the slip: trent reznor puts out for his fans

sir prize buttsecks from NIN!

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Trent Reznor knows what I like in a man, and he is ready and willing to give it to me: free stuff! Yes, the (apparently fearless) head of Nine Inch Nails has decided to stop pussyfooting around and put out for me; that is, to put out one whole album, free.

Like, “This ain’t no Radiohead sort of “free” either.” Free.

And he’s making it available for YOU YES YOU to download now. Okay, yeah, so maybe he spreads it around a little; he’s a rock god, what do you expect? Just remember to surf safe, boiz and grrrlz.

Download it now!

Go on, push his button. You know you want to.

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Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull trailer

You must contain yourself when watching this video, which I stole from Gawker, but only up to the point at which you see the shadow of the fedora. At that point, you may begin screaming uncontrollably or muttering “drat that Jones! I’ll foil him yet,” as you prefer. Behold the greatness which is Doctor Henry Jones, Junior

Did I mention I still have that hat, the coolest in all creation, which I bought on the last day Woodwards was open? Yes, an official Indiana Jones hat from Stetson, I think it was, though the original was Herbie Jones, which I of course and naturally cannot afford; the information printed inside has long since been worn away and the hat has become battered, faded and stained in propa Indy manner. It was once splashed by an Orca on the rocks near Not-Ucluelet. This is what you call adventure cred, my friends. My hat has more than most actual people.

Indiana Jones hat, the real thing

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the Unbearable Lightness of Sunday Afternoon

So it’s Sunday afternoon, the sun is shining (for once), the birds are singing, all my work is done for the week, and I can’t think of a single damn thing to do. Not one.

So here is a YouTube of Brian Atene philosophizing about prunes, CS Lewis, and social media. It takes awhile to get to the payoff, but it’s there, trust me.

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Anita Loos on the Zeta Male

Elks Lodge

I once witnessed more ardent emotions between men at an Elks’ Rally in Pasadena
than they could ever have felt for the type of woman available to an Elk.
Anita Loos

Anita Fucking Loos

raincoaster’s celebrity lookalike

No Face. Iz not so bad akshuly. Iv stil got my poet tree

Kaonashi (No-Face)
A masked, cloaked spirit who feeds on the emotions of others.

I DID try. I tried it twice. And each time I uploaded a photo of my beaming mug, the thrice-accurst meme-jockeys in the nth circle of hell where automated “funny kontent” is generated snickered amongst themselves and sent back, “Sorry, no faces were detected in this photo…”

Married To The Sea

Okay. Fine. BE that way. I’ve still got my poetry.