I don’t know about you, but I could use a good unicorn chaser after that last post. What about some nice pastrami and a side of Michael Caine‘s mojo?
Or maybe you believe in the power of Boombox?
Well, I’m not sure that one will work; youtube’s farked up their layout so much I’m no longer able to tell if a video is embeddable or not. If it’s not, well, that’ll only depress me more. Gee, thanks Samberg.
SHATNER!
Have you ever, say, gone for dinner with some friends? To a Japanese restaurant? And one of the friends? Invited one of his friends, whom you didn’t know? And his friend? Turned out to be a bit of an ass? The kind of ass who wheels his bike into the restaurant and jams it between your knees? And then says, “Could you watch that for me? I’m too worried about it to leave it outside”?
Yeah. Me neither. And I’m over it anyway.
By the way, at the last the Critical Mass ride in Vancouver of which I heard details, they ran into a little old lady in a wheelchair. Who was crossing with the light.
The unbearable bikeness of being…bourgeois:
and a slightly edgier iteration of the mindset seen today on the Downtown Eastside:
It’s everyone’s favorite nutty Frenchman, Remi Gaillard, with his patented, trademarked, and copyrighted brand of divine madness.
Bat? Man? Tard?
And now for something completely weird:
I love these weird little things psouper posts to YouTube. I don’t understand any of them, but they are visually interesting and smooth out my frontal cortex nicely, like French ambient music. If Goddard by way of Cocteau is too much for you this time of night, try this:
Drunk Eastern European men attempting to put a log on a bicycle. THIS? This is where Borat came from, my friends. And it is documentary.
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This one comes to us from Michael Usinger of the Georgia Straight:
Who would bring a toddler to Virgin Fest?
By Mike UsingerJust a question–who drags a toddler to these things?
The answer is obvious: ask any Aztec. You can’t have a virgin festival without a single virgin! It’s probably a City of Vancouver licensing requirement.
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