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Saturday, May 31, 2008
Americathon (1979): Another crapass film that time forgot
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Friday, May 30, 2008
Thursday, May 29, 2008
Video Flashback: Vacation, 1983
With the cross-country family road trip going catastrophically awry (and just 10 hours from the fucking fun park), Clark W. Griswold finally snaps under the pressure.
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
WHAT SORT OF WOMAN READS PACO CAMINO?
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Monday, May 26, 2008
The Mighty Fu Manchu
Fu Manchu plays "Mongoose" at Osterrocknacht in 2002. Uh yeah, so the driving tune was used for a Toyota Super Bowl commercial--credit some ad agency musichead that knew about the mighty Fu Manchu and perfectly paired them with a Big Wheel race ad.
Sunday, May 25, 2008
Video Flashback: Skateboard Kings, 1978
They're young, male and live in the city. How do you prove yourself in the most materially comfortable country on Earth? How do you show courage, daring, skill; strength? How do you prove you're a man? If you're a Maasai tribesman in Africa, you kill a lion. If you're an Aborigine boy, you go on walkabout. If you live in Dogtown, Los Angeles, you ride a skateboard.
Friday, May 23, 2008
WHAT SORT OF MAN READS PACO CAMINO?
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Thursday, May 22, 2008
Decadent Smut: Christina’s Surrender, 1979
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Christina’s life was almost make-believe; yet she was real enough to cope with the Hollywood cannibals who wanted a share of her appetizing flesh. From the hills of Beverly to exotic locales like Bogotá, the alluring heiress leads an imaginative motion picture crew on an erotic odyssey to recapture the highlights of her past for the cameras—only to become inescapably involved with the prurient present.
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
Monday, May 19, 2008
Happy Birthday, Pete Townshend!
Since it's Pete Townshend's birthday, here's a cherry clip of The Who live at the Isle of Wight Festival in 1970. Now that Townshend is 63 years old (and stone deaf), the prophetic words to "Young Man Blues" seem rather ironic now. What a total jam this is.
Sunday, May 18, 2008
Saturday, May 17, 2008
Friday, May 16, 2008
The following handwritten letter was found crumpled up on the noble grounds of McKinley Hall:
Dear Lisa,
Hmm, maybe you didn’t hear me when I whispered under my breath a block away standing next to a biker dude obnoxiously revving his Harley, but yes, you were right—silk-screening t-shirts made entirely of ice cream was a bad idea. Not only were they cold and sticky, but they totally melt in the trunk in like minutes. Speaking of bad ideas, I probably shouldn’t have taken a class of special needs children with severe peanut allergies on a field trip to the George Washington Carver Museum & Lickable Wallpaper Cafeteria. Unexpectedly a few kids ballooned up like giant pumpkins and were hastily rolled away by a gang of monotone midgets in peanut costumes singing cautionary tales. Geez, you try to do something nice and look what happens.
Probably should’ve taken the kids to the Nail Gun & Ebola Emporium instead,
Kristin
Song of the Day:
James Pants, “My Girl"
Hmm, maybe you didn’t hear me when I whispered under my breath a block away standing next to a biker dude obnoxiously revving his Harley, but yes, you were right—silk-screening t-shirts made entirely of ice cream was a bad idea. Not only were they cold and sticky, but they totally melt in the trunk in like minutes. Speaking of bad ideas, I probably shouldn’t have taken a class of special needs children with severe peanut allergies on a field trip to the George Washington Carver Museum & Lickable Wallpaper Cafeteria. Unexpectedly a few kids ballooned up like giant pumpkins and were hastily rolled away by a gang of monotone midgets in peanut costumes singing cautionary tales. Geez, you try to do something nice and look what happens.
Probably should’ve taken the kids to the Nail Gun & Ebola Emporium instead,
Kristin
Song of the Day:
James Pants, “My Girl"
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
Monday, May 12, 2008
Sunday, May 11, 2008
Saturday, May 10, 2008
WHAT SORT OF MAN READS PACO CAMINO?
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Friday, May 09, 2008
Video Flashback: KISS Meets The Phantom, 1978
Decades later the question still lingers how the biggest rock band in the world at the time could produce such a crap turd of a film. It was so mindnumbingly awful that tentative plans for KISS Conquers The Martians were immediately scrapped.
