tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-112468332012-01-28T13:35:41.353-08:00Featuring Acquanetta as the Gorilla GirlMiss Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07939895933517000667noreply@blogger.comBlogger8731100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11246833.post-19422660813305198672012-01-26T13:52:00.000-08:002012-01-26T19:55:41.294-08:00

Gene Pitney - Town Without Pity. Don't judge Gene for his slightly creeper demeanor here. The town did this to him. The town without pity. Some of you will understand and I hope you got out of there, man. Skeeter Davis - The End of the World. The ultimate anthem of the deeply depressed. The studio recording is haunting and will somehow make you feel better, bubby. Dolly

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Submarine is one of those films I meant to see when it came out, but I have a hard time getting to the movie theater. Hopefully I'll be more big-screen inclined for 2012, but in the meantime, here's a coming-of-age flick available on DVD that works out fine on the home viewing system. Shot in watery Wales by director Richard Ayoade (actor/writer known for his TV comedy in England) and based on a

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Konrad Gesner made this woodcut of a squirrel in the mid-sixteenth century. Squirrels were much more fierce back then. Feel free to share your feelings about Squirrel Appreciation Day. I know the parades, parties and festivals kept everyone feeling lively and nimble. Take a moment of quiet reflection and feel free to leave your comments. Peace out, squirrel appreciators.

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Celebrity Wife Swap episodes are coming fast and furious from ABC, and I've made an insane and inexplicable commitment to recap them in poetry form. But this week's episode, featuring comedian Niecy Nash and former child star Tina Yothers, just didn't inspire me to great poetic heights. I'm not blaming Niecy or Tina. Niecy's work on Reno 911 puts her in the pantheon of TV satirists I'll always

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Wikipedia has shut down for 24 hours to protest the SOPA copyright legislation that could possibly have dire effects on free-speech aspects of the Internet. Nobody can look up anything on Wikipedia today--yo! In defiance of SOPA, I'm staging a different kind of protest: posting this photo of Cedric, former personal trainer and now arch-nemesis of the Vanderpump family. I don't know where I got

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A new documentary about artist, puppeteer and set designer, Wayne White. This looks bitchin'!

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Holly Golightly excels at the haunting refrain. Ike Turner's original, featuring The Ikettes.

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What could be more apropos than a poetry recap of this 80s-centric episode of Celebrity Wife Swap, featuring the Flavor Flav and Dee Snider households? What could be more inspirational than the sweet retro sounds of Twisted Sister and Public Enemy? I'm going to attempt my first heavy-metal rap lyrics for the recap here. I've got my rhyming dictionary in hand and I'm feeling it. Are you feeling it

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We just got a digital microscope. I mean, it's for my kid, of course, but because it can take photos, it's now for me too. Let's pretend you're the size of a flea, hopping about my desk, looking for fresh blood. What might you find before I spray you with insecticide, shortening your lifespan considerably? Can you figure out what you're looking at here? (Answers below.) My kid is also receiving

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It's time for another poetry recap of Celebrity Wife Swap! Wait--don't click over to your porn bookmarks yet! Poetry is on the wane and I'm just trying to shore up an ancient art form with this week's celebrity muses, Gary Busey and Ted Haggard. I only know Ted Haggard from his 2006 scandal. As evangelical pastor of the New Life Church (10,000 congregants strong), Ted was caught having relations

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I apologize up front for this, but when I read that ABC was going to air Celebrity Wife Swap this television season, I felt in my bones that it must be recapped somehow. You might remember Wife Swap, where two wives switch households for two weeks. The first week, the wives follow the typical household rules. The second week, the rules are changed by the new wives and hi-jinks, hostility, and

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Hey everybody! Welcome back to the virtual existence. I had a happy holiday and I hope you did too. I actually went away from the house, far away, and came back jet-lagged, yet refreshed. Let's review. First, there was the tree. If it were up to me, I would completely ignore Christmas as much as humanly possible. In fact, I would convert to Judaism and be done with Christmas once and for all (

