brain involved in stress and anxiety and were less likely to choose cocaine."
A seven day trip from LA to New York compressed into 4 minutes...
Via Fresh Creation.
Long overdue (apologies Marcus) but here's my latest entry for the Ultimate Beverage Bracket, being run by The Kaiser. I'm backing red wine, naturally.
Round 2: Red Wine vs Innocent Smoothies
Look, I like Innocent, and I really like Dan Germain's beard. But when you cut to the chase, these are the types of people that spring to mind when I think of Innocent.
Whereas red wine? Well, where to start. Jesus. Probably not. I'm thinking more along the lines of...
I mean, please, who would you rather be? I for one would MUCH rather be fucking Jack Nicholson.
Please vote for red wine here.
What. The. Fuck?
Darryl kindly pointed me in the direction of this fabulously crafty site: Tampon Crafts
This rocks.
Via Swiss Miss.
Disturbing. Even more so given I know the man behind the voice.
What is this? Meme week?
Now I've been tagged by hairy Sam to share eight random things about myself. Fuck.
Okay...
No, I'm not fucking tagging other people.
Stuff on my cat. Superb.
Apparently this is a short piece created by Dutch filmmakers Lernert Engelberts and Sander Plug for the project "Big Art for Little People."
Thanks Tim
Being a glutton for punishment, I decided to get involved in the Ultimate Beverage Bracket, being run by The Kaiser. I'm backing red wine, which, hello, how can that NOT be the best fucking drink in the world?? Freaks.
Round 1: Red Wine vs Whiskey
Whiskey
Red Wine
Yes, yes, there's some nice whiskey out there, but most whiskey makes you chuck.
Red wine, on the other hand, makes poetry bearable.
And gets you laid. Nicely. The kind where you remember it in the morning.
And want to.
Please vote for red wine here.
Tim pointed me in the direction of a fabulous new bakery set up by two wonderful illustrators. I need to get me to Antwerp pronto...
"Emerging technology from South Korean fried chicken chain BBQ Chicken . Popcorn chicken rides up top; cola chills out below."
Genius.
I love having a sneak peek into other agencies. Have a look at This Ain't No Disco for some fabulous work space inspiration. The flickr set is here.


Courtesy of Swiss Miss.
I've forgotten where I saw this, apologies if it was on your blog.
Sleeveface: one or more persons obscuring or augmenting any part of their body or bodies with record sleeve(s) causing an illusion.
The alphabet using pinched skin. Ouch.
Courtesy of the ever resourceful Mr Gower...
This evening, I will be boarding a plane to fly home, to spend two and a half weeks here...
Understandably, once again, I cannot fucking wait.
I may post intermittently while away but it will certainly be less frequent.
I hope you all have a wonderful Christmas.
Thank you for some fabulous comments in 2007.
Charlie pointed out this fabulous video about Ben Underwood, and I had to post it.
I'm not kidding, there is a fucking orchestra in Vienna that performs exclusively on instruments made of fresh vegetables.
Apparently, "the utilization of various ever refined vegetable instruments creates a musically and aesthetically unique sound universe".
"There are no musical boundaries for the Vegetable Orchestra. The most diverse music styles fuse here - contemporary music, beat-oriented House tracks, experimental Electronic, Free Jazz, Noise, Dub, Clicks'n'Cuts - the musical scope of the ensemble expands consistently, and recently developed vegetable instruments and their inherent sounds often determine the direction."
I have tears running down my face... please watch all of these in order...
I want to play this game so badly. Someone set it up for me?
I urge you to click on the image below and watch and learn. It's a powerful presentation format and a moving story.
Courtesy of Presentation Zen.
Crackunit's found another cracker: dearrockers.org
From the site itself...
Many of us own music that we didn't pay for. We don't feel guilty about shafting the record company, but what about the musicians themselves?
1. Pick a musician
2. Write them a letter
3. Scan or photograph the letter and send it to us
4. Mail off the letter along with $5
5. Enjoy your new, guilt-free life
Via Darryl comes some incredible art using Flash by Erik Natzke...
Jennifer Causey takes photos of her breakfast most mornings. Sweet.
This is incredibly long but given my obsession with autistic savants I had to post it. And it's beautifully made. Thanks Jaime.
By Craig Ward.
Over at Minimiam, there's some wonderful photos of food landscapes where people do chores on pieces of food. Random. Great.
Given how much time I spend reading Dooce I thought I should make reference to it here and showcase some of her superb photography. Her writing is wonderful and makes me chuckle on a near daily basis, but her photography is obviously the easiest thing to share.
It's fair to say most of my favourite photos are of her ever patient dog Chuck:
As an aside, this video is NOT to be missed.
But she also takes incredible photos of her daughter, which make me green with envy. Every time she upgrades to a new camera, my heart sinks at the impending expense I know I will soon incur...
Made in England By Gentlemen pointed out this fabulous image from Christophe Huet. Kooky, but cool.
I know a few people whose photo albums would greatly benefit from one of these new Self Portrait Arms....
Via Swiss Miss.