If you couldn’t make it to Times Square on New Year’s Eve (or, like me, you were just lazy), here’s the next best thing (Via High Industrial.)
Category: Culture
Supastar!
Anthropologists create a new face of Jesus, and, no, he doesn’t look like Ted Nugent. (Via Follow Me Here.)
Hell Freezes Over,
pigs are flying, and the Big Dig in Boston is almost done. Hope it was worth it.
Six Card Monte.
His gaze pierces cloud, shadow, earth and flesh… Want to be unnerved? Check out this ESP experiment, via Mermaniac. I must admit it had me quite distraught for awhile there.
Only a Pawn in their Game.
The NYT surveys politicans’ constant appropriation of Dylan lyrics, including several ridiculous uses of “The Times-They-Are-A-Changin'” and Gore‘s campaign-threatening use of “My Back Pages” last week. (Kindly sent along by All About George.) Well, Al, I got one for you: “You got a lotta nerve to say you got a helping hand to lend, You just want to be on the side that’s winning…Yes, I wish that for just one time, you could stand inside my shoes. You’d know what a drag it is to see you.”
Reality Bites.
Andrew Leonard of Salon pretty much sums up my thoughts on the Winona Ryder trial. I too grew up a Winona teenager…after Princess Leia, she was my second crush (and between the two of them, they pretty much locked in my predisposition toward wry, witty brunettes.) She was definitely the female icon of a certain generation of brainy, awkward guys (all the more reason why I always thought John Crichton naming his gun thus was one of those grace notes that made Farscape such a wonderful show.) Ah, well. On the bright side, fellow eighties icon Mia Sara appears to be making something of a comeback these days, even if it is on a show as lousy as Birds of Prey.
Stranger than Fiction.
In a bizarre revelation that sent her screaming down the Murphometer, Diane Keaton loves clowns. I mean, c’mon now, anybody with any sense knows that clowns are pure evil. (Via Quiddity.)
Misery Index.
For the first time in ten years, crime goes up. Ah, the Dubya era…remember when the Dems were meant to be “soft on crime”? Of course, that was before the GOP allied itself with the gun nuts.
Their 25 Cents Worth
Slate dogs the State Quarters. I dunno…this is all a bit snarky and unnecessary. In related news, I finally found both an Ohio and a Louisiana on the same day…booyah.
Sinister Intentions.
Doh…looks like I missed International Left-Hander’s Day…spent the day typing with both hands. Should’ve at least played basketball or (lefty-strung) guitar or something. Ah, well…maybe next year. As a kid, I was a much more militant lefty, but you gotta put up with so much more back then…the kindergarten scissors don’t cut, the Crayola markers smear, yadda yadda yadda. I even had a subscription to Lefthanders Magazine for about a year there around sixth grade. It was bound the wrong way (highly confusing overkill), offered such scintillating articles as “Bruce Willis…left-hander of the year!”, and basically never ventured very far afield from this pic. (Both links via Scratching Post.)