Monday, August 31, 2009

Ryan Rogers

Friend Ryan Rogers posted "Operation : Anchorage," on his 'what's on your mind' section of Facebook. Since Alaska is renown for being beautiful and boring, I was confused by the sort of operation that might happen there.

So I googled it.


(Unfortunately you can't get the full flavor of the image on the blog, so click here if you're so inclined.)

I believe behind He Man are the northern lights, which in Anchorage come out rainbow colored and bubble gum happy. In this photo he is basking, in the photo you click to he is being basked. You know what I mean. He being basked might be the original cause of the northern lights.

The operation itself is still a mystery to me, but if it can put "the most powerful man in the universe" in that kind of ecstatic frenzy, I wouldn't mind a booze cruise to our neighbors north. Though no sound accompanies the image, I hear something orgiastic. And I am not afraid.

I needed to know the nature of He Man's haircut. Pre or post Pandora's box? So I googled it.

Dark and monotoned. Brutish and not totally short.
Go Coen yourself.

~contributer

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

"Israel the virgin... fallen, no more to rise"

rise, oh Israel! Rise good blog! As the phoenix, torn to shreds... once more aflight, upon wings of flame, and calling out, "This ressurrection is an Insurrection!!!!"
and by your talons, shall the mixed multitude of mice or men scurry, lest ensnared by
rapier lyric violence
adeu (fr. "to god") go to god, my good man, to god be gone. anon... anon


~contributer

Celeste Emiko Kamaha'o Rodero

In the 'what's on your mind' section of facebook, friend Celeste posted "lone wolf."  I was confused.  So I googled it.


I can only assume the lone wolf is the sock lost in the laundry.  Poor sock.  Left behind by the amorous two, glutting their desire in the poetry of laundromat love.   Were we all so lucky as these two, the lone wolf would be the coupling wolf, the fraternal wolf, the wolf who grabs elbows, well socked.
The Suds Club stood out.  Was there really a club of people who find love via laundromat?  Did they have an internet presence?
So I googled it.

 
No more running, lone wolves.  See you at the museum.
~contributer

Tuesday, August 4, 2009

Deacon Bruno

I was looking through old emails and stumbled across an email from pal Deacon Bruno. He had passed me a song with neither artist name nor album. And it was a nice song, "02 The River." So I googled it.

I found this picture:

I obviously have to disagree with the supplied caption. It seems to me that the photographer expressly asked for angels to appear in his picture. To me, angels wear facial hair or long hair on their heads, and are always flexing. To me, costume-esque garb is always a sign of deity because angels are completely unaware of the time in which they exist (timeless), and exist totally as themselves.
I was confused by this manowar stuff, since that's obviously a picture of angels. So I googled it.
I found this:


Another angel came up. I can only assume something's wrong with google. Or "manowar" is deacontakk for angel. Or maybe I cheated just this once. Love.

~contributer