ROTF, condensed space age version.

Ah, non-specific revenge.

Mid-weekend update to quell the thoughts ( Read more... )

Friday ( Read more... )

Thoughts in the ether before I drift away ( Read more... )

Rummy sprinkled his PowerPoints to Bush with one part GI Joe jingoism, one part cryptic Bible verse.

This is exactly the creepy shit that worries me about Obama and his undying religious fervor, because there are dangerous and reckless fucks in that military complex who know just how to stoke a true believer into doing just about anything, ( Read more... )

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Reposted for the robot nerd conclave

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They actually spray painted horses. I'm....I have no words.

Be sure to check out the making of the movie, nothing beats the pony dialogue that was edited out. Y'know, it wouldn't make sense for the ponies to speak outside their native tongue a lot.

It seemed like destiny.

Festifools, now it it's third year, was a year in the making for us. I was enchanted by the idea of a free-for-all parade with the din of bucketdrums and giant, looming puppets where the lines blurred easily between linearity, order or even between spectator and participant. I knew I had to go get me some of that.


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24 hours to go.


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