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I hope all of you out there in reality land are busy making consistently great holiday memories. There will be a time-out period on the blog for now. But 2012 will be full of laughter and links, so enjoy Buddy Rich vs. Animal in the meantime. Peace on Earth, Good Will to Everyone. XO

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That's it. No more Work of Art to kick around anymore. I haz the reality-TV sadness. Now I guess I'll have to actually make art, instead of watching others struggle with the process on the small screen. Anyway, Kymia's the winner and this episode didn't have a lot of dramatics or tension other than the Simon de Pury home-mentor visits, so here's a quick review. This boat by Kymia was well

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I couldn't write a half-ass recap today due to circumstances that had nothing to do with being half-assed. In fact, I put my full self into real life today and the half-ass recapping will commence tomorrow. But look at this excellent photo of mentor Simon de Pury and host China Chow with Kymia that I swiped from the Bravo Work of Art site. Isn't it SWELL? And Kymia was very deserving of the win

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Christmas is a tough time of year for some. Not everyone's in the mood for celebrating. Like for instance, Joseph--perhaps the most hapless man in the entire Bible. Luckily, the Clancy Brothers gave Joseph his own musical story with their version of an Appalachian folk tune, "When Joseph Was An Old Man." First of all, kudos, for paying attention to Joseph at all. And also, was Joseph the biggest

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I'm in a Christmas stupor. Of course, it's not Christmas--it's Christmas prep time. Christmas itself will come and go like a whisper on the wind. Then comes Christmas clean-up. As I age (ungracefully), this particular holiday is feeling more and more like a personal pageant that must play out exactly according to someone's plan--not my own If it were up to me, this is what Christmas would

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For episode 9, Work of Art travels to Main Street, USA, or Cold Spring, New York, where the five remaining artists have two hours to find a portrait subject worthy of a gallery showing. The artists take a 60-mile train ride to a tiny Cold Spring, where an abundance of Caucasian subjects are waiting for their reality-TV debut. Actually, there's a lot of initial rejection and door-closing in the

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What Am I Gonna Get?! I have to admit that this sort of thing is in line with how I process much of marketing on television. I'm glad someone is out there channeling the infomercial madness in some shiny, sparkly, musical way. Anyone up for a tickle off? Something to think about. Good for some laughs, for sure. Order now! Thanks to Rich Juzwiak for the tip-off in A Weird Christmas

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It's time to SELL OUT on Work of Art, Episode 8. More than usual, that is. The artists are herded to Tribeca where they're confronted by those tables that people pull out for office-party events, topped with cash boxes lined up just so. Kymia doesn't like the look of those cash boxes and how right she is!This challenge will require teams of two artists to make art to sell on the street, which

Miss Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07939895933517000667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11246833.post-60669068810280648072011-12-05T09:04:00.000-08:002011-12-05T10:18:33.356-08:00

It's easy to put down Facebook--a big, wide target to finger-point at about what's wrong with modern social interaction. But sometimes Facebook comes alive with fantastic links to wondrous media. Media I wouldn't be privy to without the eyes and ears and tastes of my Facebook friends. Twitter is like this too, but my Twitter feed is mostly all media and fewer friends. These Facebook picks are

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Whoo! Work of Art Episode 7 La Dolce Arte is a Fiat 500 car-commercial auto-parts sculpture competition! And the winner will receive $25,000! WOW--that's like working on a real commercial, kids. So now the artists are all in a tizzy because it's down to what, six artists? Big money's involved (again) and nothing lets the creativity flow like the automobile industry combined with a nationally

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Hollywood struggles to compete with today's media glut, frantically grasping at 3D anything, features based on Saturday-morning cartoons, comic-book superheroes no one cares about (Thor?)--even going so far as to put Adam Sandler in a dress and calling her Jill. Pathetic! Hollywood, I got your back. These classic frightmare films are begging for remakes. Just don't take my golden ideas from me

Miss Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07939895933517000667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11246833.post-30433009378052945502011-11-23T14:58:00.000-08:002011-11-23T16:16:31.726-08:00

