victoria's other secret...

Those wonderful folks at Full Moon Entertainment (Puppetmaster movies) have brought us this MONSTER BRA just in time for summer. Why they are selling this on their site, I have no idea, but if you wanna buy one, you can here.

a birthday to be believed...

Like many children of the late 70s I was big-time into those freaky variety shows like In Search Of..., That's Incredible!, and The Donnie and Marie Hour.

So for my 35th birthday, I made Craig take me to the brand new tourist trap on 42nd Street: Ripley's Believe It or Not, which let me tell you is the best thing to hit Time's Square since Happy Hour at HoJos.

It's also worth the price of admission just to see the celebrity doppelganger shrunken head collection:

SAMUEL L JACKSON


DUSTIN HOFFMAN


SANTANA


BUTCH PATRICK


LIL KIM

lovely plumage...

when life hands you bad vinylmake vinyl bowls...

I am obsessed with that Wikipedia spin-off called wikiHow, in which anyone can post a step-by-step guide online.

Today, there's a guide to making bowls out of your record collection.

I would like to go on record (no pun intended) that I invented the record bowl in 1977 with my copy of Kiss Destroyer. Just about two minutes into Beth, the Mickey Mouse Record player started making sounds of the devil that, frankly, all of us were warned about. Of course, then again, nobody warned me not to bring the record player into the blazing heat of the summer sun.

Click the record bowl above to make your very own bowl out of old records.

almighty then...

I'm generally impressed by the movies my parents see in theaters. They saw The Crying Game long before I had a chance to discover he's a she and they often catch documentaries that I've never heard of nor can pronounce.

Then there are the parental movie outings that just completely mystify me. Like this weekend, when my mom relays to me that they saw a "great movie last night" called Evan Almighty.

I instantly have a flashback to the time my parents were sure Patch Adams would get a Best Picture Oscar nom. Then there was the time Cuba Gooding, Jr. better get an Oscar for Radio or "there's no justice in this world."

Best of all, my mom had no idea there was a Bruce Almighty. When I admitted to actually seeing that one, she began drilling me on "what God made Bruce do in that one, since Evan had to build a whole Ark in this one."

I think she was unimpressed by my explanation that Bruce just walks around dancing to Snap's "I've Got the Power" and enlarges his wife's breast size.

Mom said "well, the Evan guy is much funnier, besides I don't like that Jim Carrey."

todd says relax...

Slight change in DJ plans tonight. We will be at the MEAN FIDDLER in lovely Times Square New York. On 47th Between 8th and Broadway. Come on over....

PRIDE

(gay pride, get it?)


Things to be proud about this gay pride weekend...

Isaiah Washington
Back from rehab


William Sledd
Just about as gay as it gets


Angry lesbian syndrome
Rosie still has it

nice to meet youfamous daughter of Rachel's neighbor's mom...

Having lived in New York for twelve years now, I appreciate a good celebrity sighting when I can get one, but there's nothing worse than shaking the hand of a celebrity and not even realizing it.

Case in point, tonight I go to meet Rachel for dinner and as we walk into her apartment, Rachel's neighbor comes down the stairs and introduces us to her daughter. Rachel lights up and says how she's heard "so much about her and how funny and great she is "on the show." Then I'm introduced and this woman starts talking about how the pressures on them going after Sopranos and all, and I'm just smiling and agreeing that yes, she's brilliant on that show, thinking "which chick is she on BIG LOVE?"

After random woman leaves with her mom, I turn to Rachel and mouth "who the fuck is that?" and Rachel's like, "uh, hello?! Perrey Reeves?!!! Mrs. Ari from Entourage?!!"

Anyone that knows me knows that ENTOURAGE is one of my least favorite shows on television, so but I did for at least a minute there get very excited that she was on BIG LOVE, one of my favorite shows on television.


Honesty, I'm more excited that I got to meet Perrey Reeves, the star of Child's Play 3.

Talk about your subjective idealism.

navy blue haiku...

