Deep digger falls out of the sky, sticks in the ground, and then uses a cannon to chew through concrete before it explodes. It can grind through at least 10 meters of concrete while reporting its progress and coordinating with other burrow bombs to meet and greet and blow up.
I think it’s behind me right now.
So, you know, bottled water. Most of it is somewhat-filtered tap water. Gotta have a gimmick to sell it. Sometimes they put vitamins or electrolytes in it, not a bad idea. Sometimes they put caffeine or a little bit of fruit in it, okay. Sometimes they claim they’ve put oxygen in it to make you more oxygen-y, which is pathetic. Or they just want you to like them, so they put a picture of someone nice on it.
And then there’s water that’s been… …liked. The good folks at H2OM Water sell “Water with Intention”.
You all may remember an insane Japanese man who says that water changes when you think nice thoughts. “The Hidden Messages in Water”, etc. He was in that movie “Do You Fucking Expect Me to Believe This Shit” or whatever it was called. He’s an affable lunatic. Mix affable lunacy with marketing and you have our next Dr. Bronner.
Inspired by these studies, H2Om was created. A crystal clear natural spring water brand infused with the power of intention through words, music and thought. We gratefully offer you an interactive invitation to drink in and resonate with the vibrational frequencies of Love and Perfect Health.
Now absolute purity comes in Five Fantastic Infusions
NOW AVAILABLE:
LOVE
PERFECT HEALTHCOMING SOON:
WILL POWER
PROSPERITY
and
GRATITUDE
I’m glad they’re coming out with the gratitude one, because after I’ve got love and perfect health I’ll be needing to feel more grateful.
Reading their infusion process, it seems to consist of 1) picking out a label color and 2) playing music at the water in a warehouse.
Science was cool, wasn’t it? Man I’m nostalgic already.
WILLIE NELSON COWBOY SLASH SONG
God bless Willie.
The Wittenburg Door arrived today and turned me on to the Wauhob Family. They’ve made some groundbreaking experimental music, close to the free jazz or avant-noise you’d expect from John Zorn or Eugene Chadbourne, and they’ve done so in an unusual arena: Southern Country Gospel.
Ladies and Gentlemen, straight from Sioux City Iowa circa 1981: THE WAUHOB FAMILY!
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Via Mike Watt on Myspace:
Hi,
Here’s the info for the upcoming performance of: “Symphony No.13 (Hallucination City)” for 80 guitars, 20 basses and drums. The original version premiered at the former WTC on June 13, 2001. The revised version, in four movements, premiered at the Kasser Theater at Montclair St. University, NJ. on Feb. 4, 2006.
Continue reading “Calling local crazy guitarists: be in a Branca performance”
foo2rama points to a great LA Times article about Southern California’s own little dictatorship permanent oligarchic authoritarian state 19th century company town city of Vernon, a town of slaughterhouses, ammunition factories, and a geriatric Politburo.
Nice to see the fine tradition of indentured servitude that brought my ancestors here in 1750 is still continuing!
Company sued for allegedly making workers turn over tax refunds
JULIANA BARBASSA
Associated Press
SAN FRANCISCO – An Indian employee of an information technology consulting company filed a lawsuit Tuesday alleging he and other foreign workers were required to give their employers their tax return checks.
My day: some work, therapy, hanging around at D’s, Trader Joe’s, home.
Currently I’m making some oven-fried chicken and baby dutch potatoes with spinach & curry spices. Sort of an almost Saag Paneer thing.
At TJ’s the hottest woman ever to live on the surface of the planet was buying valentiney things for someone who is, at least tonight, way luckier than me. It was hard not to follow her through the aisles in a dog-like manner.
C’mon rain, actually rain tonight! Dear God the curry smell is making me something something.
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