Look everyone, let's just skip ahead to Christmas. Thanksgiving is a foregone conclusion at this point. Thanksgiving was last celebrated during its proper season, probably back in the early 90s. Since then, it gets glossed over between end-of-summer sale season, back-to-school fall specials, Halloween party essentials clearance racks, and wait, what was I saying? Oh, Thanksgiving. It involves

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We lost our hamster today. She had been sick for a few weeks and a visit to the vet was costly and medicinal but ultimately for naught. Her suffering has ended and now she is running in the giant hamster ball in the sky. In my dreams, her ball opens up and she is free, free to do the thing she wanted to do her entire lifetime with us: run under the couch. Au revoir, Fifi.

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Street Dealers episode! Get your street art! The artists are teamed up in twos by spray-painting host China Chow's paper-mâché-like nesting-doll dress with matching colors. It makes sense at the time but I'm not going to go into details--I'm half-ass as you know. Sucklord sprays on some neon-green nipples and even mentor Simon de Pury jumps in with his spray can, and we're off! A long brick

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Perhaps you never realized She Mob went away. No matter. She Mob, the band, is back. We started rehearsing again with a new member a few months ago and played a short set with some new songs at the Annual Murder Ballads show at the Starry Plough. And so, from the ashes of mid-90s mid-life crisis, we arise to fill the world with our anti-love songs. People used to ask us 15 years ago why we

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That's right! Work of Art, Ep 5: Ripped from the Headlines! Simon de Pury cheerfully awakens the remaining artists at the ungodly hour of 5:30 A.M. to take a trip to the New York Times printing plant in Queens. This show is very cruel. They're artists, not farm animals. But with minimal grumbling, the sleepy, rumpled creatives ooh and ahh at the rapidly moving newspaper whirlwind all around

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One of the pleasures of sci-fi films is noting the speculation of the look of future societies, always a reflection of the time at production. If you were watching sci-fi in the 1960s, you learned that people of our time were to be decked out in bubble hats, mini-dresses and jumpsuits while walking down pristine white corridors toward brightly lit chambers full of blinking room-sized computers.

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Yup, I'm posting my kid's art. Why? Because it's so exuberant. If you don't agree, then you may be in a coma. If you're feeling comatose, perhaps some kid art will help. Jackson's going through a phase where he hates everything he draws upon completion. It's tough because he truly is a great artist (as most kids are), and his personality always comes through no matter what he's drawing, And

Miss Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07939895933517000667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11246833.post-25322900183860780902011-11-03T17:22:00.000-07:002011-11-05T09:56:45.356-07:00

I couldn't bring myself to review Work of Art two weeks ago, hot on the heels of too many Work of Art recaps already. This is the problem of being the sole writer around here. Sometimes there's too much recapping to do and not enough time to do it in. And...nobody cares.So without further ado, here's a very brief rundown of Episode 3: Make it Pop. As you might surmise, the young artists are

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The Colbert ReportGet More: Colbert Report Full Episodes,Political Humor & Satire Blog,Video ArchiveGood-naturedly making mince-meat of demonstrators and their earnest hand signals.

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Did you know that in St. Louis, kids are required to tell a joke on Halloween to get their treats? I never knew! NPR has a story about it and here's a calvacade of kids telling jokes on Halloween in this video. How did the ghost say good-bye to the vampire? So long sucker! What did the clown-eating cannibal say? Something tastes funny. What's a pirate's favorite letter? RRRRRRRRrrrrrr!Heeyuk!