Thursday, May 08, 2008
Damn fine reading material
Phillip Fish, the sour-faced detective in Barney Miller and his wife, Bernice, now have their hands full with a house of deliquent kids. When little Loomis decides to join a softball team and convinces Fish to be the manager, the fun begins! Join the team in this hilarious novel based on the popular TV show!
And yes--that's Todd Bridges in the blue cap just before Diff'erent Strokes premiered.
Wednesday, May 07, 2008
Paris, Show Us Your Underalls!
You know, I've been living in Paris for approximately 14 months now. Loving every minute of it too.
Spring has sprung here. It is truly lovely, unless we are talking about taking the Metro/RER, but that is another blog.
Lately, I've been checking out French girls butts,...for research purposes, of course. Anyway, I've noticed a lot of panty lines!
What is this French madness?
Why don't French women wear butt thongs? Don't get me wrong, I see a lot of nice butts here, I really do, but this panty lines business is serious matter.
So, if I may be of service to all the beautiful French women in Paris,...
Paris please show us your Underalls!
Spring has sprung here. It is truly lovely, unless we are talking about taking the Metro/RER, but that is another blog.
Lately, I've been checking out French girls butts,...for research purposes, of course. Anyway, I've noticed a lot of panty lines!
What is this French madness?
Why don't French women wear butt thongs? Don't get me wrong, I see a lot of nice butts here, I really do, but this panty lines business is serious matter.
So, if I may be of service to all the beautiful French women in Paris,...
Paris please show us your Underalls!
The following handwritten letter was found crumpled up on the hallowed grounds of McKinley Hall:
Dear Lisa,
With my doorframe-catching childbearing hips, I’m really digging the hot new Hillary Pantsuit Collection from Sears. Hey when gas hits 4 bucks a gallon, I’m going back into stripping because removing paint from old furniture is my real passion. I know this guy with a video camera that pays good money to rub stuff out for him, plus he’s recommended me to all his friends that have hard wood in need of relief. Happy endings for all! Hey there’s a Facebook group for “Cats That Look Like Hitler,” but there’s none for “Beavers That Look Like Tolstoy” or “Bearded Clams That Look Like Pink Tacos.” What gives? I’m thinking of changing my surname to Sylvestera Cornrow from Cornhole Cornwall. Makes me sound more regal and distinguished, huh?
It’s a calculated mistake not correcting the wrong answer to the big math question,
Kristin
Song of the Day:
Marvin Gaye, “You Can Leave But It’s Going To Cost You” (alternate/extended mix)
With my doorframe-catching childbearing hips, I’m really digging the hot new Hillary Pantsuit Collection from Sears. Hey when gas hits 4 bucks a gallon, I’m going back into stripping because removing paint from old furniture is my real passion. I know this guy with a video camera that pays good money to rub stuff out for him, plus he’s recommended me to all his friends that have hard wood in need of relief. Happy endings for all! Hey there’s a Facebook group for “Cats That Look Like Hitler,” but there’s none for “Beavers That Look Like Tolstoy” or “Bearded Clams That Look Like Pink Tacos.” What gives? I’m thinking of changing my surname to Sylvestera Cornrow from Cornhole Cornwall. Makes me sound more regal and distinguished, huh?
It’s a calculated mistake not correcting the wrong answer to the big math question,
Kristin
Song of the Day:
Marvin Gaye, “You Can Leave But It’s Going To Cost You” (alternate/extended mix)
Monday, May 05, 2008
Drum & Bass Breakfast-Paris Style
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After une soiree of Drum & Bass @ Paris' Cabaret Sauvage with the crew from Jungle Juice, a Pepito and un cafe treats you right!
http://www.myspace.com/junglejuiceparty
Pepito Paris People!
Pepito for Everyone!!!!
Sunday, May 04, 2008
Introducing Led Zeppelin, 1968
Robert Plant: "Gather 'round young children and have a seat on the floor. Prepare to have your asses blown out. In just a mater of months, we, Led Zeppelin, will rule the world with songs like this off our first album. It's called "How Many More Times."