Don't you love those company-wide emails regarding personal observations, requests for charity funds, and occasional lost item notices?

Here's one I just got...
This one rules, mainly for the subject header, second for the bad grammar, and third for the fact that more than half the readers have never stepped foot in the ladies room.

In any case, I feel this email deserves some Haikus. I'll go first...

in the ladies room
navy sweater went missing
morn its loss later

crafty...

If you're in New York CIty this weekend, get your ass over to Williamsburg, Brooklyn for the 3rd Annual Renegade Craft Fair.

In addition to amazing MODERN PLANET shirts like this one on the right...

There are over 150 vendors selling the goods to more hipsters than humanly possible in one location. Some of my favorites at this years show...

...This drumming squirrel shirt









National Badger silkscreened animal prints...









...Tangle free iPod covers from Pod Poncho featuring The Hoff







Llama Pirate pins
from Noosed Kitty...











...Geek Bling Ring from Regansbox







Want to see the fair, but don't live in New York?
Go cyber crafty and...
CLICK THE VENDOR LIST BELOW

my favorite promax moment...

Other than seeing Ze Frank, this is one of my favorite promos shown off...

demand it...

For some reason, at some point, I ended up with Chico DeBarge as a friend on MySpace.

Seems Chico has embraced social networks amd wants his friends to "Demand Him" on some concert promotion site called "Eventful." Not a bad way to embrace your Chico fans, however when I clicked on the link Chico sent me I entered the history books by being the one person in the New York metro area who demands them some Chico...

I love how the other cities that pop up to tell you (at the time of this posting) 2 people in Los Angeles demand Chico, 1 person in the Chicago area demands Chico, and 0 in the Detroit metro area demands Chico. Ouch.

Feel the beat of the rhythm of the night and show your love for Chico.

get it while it's hot...

The official
BEWARE OF THE BLOG SUMMER 07 MIX
for your listening pleasure...

download the continuous mix here
OR
listen on your computer right now...


powered by THE SUN
tracks include

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Mer du Japon • AIR
Strange Magic•ELO
Steal the Blueprints•+/-
Ultimatum •The Long Winters
Rhythm Of Life•Hugh Harris
The Scientist•Johnette Napolitano
Remix What May•Kidman,McGregor
Some People•Belouis Some

ze max...

Today I had the great pleasure of attending a live monologue from the one and only Ze Frank at the Promax convention here in New York.

For those of you under a rock, Ze Frank is the internet sensation/lucky bastard who went from cynical designer to overnight culture sensation faster than Perez Hilton can draw naughty parts on Lohan photos.

For those of you not sent to industry conventions like Promax (and we envy you), Promax is this big ego-fest in which "media shapers" (i.e. soulless advertising executives trying to get Middle America to embrace 'Pimp My Ride') get together to pat backs and kiss ass.

Ze Frank is as brilliant in person as on the web, and his "Acceleration Anxiety" presentation was just the wake-up call Promax needed. While other speakers were talking about their 360 degree approach to peer-to-peer networks, Ze Frank simply summed up "Web 2.0" as a "crapacopia" of content.

We were entertained, enlightened, humbled, and humored, but best of all given some great perspective from a guy who more people need to be listening to before launching their interactive text campaign.

take it on the run, baby...

Since it will probably be a while before any of us land an iPhone, here's the next best thing.

Now get BEWARE OF THE BLOG on your cellphone instantly by simply clicking on the phone below.

It's a simple, FREE, program called PLUSMO that will surprise you with it's super cool interface. Just like the real thing, just a wee bit smaller than your computer screen.

save the date...

Rachel and I will be doing another amazing DJ set, with a whole new group of songs and all your favorite New Wave bands. Be sure to mark your calendars. The Mean Fiddler is has much more dance room than the other place, so you won't want to miss this one...

Wii Wii Wii all the way home

So, I was going to blog about last night's Sopranos final episode and how it's probably the most existential television experience since Pam woke up from the "dream season" of Dallas, but right now the blogosphere is flooded with Sopranos-talk.