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Have you seen the news from the front lines of Occupy Oakland? Jesus H. Christ, it's a war zone downtown. Tear gas, rubber bullets, beat-downs--an eruption of brutal violence on what was essentially a peaceful protest. These are dark times for a very large portion of the U.S. population. Don't add to the total darkness, city police departments! If nothing else, the Occupy movement may cause the

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A fascinating BBC documentary about a fascinating musician and composer. Were you lucky enough to see Sun Ra and his Arkestra? I hope so. Sometimes they played the most dissonant, industrial mad noise. Sometimes they'd endlessly jam and you'd almost see colors. Sometimes they played straight up jazz improv of the most accomplished sort. And they were very, very together. Many individuals playing

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What's this? ANOTHER half-ass TV recap? Two in a ROW? I'm sorry, but here at half-ass TV recap headquarters, there are no rules. There is only television. So the votes are in and this week's episode was a true crap-fest of bad concepts, bad teamwork and ultimately bad art. But no worries, America. The quality of construction is not the focus here. Work of Art is looking for lightning-quick

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Hi everyone! I've been missing in action around here, but not for lack of trying. I was truly blocked this week with lots of real-life adventures and live-in-the-moment situations that did not allow for creative blogging as is my wont. And now, it's time for a truly half-ass TV recap that barely counts as a recap at all. Not because the desire isn't there. It is. Oh, yes. But I just don't have

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Buster Keaton is my fave movie persona of all time and Kino has seen fit to release two of his shorts, "Battling Butler" and "Go West." So that is grand news. Why Buster? Because he did all his own ridiculously dangerous stunts (and many of his co-stars' as well). Because he was endlessly inventive. Because he was the ultimate poker-faced yet charming screen presence. Here's a bullet-point

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Get up and dance with the king of funk. Best chorus in the history of top-40 radio. 1978, baby!

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Long ago British Pathé produced these fine fashion films and now they have their own Vintage Fashions YouTube channel. Rejoice! Mary Quant is synonymous with cool 60s fashion. Check out her convertible booties! She's tops.It's the 50s. You want to be a model. You would have to attend modeling school and learn to walk and turn, my friend. Note: stick-thinness would not have been required.Swim

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It's Fish Friday (all Catholics of a certain age will know what I mean) and while the Pope no longer decrees what we're allowed to eat at the end of the working week, we can still celebrate with songs about shellfish. Actually, was it OK to eat shellfish on Fridays? I hope nobody sinned without knowing it! I hate when that happens.Rock Lobster - The B-52's classic in its official video format.

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It's one of those days. The 100+ degree weather has taken a turn and suddenly we're wearing pants. And socks. And cardigans. Not to worry because thanks to climate change we'll be back at the community pool in 90-degree heat within a day or so. It's like living in two places at once with two wardrobes and of course, the squirrels (no matter what the season, weather, or mindset, there are

Miss Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07939895933517000667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11246833.post-87475034050649764552011-09-23T10:44:00.000-07:002011-12-13T19:57:00.069-08:00

Where would we be without language? We'd be davfn e8pawu asgfwj 3 da9nfn67, that's where. But as great as language can be, there are words which bother, bewilder and sometimes even disgust us. Words that are "icky" to say, or have weird meanings we don't want to deal with, or are overused, becoming meaningless word tics. These most-hated-words are the inspiration for my haiku. And because

Miss Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07939895933517000667noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11246833.post-8506233763001346282011-09-22T09:26:00.000-07:002011-10-22T21:22:49.297-07:00

And now I will bore you with my R.E.M. story. I dragged my roommate to an R.E.M. show at The Stone on Broadway in San Francisco for the 1983 tour. This was on the back of the "Murmur" album, which was mostly known through college radio. I had heard Radio Free Europe once on KSAN or some such free-form commercial station and I was smitten. "C'mon," I told my skeptical roommate, "This band is

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Army Navy's got a bright Brit-pop thing going on even though they're from Los Angeles. And probably because they're from Los Angeles, their music videos are like wee films of absurd weirdness featuring fairly high production values and coherent (if bizarre) concepts. "Ode to Janice Melt" has adorable Jason Ritter falling into forbidden love...with his hand.Army Navy isn't afraid to get their

Miss Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07939895933517000667noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11246833.post-67328738181841907492011-09-19T22:32:00.000-07:002011-09-19T22:53:59.165-07:00

