I totally forgot to mention this before, but during one day while back home, I ended up going to some western clothing store with my dad. He’s into that country and western stuff, though the pants that he got were comparatively normal when compared to some of the items they had, like huge cowboy hats and the such.
In addition to clothes, they had some pretty interesting stuff, like this tub of “Tropical Body Butter”. I’m assuming it’s for a woman to put on her vag when it becomes all irritated after riding a horse (or something comparable) for a good while. Excuse the poor pics btw, it’s from my camera phone (wish I had my Coolpix handy that day).
Folks, you would not believe how hard I try to bring up the “vag” in regular conversation each and everyday.
The place also had a nice collection of belt buckles, with this one being my favorite. Its funny cuz its true.
But best of all were a bunch of rodeo blooper tapes. I wonder what the bloopers are? Is it a rodeo clown actually gets his head ripped from his torso?
Or the testicles of the bull getting squeezed so hard that they explode. right in the face of some kid in the front row. Plus, I shudder to think what kind of “wacky” music the carnage plays out to.
Also, during my first weekend back, I went back to Chinatown with MK since she needed a birthday gift for a friend. We went down to the underground mall which has an absolutely insane amount of ultra cute and crazy stuff (as evidenced here), with my personal fave of the day being a huge stuffed hamburger that’s supposed to be a cushion (never before had I been so strongly tempted to purchase something so cute, yet so profoundly stupid and useless).
MK ended up getting this, which is a cell phone caddie, believe it or not…
So tomorrow’s a big day. In addition to the NJ IGDA meeting in the afternoon, I’m going to see the “Super Mario Movie” afterwards. But this one is a bit different from the 1993 classic…
… Here some more info…
“Super Mario Movie” by Cory Arcangel & Paper Rad
“it is a hacked 8bit Super Mario Brothers 1 cartridge.
i will hack the game cartridge and totally reprogram
it… so when you put in THIS cartridge, instead of
the game, you are presented with a 15 minute movie
using all original graphics from the game.”
Cory A.
@ Deitch Project
Address: 76 Grand St. at Wooster St.
Date: Jan. 15 – Feb. 26
Info: 212.343.7300
http://deitch.com
… And here’s a look at how it was made…
http://www.beigerecords.com/cory/21c/21c.html
I know there’s going to be annoy hipsters present, but I don’t care (I’m simply a sucker for using video games as “art”). Aside from the obvious bizarro video game connection, I’m a big fan of Paper Rad.
But tomorrow’s not just a big day for me, but for Joe (who’s responsible for that truly sweet drawing that adorns the bio page btw), who will being flying out to the Philippines tomorrow morning to attend a wedding from his childhood friends Rod & Russ’ family (nice guys, both of them). And besides the blessed event, he’ll be there for two weeks to soak up the sun, the culture, and all the exotic tastes (and no, I’m not talking about little filipino boys) that one can only get half way across the globe.
Or maybe not. Case in point, according to Joe himself, he’s bringing two suitcases along: one filled with clothes, and the other filled Hostess and Little Debbie snack cakes. Joe lives off junk food, and he’s well aware that any food over there, even if it’s something American like McDonalds or KFC, is simply “different”.
Anyone who knows Joe is well aware of his strong aversion to germs, so I’m just as shocked as anybody that he’s embarking on such a trip. And Joe has already predicted his own death, by the hands of cholera, or malaria, or hopefully, dysentery. In such an instance, I’ve asked him to call me during his final moments; I’ll record the conversation, and all the sounds, to compose the long awaited Clogged Arteries (Joe’s band) & Dysentery (my old death metal band from high school) power ballad.
God I hope he doesn’t die, otherwise, this post is gonna look especially stupid. Anyway, here’s some pics of Joe in the jungle from the man himself. The guy sure does love his Photoshop…
And finally, two more things I forgot to mention before:
1. Also while back home, I finally saw Run Ronnie Run which, as a diehard Mr. Show fan, I had always wanted to see. Christ did it suck. As far as bad 10 minute sketch to hour and a half movie translations go, it was seriously one of the worst. Again, could have been so awesome, and it’s not like most SNL movies where an ultra sappy, serious core drags things down, this one was just plain dumb.
2. Hey, it’s less than a month till my class happens. If you still haven’t done so, register right now!
