Blake Butler—
On Kickstarter, even though I don’t really like Troma movies this looks great: Movies of the Future With Lloyd Kaufman: A Movie About an Underground Film Icon.
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Don’t You Fuckin’ Look At Me
RIP Dennis Hopper, a great one
Blake Butler—
The winners of the Robert Lopez Kamby Bolongo Mean River contest are: amelia, jim r, magicmike, moga, elizabeth, ryan mcdonald. Winners, please send your address to the htmlgiant addy to claim. Thanks to all, and sorry for the delay…
Matthew Simmons—
Tao, when you are 73, I hope you get arrested for shoplifting from American Apparel: Seniors. (And I mean that with the greatest affection.)
A Pixel Art Documentary by Simon Cottee
Last May, Blake posted a short meditation on video game art, particularly Jason Rohrer’s Passage, and how the constraints Rohrer and others write under can create new experiences in video games. If you liked that post, consider watching Simon Cottee‘s pixel art documentary, which explores how and why the pixel style has moved beyond indie video games and into visual art, music, and so on. Makes me miss my NES.
httpv://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7mqAZ06dwKU
Matthew Simmons—
Pindeldyboz, a site which I read regularly and aspired to publish on early in my discovery of the vibrant online lit scene, is shutting down. Thanks for everything, Whitney and gang.
SMACKER
I’m going to become a millionaire when I invent an invisible, self-directed, ambulatory device that slaps people’s stock phrases right out of their mouths. (Even mine. Especially mine.) “At this point in time.” “To be completely honest.” I had a crazy boss who would always ask for the “quick and dirty version” of something or the “soup to nuts version” of it. That was kind of entertaining, though.
My creature will look like Big Dog, except invisible and with a smacking hand.
httpv://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cHJJQ0zNNOM
It is Friday: Go Right Ahead
Please keep her always drunk.
I don’t do anything, not one single thing. I used to bite my nails, but I don’t even do that any more.
I’m through with the whole works.
An unbroken night of sleep is rare.
Oh, misty-minded.
Four be the things I’d have been better without: Love, curiosity, freckles and doubt.
Sobriety? A basis for jokes.
Ballin in the library.
She’s probably on her way to get a bottle of bad gin.
I’m not down to my last two bits.
A deep human need to complain.
All I need is room enough to lay a hat and a few friends.
And down a beer.