Filed under: in praise of athletic beauty, starfucking | Tags: football, joe flacco, kurt warner, nfl predictions
I can’t sleep and I’m insanely bored, so I thought now would be as good as time as any to post my NFL predictions for this season. Though I did better than usual at caring about football last year, I’m still not really qualified to say anything about the strengths or weaknesses of any one team because I don’t pay attention to things like trades and injuries and who retired and all those other things that real fans care about. So my predictions above are based entirely on the relative cuteness of the starting quarterback. Religious zealot or not, in my crazy fantasy world the Cardinals’ Kurt Warner is just dying to do unspeakable things to me, and the Ravens’ Joe Flacco isn’t far behind. (A little surprisingly, my choices don’t at all overlap with the most symmetrical faces in the NFL. I ranked Matt Ryan 23rd out of the 32 starters, and Roethlisberger, Collins and especially fugmaster Philip Rivers all finished last in their divisions.)
After the jump, my predictions for each division, with visual evidence:
Filed under: music, tv | Tags: air, christina aguilera, david bowie, electric six, gruff rhys, in-grid, missy elliott, music, pitchfork, solange, the knife, the last shadow puppers, videos, yeah yeah yeahs
Pitchfork recently published their list of the Top 50 Music Videos of the 2000s. There’s some old favorites (Bat For Lashes’ What’s A Girl To Do, #7; The Avalanches’ Frontier Psychiatrist at #19; Vitalic’s Poney Pt. 1 at #36), some really good ones I hadn’t seen before (like #49, Escort’s Muppet-y All Through The Night), and some whose appeal is completely lost on me (that stupid video for Gnarls Barkley’s Who’s Gonna Save My Soul, #43, Justice’s completely irritating DANCE and Weezer’s Pork and Beans both in the top 10).
But, of course, they neglected to include some of my favorites. So, just off the top of my head, eleven really great videos from the past 10 years, starting with the Electric Six’s manically silly Danger! High Voltage! from 2004.
Filed under: Uncategorized | Tags: asses, books, clocks, jonas akerlund, madonna, porn, rock, spacemen
Dudes in Tennessee are being sent to John School.
I happened to be on bangmystepmom.com today (don’t ask), and saw a prime example of why I don’t get MILF sites: the total lack of age distance between the MILFs and the dudes that are banging them. Check out the photo above, of Dylan Ryder and Will Powers, and tell me how that makes sense.
I’ve only read 4 of the LA Times’ 46 Essential Rock Reads. My own personal list of favorite rock books would also include Rachel Cohn’s Pop Princess and Carl Wilson’s Let’s Talk About Love, and if rock-inspired is enough to count I’d also include Hanif Kureishi’s The Black Album.
The New York Art Book Fair is just a month away; I’m disappointed that Turkish publisher BAS isn’t going to be there again this year; their ‘15 Scary Asian Men‘ was maybe my favorite thing at the show last year.
Jonas Akerlund is still the King of the Douchepeople, but his new video for Madonna’s ho-hum Celebration at least isn’t as hateful as Lady Gaga’s Paparazzi or that shitty new Mika video.
“The US ranks second in asses.”
Things I don’t actually need but which you’re welcome to buy me: this Super 8 clock.
Today:
in spaceships, they won’t understand
sheet music for mercury – karina pasian
horrible tattoos
raveonettes nude
“hire rentboys”
Yesterday:
one hung bitch 2
how to legally do a mixtape
glee club of the damned
stephen merritt abba
horton hears a boo