I was watching the six-part Monty Python documentary, "Almost The Truth (The Lawyer's Cut)" today and The Bonzo Dog Band got a big shout-out in episode one. They were very influential to the future Pythons when they were just starting out on the show "Do Not Adjust Your Set." And while Peter Sellers, Peter Cook and other comic geniuses of the day were doing their blend of dry, absurd and silly,

Miss Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07939895933517000667noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11246833.post-43203076599755968052011-09-17T11:19:00.000-07:002011-09-17T11:55:51.958-07:00

The Internet has way too many numbered lists of things. But here are some that may be worth noting. Noting how with all our infinite resources on a planet perfect for human habitation, we've managed to dumb it down so thoroughly. Enjoy.10 Worst Infomercials. This is a decent list of horrifying consumer products. My brother still has nightmares about the hair trimmer (#4). The key words: no matter

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Today we explore the epic melee that is cardboard tube fighting. The Cardboard Tube Fighting League will hold a cardboard tube fight in San Francisco this Saturday on September 17th, the year 2011, 11:30 to 4 in the afternoon, at the Hayes Valley Farm. Enter the cardboard costume contest. Cardboard wrapping-paper tubes will be provided. Fight 'til the last tube is standing (not bent). Just think:

Miss Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07939895933517000667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11246833.post-31745999305311748892011-09-12T10:24:00.000-07:002011-09-12T11:55:40.959-07:00

You might be aware that yesterday was the tenth anniversary of 9/11. For me, it was important to get as far away from remembrances as possible. Not because I'm unfeeling. I'm actually the opposite. I have so many feelings, they tend to spill over into a flood of unchecked emotion, which threatens my mental health at times. On top of which, I've been dealing with a very sick kid on and off for two

Miss Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07939895933517000667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11246833.post-63406553737691387562011-09-07T22:27:00.000-07:002011-09-07T23:12:35.106-07:00

The great camp filmmaker George Kuchar has died at age 69. It's a sad day. He was a nice man. A creative man. A driven man, who inspired untold numbers of filmmakers over the years. Starting in adolescence, he and his twin brother Mike had their aesthetic down--Hollywood homage demento. Their early films premiered in New York City where underground-film goers marveled at their loving and lurid

Miss Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07939895933517000667noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11246833.post-59417050149596797632011-09-06T22:22:00.000-07:002011-09-06T22:51:33.082-07:00

In 1965 Ray Davies wrote and recorded "I Go To Sleep" with The Kinks. Most people have not heard that version though. Most people have heard almost everyone on Earth's version instead. Since I couldn't sleep last night (technically I slept great, until 4:30 a.m.--then, not so good), and my kid's been having a lot of sleep issues, I thought I'd explore the highways and byways of "I Go To Sleep."

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Science! It's not just for scientists any more. Whether you're a preschool teacher fulfilling the academic portion of a toddler's day, or a bored hipster who can't get a hold of your dealer, at-home science experiments are entertainment and brain candy in one. Double your fun while adding powerful new wrinkles to your cranial lobes. Here's how:Make a lava lamp with regular kitchen ingredients.

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I have family in Connecticut who are without power and running water due to Hurricane Irene's fury. They will be living in a hotel for the near future and the first week of school will be cancelled until further notice. But otherwise they and their homes are doing OK. Not everyone they know was can say the same. When confronted with huge natural phenomena, what can we do but run for our lives?

Miss Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07939895933517000667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11246833.post-1024610974450830392011-08-25T15:54:00.000-07:002011-08-25T16:07:01.460-07:00

Look, I'm sorry this site has become so video-heavy of late. I know it's slow to load. I know sometimes videos go missing in action. I know it's kind of lazy of me to just keep embedding stuff here for your to peruse. What is this? Facebook? I know. But this is really fucking funny. Trust me. I wish everyone in Hollywood would do this, honestly and succinctly, the Denis Leary way. Denis Leary

Miss Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07939895933517000667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11246833.post-32973704701501741372011-08-23T22:47:00.000-07:002011-08-23T22:48:46.402-07:00

No? Are you SURE? Click "play" to find out. Hehehe. The first taste is always free...

