This Bald Bitch!

OK, so anyone that knows me knows that I am in the camp of the Wookies before that of the Klingons. But with the new Star Trek movie coming out (see HOT trailer below), I have decided to shack up with Vancouver and watch all of the movies in sequence. We've gotten through the first four. Here are the reviews.

ST The Motion Picture
I think this movie should be screened in The Whitney on a regular, looping schedule. Didn't they mean for it to be a piece of conceptual art?

ST2: The Wrath of Kahn
Fantasy Island in space? I liked this one. Good save from the attempt at over intellectualizing ST in the prior movie. Nice extreme close ups of Kirk's mouth too.

ST3: The Search for Spock
Not as bad as Vancouver led me to believe. Shots of the Klingon planet are a bit reminiscent of Dune to me. I like Spock's robe too. Klingon or Galliano?

ST4: The Voyage Home
Poor acting, but funny. Maybe funny b/c of poor acting? And do we still have humpback whales anyway?

Anyhooser... now onto the bald bitch. At this point, she's definitely one of the more memorable characters in the film series. I think I just like her hairdo. I also like that Vancouver gave her a strap on. Fuck THAT ass!

Live long...

... and bone.

Olfactory

The Olfactory helps and relates sense of smell. The olfactory system is the sensory system used for olfaction. Most mammals and reptiles have two distinct parts to their olfactory system: a main olfactory system and an accessory olfactory system. The main olfactory system detects volatile, airborn substances, while the accessory olfactory system senses fluid-phase stimuli. Behavioral evidence indicates that most often, the stimuli detected by the accessory olfactory system are pheromones.
The olfactory system is often spoken of along with the gustatory system as the chemosensory senses because both transduce chemical signals into perception.


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It's good for you too!

Thanks for the yummy soup, Vancouver. I love me some COCK soup... with matzo balls - the BEST! xo

I love this thing

As much as I hate to be told what to think, NY Mag brings it with this column/graph err'time. Notice City Opera's Shout out. And Michelle too... bring it gurl! mmhmm.

A smart dutch cub

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The island is now skipping through time like a broken record. Those who were left on it travel back and forth through time encountering the island's various inhabitants in its history. Sun has a very thin neck and a bobble head, but this doesn't stop her from working here Korean eyebrows at every glance. Kamusamunida. Did you ever notice how pointy Hurley's chin is, btw? In another "seeing ghosts" moment, Anna Lucia shows up to warn Hurley, but of course he goes completely against her warning. To top all of this off, some woman with a British accent has given Ben 72 hours to assemble the Oceanic 6 and beam back onto the island. Lost, again?.!

Ass

rim it

Piss

Translation: Pissing Everywhere Isn't Very CHANEL

At the suggestion of Artner

M.O.T.W.

Damn, my my destiny calls err'where. Even at Empire Sushi. Shit.

What a faggot!

So after seeing film about Marc Jacobs, I thought it might be interesting to see another documentary about Fashion / Fashion Design. "Lagerfeld Confidential" turned out to not be the movie that I was hoping to see. Instead of a peer into the creative process of a fashion icon, you get a Q&A session about Lagerfeld's upbringing, homo-ness, and the importance of accessorizing. Oh yeah, and you find out about his thoughts on gay marriage as well. While it is cool to see how he lives with his hundreds of iPods and amazing library, the movie was kinda a yawn. Sorry Karl. Maybe if it guest starred the Sprockets? But that's just my opinion.

This ones for you T'Bay Bay

and your Waspy ass self.

Will I ever be better?

I swear that I've been sick with this cold since 2009 started. I can't seem to shake it, and just when it seems to have gotten better, something else rears its ugly head. ugh. The cold weather ain't helping either. I think its time to head South. Brghgagh.

Jews, Fags, and Gypsies

“Without Jews, fags, and gypsies, there is no theater.”
—Mel Brooks, To Be or Not To Be (1983 film remake)

So seeing that Deuteronomy is Jewish, faggy, and a gypsy at heart, it would make total sense that Show Queenery is her imminent future. I mean, it s not like don't have a building collection of Playbills, or hum to the final number of Hairspray. But that doesn't make me a show queen. And neither does this pin that I'm wearing today. I just like the bling. Honest.