So, fugetaboutit.

Enjoy the laughing Wii baby instead...

Baby laughing at the WII

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white lines and yellow braceletsdon't do it...

Good thing the Sunday Times Magazine won't be confused with the Sunday Style section. Somebody please tell John Edwards to stop wearing the Armstrong bracelet.

Speaking of the Style section, there's an article today about the return of cocaine chic, which you'll note that Rachel and I condemned on the latest podcast. Seems the return of Bolivian Marching Powder on the scene is most likely attributed to "generational amnesia," which just makes me feel really old and boring as the only coke I've done lately is that "vitamin enhanced" soda Diet Coke Plus.

argh we done with the pirates yet?

I'm sorry, but America's romanticised fascination with all-things-pirate walked the plank last week with the CBS premiere of PIRATE MASTER, which coincidently is also the summer's hotest gay porno.

A true pirate "reality" show would have contestants raping, looting, murdering, pilaging, and a wee bit of plundering, pending time allowance with commercials.

I still can't believe that we have to sit through this crap on television and in theatres, and there has yet to be a sequel made to The Goonies? WTF?!!

Which reminds me of this great pirate joke roughly translated on Telemundo last week...

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Pirate walks into a bar with a steering wheel in his pants.

Bartender says, "Doesn't that wheel bother you?"

Pirate looks up and says, "Arrrrgggh, it's driving me nuts!"

shameless promotion...

He may be just a man, with a man's courage, but the new Flash Gordon is gonna turn heads.

Watch for the premiere on SciFi this August.

Now, I bet you have the song stuck in your head, don't cha?

loco gatos!

tell me more, tell me more...

What do Cocoon, Commando, and Deep Throat share in common other than sucking?

They're part of the summer movies memories essay collection in this week's New Yorker. Fun short stories from today's best authors including A.M. Homes, Miranda July, Dave Eggers, and Roger Angell.

My personal favorite summer movie year was 1989 - Indiana Jones 3, Do the Right Thing, Licence to Kill, UHF, Uncle Buck, The Abyss, Batman, Sex, Lies, and Videotape, Fright Night 2, Road House, Field of Dreams, When Harry Met Sally, Dead Poet's Society, Let it Ride, and many many viewings that summer of Heathers on home video.

xanadu redux...

This whole post-modern Xanadu trend is getting catchy. Here's a fan remix of the theme getting buzz on YouTube...

have to believe we are magic...

You may have to see it to believe it, but Xanadu is Broadway's most hysterical, enjoyable self-parody. It walks a fine line between wacky adaptation from the 1980s cult-classic, and timely satire of theater's shark-jumping tendencies since 1980. In short, it's fucking brilliant.

My favorite part happened before the show though when Rachel turns to me and asks, "I wonder how they're going to make her come out of that wall, you know?"

No spoilers here, bitches. See it now.

this is IT...

One of the funniest shows in the history of television is easily THE IT CROWD, which is being Americanized for us this Fall on NBC (thankfully with one of the original cast members).

Here is the best episode of the show:

remote loss of control...

There should be a show on television called MOVIES YOU ALREADY OWN ON DVD because Craig would make it a Nielsen ratings gangbuster.

I had to leave the room last night due to his excitement that HBO was showing all the Star Wars films back to back. When I pointed out that all the Star Wars films in both Special Editions and Original Editions are sitting right next to the television in DVD boxed sets, Craig's answer was "but it's a marathon."

Then this morning I had to convince him not to watch The Fog on SciFi for the thousandth time, since it was also next to the TV in a Deluxe Special Anniversary Before-Carpenter-Sucked Edition.

I did convince him to channel-surf only to be scared out of my mind by the following exclamation as the networks flew by:
"Oh oh, Kathy Griffin!"
"Oh, oh, Murder, She Wrote!"

Now he's back to watching The Fog because "this is the good part."