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I just finished reading Paul Trynka's Starman: David Bowie - The Definitive Biography and now my mind is chock-full of all things Bowie. Realizing that his career has almost spanned my entire lifetime, it's fitting that he subsists in my unconscious. BOWIE - innovator, actor, emulator, iconoclast, and commercial entity. For while he is probably one of the most artistic of pop stars, his beautiful

Miss Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07939895933517000667noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11246833.post-61303478673195530082011-08-19T23:03:00.000-07:002011-08-20T12:04:32.748-07:00

I'm still not sure we're cool enough for any of this. frameborder="0" allowfullscreen> Thanks, cosmocorps2000

Miss Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07939895933517000667noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11246833.post-88173034211988655672011-08-18T13:24:00.000-07:002011-08-18T13:54:02.323-07:00

Happy Conan The Barbarian Trailer Day! As you all know, Conan has been remade into a 3D extravaganza. There will be (in no special order): Darkly ominous CG matte-painted backgrounds Lots of "Ssch-Liiiing!" sword sound-effects Explosions (explosions?) Unspeakable evil A large tentacled creature Line readings through gritted teeth Screaming, horse-back riding Long, grimy hair, in need of

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In my never-ending quest for Internet dominance, or at least Internet presence, I've decided the time has come to delve into the wide world of food blogging. But seeing how the most complicated thing I made recently was vegetable soup, I thought I'd start at the bottom rung and cover a subject EVERYONE can benefit from. I'm talking about popcorn. Do you consider microwave popcorn your popcorn of

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OK, maybe it's not a frenzy per se, but I've always appreciated a good movie soundtrack album. And often, when I'm stumped as to what to purchase in my good ol' fashioned record store (scarce and getting scarcer), I head over to the soundtrack section and see what's going on over there. What's going on in the world of soundtrack selection? I've compiled a small list of favorites. Some of these

Miss Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07939895933517000667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11246833.post-39818376701234918462011-08-05T21:02:00.000-07:002011-12-13T19:51:04.309-08:00

Search-Engine Optimization (SEO) is what the Internet is ALL about. Ever wonder why your favorite pop-culture blog has so many posts on Lindsay Lohan, even though they're repetitive and depressing (potential jail-time, drunk and disorderly, back in rehab, looking pretty crack-y)? Well, it's because every time someone types in "Lindsay Lohan" into a search engine's "find" box, every pop-culture

Miss Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07939895933517000667noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11246833.post-42003799170308288802011-08-03T11:32:00.000-07:002011-08-03T12:40:56.903-07:00

What is it about Beluga Whales? Ghostly, smiling, bulbous yet supple. The staple of any decent tourist-draw aquarium. Check out this Beluga from the Mystic Aquarium, enjoying a soft rendition of mariachi music from Mariachi Connecticut (that's right, Mariachi Connecticut--stranger things have happened.)We visit the Mystic Aquarium most every year. I'm going to find this Beluga and introduce

Miss Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07939895933517000667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11246833.post-36268743174022544042011-07-28T22:27:00.001-07:002011-07-28T22:32:35.723-07:00

Stevie Nicks is 63. Here she is totally owning Edge of Seventeen like it's 1981 all over again.It's 1981 all over again!Thanks, ONTD

Miss Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07939895933517000667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11246833.post-72048224769827385502011-07-22T21:30:00.000-07:002011-07-25T20:23:49.611-07:00

Whoa, it's been quite a July around here. I mean, when Kaiser Hospital starts to feel like a second home, something ain't right, y'know? But things will hopefully lock back into their healthy dimensions and we'll be one of those families who have fun in the sun again. With the barbecues and the baseball outings and plenty of porch sittin' while swatting the 'squitos away. Carl Carlton - She's a

Miss Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07939895933517000667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11246833.post-18841210340613166972011-07-18T23:10:00.000-07:002011-07-18T23:42:01.881-07:00