Feel Better

Damn, why's it gotta be like this? Season's change, and our furniture does too. It seemed easier in the days of robes and 'staches. Now the drama is too manipulative of emotions. Don't get too caught up in all the hoo hah. Young guns is forever. It'll be OK. Don't fucking gif it. You're too creative for that.

Good luck with your apt. search!

ugh

g&g weekend

don't forget the batik on the womb.

FFfFFFFF

Facts
Fictions
faggotries
Fine Art
Film
Fucking
Food
Foreign Language


Photo taken 1/1/09

I'm just sayin'

Basement blues

Fresh air is so overrated. Usually innovative and technologically progressive, the Japanese really dropped the ball with their oxygen bars. I mean, the our green future means fumes, fumes, and more fumes. Why would your work place offer you anything but the best. Google ain't got nothing on this. Thank god for the ongoing construction as well. What would the noxious fumes be without the noise? It's like Mork with no Mindy, Balki with no Cousin Larry... Don't be jealous of my blue peg protruding from my temple neither!

so NOT well

Weds 4:49 PM... still getting over my cold. Feeling happy and fine, wearing pink pants too. The noxious fumes that are running through the opera have sent my head spinning though. Had to ask for a face mask from the house. Kinda makes a difference, but my throat a MESS. Chloraseptic comes in an addictive wild berries flavor. Nice at 4 AM when you can't sleep. Still moisturizing with poppin' lip glawss as well. Hope to feel better soon. This is part of my design process these days. Blech.

Above: 3 pt. line mug with Yogi Green Tea in it, 2 sugar bags, 1 tea bag (wink wink), industrial face mask, Clinique lip glawss, 24 Johnson's lotion, my fave Cloraseptic, Advil, Pill box, and used tissue. Happy January.

I understand Ewok!

"The Ewoks of the forest moon of Endor speak a "primitive dialect" of one of the six million other forms of communication that C-3PO is familiar with, although what this language was is unknown. Ben Burtt, Return of the Jedi’s sound designer, created the Ewok language.[4] According to Burtt, in Bantha Tracks #17 August 1982: "For the Ewoks, I was inspired by a recording on a BBC documentary of an elderly woman speaking Tibetan. It was very high-pitched and sounded like a good basis for Ewokese to me. Eventually then, what evolved was a pidgin, or double talk version of words from Tibetan, Nepali and other Mongolian languages [sic, neither Tibetan nor the Nepali language are Mongolian or even Altaic languages] Huttese was created by the same process." Some have noted that certain phrases uttered by the Ewoks are in real languages sampled from Earth, such as Tagalog (Philippines), and Swedish : "Ayun! Puno daw 'ito!" (When C3PO is being worshipped) means: "There! This is the leader!" in Filipino. Also, "Wala na, wala na, patay," said when an Ewok was killed, means "No more, no more, dead."

from this Wiki article

T.E.V.I.N.

pre-Seaweed (and sex scandal)

You've got your good things

and I've got mine.

NARS

Ode to Arner

Play with me!

Now Playing in my Ipod

"They're" trying to turn me into a Broadway queen. It's not working...



do you hear those bells, btw?

Who you, Münchausen?!

Happy Nueva York - I mean Nueva Year.. er - Feliz Cumpleanos (???) Whatever - away with 2008 and in the year of the ox!



DM has been lead astray from his blergin' by many people at the conclusion of 2008. All good, but some dysfunctional (ie. Mr. Münchausen - can you believe that someone would try to steal my limelight by inflicting self-induced injuries? Please don't stop the music!)

Artner was around for the holiday adventure. Fun and artnerful - drama was in the mix too. Mary J. must have called for a re-mix of the 2007. The most shocking thing (or one of the most shocking things) of her eastcoast adventure was the NYE appearance of the Eraserhead broad - in the flesh!

Feel better artner! And you bess make work that New Navy!

My NYE was spent underneath the fireworks in Central Park, romantic and brite. I'm hoping that the year of the OX will remain exciting... though I can do without the dysfucntinality... or the hangovers.

Feliz Cumpleanos and enjoy your ox tails!