12.05.2004
top ten relatively mundane things i like
i thought this up while bored at work...
10. my favorite crappy snack food is andy capp's hot fries, the only junk food product i can think of with a target audience of disgruntled old men. i find it amusingly inaccurate to make the most lifeless, unfunny cartoon character in history the spokesperson for the spiciest corner-store snack food in history. i also really like the way andy capp is drawn.
9. bob dylan's moustache
...sort of crystallizes the whole "i'm old and i don't give a fuck" look he's been rockin' lately. and he's pulling it off. more and more, i'm a fan of playing the cards fate has thrown you. if father time has concluded that you are not to be dashing and distinguished in your twilight years, the pencil thin stache and ten gallon hat is a worthy plan b.
8. women's knee length skirts, preferably of the tweed variety, remain my most sure-fire (dare i say pavlovian?) turn on. i hope they never go out of style...
7. i can't help it. i'm beginning to feel sorry for downtrodden ben affleck. while neither particularly talented or charismatic, i still contend that ben is less nauseating than your average a-list lemon. he doesn't stab in the dark at bukowski-esque, "beautiful loser" horseshit like brad pitt, he isn't unanimously applauded for unforgiveable overacting like tom cruise, he didn't ruin solaris, like george clooney's smug ass-- he just dated j lo, and had his picture taken one too many times, and made some crappy movies. in addition, he did try and fail to get howard zinn's a people's history of the united states of america made into a tv mini-series (for rupert murdoch, no less). and though it sort of makes me want to barf, he may prove to be the left's bar-lowering answer to "the governator." fine. fight fire with fire.
6. arizona green tea is the only remotely light beverage available in my neighborhood. not too much sugar, not thickened up with fake lemon or whatever-- just good tea. plus they have those nice green bottles.
5. the way the train from "thomas and friends" is drawn. vintage, in a way that's not annoying...
4. most people i know hate this, but i love used books with scribbling from previous owners. i find it to be a seductive distraction. i get caught up in how that person approached the book, and why that person abandoned the book, and how that person felt about the book. it's also refreshing to see that past generations have had the same problems you've had, like when a written-in "?" reassures me that i'm not the only one shrugging when roland barthes uses words like "pleonasm".
3. moammar qadhafi's "look"
kim jong il might steal a bit of his thunder stylistically (especially now that we're all buddies again), but that doesn't mean our favorite reagan-era adversary doesn't know how to work it in the wardrobe department. sort of a cross between james brown and che guevara, with a little host-of-iron-chef thrown in for good measure.
2. watching pigeons walk. watch them walk long enough and it's tough to imagine them ever flying.
1. the part of the rolling stones song "angie" where mick sings: "ain't it good to be alive"...
10. my favorite crappy snack food is andy capp's hot fries, the only junk food product i can think of with a target audience of disgruntled old men. i find it amusingly inaccurate to make the most lifeless, unfunny cartoon character in history the spokesperson for the spiciest corner-store snack food in history. i also really like the way andy capp is drawn.
9. bob dylan's moustache
...sort of crystallizes the whole "i'm old and i don't give a fuck" look he's been rockin' lately. and he's pulling it off. more and more, i'm a fan of playing the cards fate has thrown you. if father time has concluded that you are not to be dashing and distinguished in your twilight years, the pencil thin stache and ten gallon hat is a worthy plan b.
8. women's knee length skirts, preferably of the tweed variety, remain my most sure-fire (dare i say pavlovian?) turn on. i hope they never go out of style...
7. i can't help it. i'm beginning to feel sorry for downtrodden ben affleck. while neither particularly talented or charismatic, i still contend that ben is less nauseating than your average a-list lemon. he doesn't stab in the dark at bukowski-esque, "beautiful loser" horseshit like brad pitt, he isn't unanimously applauded for unforgiveable overacting like tom cruise, he didn't ruin solaris, like george clooney's smug ass-- he just dated j lo, and had his picture taken one too many times, and made some crappy movies. in addition, he did try and fail to get howard zinn's a people's history of the united states of america made into a tv mini-series (for rupert murdoch, no less). and though it sort of makes me want to barf, he may prove to be the left's bar-lowering answer to "the governator." fine. fight fire with fire.
6. arizona green tea is the only remotely light beverage available in my neighborhood. not too much sugar, not thickened up with fake lemon or whatever-- just good tea. plus they have those nice green bottles.
5. the way the train from "thomas and friends" is drawn. vintage, in a way that's not annoying...
4. most people i know hate this, but i love used books with scribbling from previous owners. i find it to be a seductive distraction. i get caught up in how that person approached the book, and why that person abandoned the book, and how that person felt about the book. it's also refreshing to see that past generations have had the same problems you've had, like when a written-in "?" reassures me that i'm not the only one shrugging when roland barthes uses words like "pleonasm".
3. moammar qadhafi's "look"
kim jong il might steal a bit of his thunder stylistically (especially now that we're all buddies again), but that doesn't mean our favorite reagan-era adversary doesn't know how to work it in the wardrobe department. sort of a cross between james brown and che guevara, with a little host-of-iron-chef thrown in for good measure.
2. watching pigeons walk. watch them walk long enough and it's tough to imagine them ever flying.
1. the part of the rolling stones song "angie" where mick sings: "ain't it good to be alive"...