"Grease 2" starring Michelle Pfeiffer before she got all super-famous. Despite this elaborate bowling number, I never saw this film."Staying Alive," the sequel to "Saturday Night Fever," was directed by Sylvester Stallone. Even though it's all about making it on Broadway while wearing a headband, I never saw this film. "Jaws 3-D" had the shark ultimately crash through the giant aquarium glass of

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It's nighttime! And nighttime is the right time to dance in the moonlight. Especially on a hot summer's night. Even if it's foggy and blustery (like it is here, right now). I miss Thin Lizzy. They're beginning to sound pretty timeless to me after all these years.You can never have enough King Harvest in your life. Jackson made me keep this on the car radio the other day while we were driving home

Miss Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07939895933517000667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11246833.post-17534533562167088782011-07-12T21:09:00.000-07:002011-07-12T21:40:33.026-07:00

After a weekend chock full of medical enlightenment, I'm trying to return to regularly scheduled life here. Unfortunately, I caught some kind of stomach virus and now I'm at the computer very reluctantly. I find that The Encyclopedia of Pop Culture, Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone, and ancient "Mary Tyler Moore" shows do nicely when I'm under the weather. Computer work: not so much. Not

Miss Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07939895933517000667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11246833.post-44722602301348205952011-07-06T22:35:00.000-07:002011-10-22T14:33:40.310-07:00

I'm on a 70s kick. My family is still addicted to cereal, but we try to tone it down a bit. When I was a kid, not only did cereals contain measuring cups full of added sugar, but they proudly proclaimed that fact right on the box. Super Sugar Crisp, anyone? Sorry, you'll now have to settle for Super Golden Crisp. Currently, cereal promises to lower cholesterol, prevent heart attacks and be part

Miss Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07939895933517000667noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11246833.post-23079055419440485182011-07-05T23:23:00.000-07:002011-07-05T23:31:58.443-07:00

So much going on--couldn't write much of anything here today. And by going on, I unfortunately don't mean county fairs and beach-comber holidays. Nor do I refer to work deadlines (although that figures in for my better half lately), nor any kind of career-oriented deadline. Simply health issues, but hopefully that will be addressed soon and our regularly scheduled summer frivolity can continue.

Miss Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07939895933517000667noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11246833.post-82102917446618203652011-07-04T19:16:00.000-07:002011-07-04T19:29:28.431-07:00

We headed over to the A's ballpark today (can't remember which corporation is sponsoring it this year), and were pleased to discover it was free visor/flag day, as this fan so aptly demonstrates.Between innings, a roving reporter interviewed U.S. armed-forces families who were attending the game. Then they broadcast videos on the jumbo-tron from Kabul, Afghanistan, of Bay Area service people,

Miss Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07939895933517000667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11246833.post-30974937361567150452011-06-27T21:11:00.000-07:002011-06-29T21:00:22.355-07:00

Hello. Today we're exploring the weird world of 1970s cars. Why? Because--they were so entertaining. Well into the mid-80s, these cars were still surviving on California's temperate-climate roads. But now they're only viewable in the windmills of our minds--unless a neighbor happens to have one of these in the driveway (usually not driven much). Then it's a flashback to a strange, inventive time,

Miss Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07939895933517000667noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11246833.post-87554029285117439282011-06-22T22:33:00.000-07:002011-06-22T22:46:59.393-07:00

OK--well, actually Santigold has promised to release her second album in the fall. And so we patiently wait. New release (featuring Karen O):This calls for a celebratory Santigold dance party!I'm not going to lie. I completely stole all this information from ONTD, a main source of entertainment news.

Miss Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07939895933517000667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11246833.post-19847005091207692972011-06-19T22:55:00.000-07:002011-06-19T23:01:23.117-07:00

This amazing sculpture by Marta Thoma resides in the stairwell of the new library in Walnut Creek, California. It is always enriching to look up as you climb the stairs to see how the bottles capture the wonderful East Bay light from the wall of windows nearby (can there be a "wall" of windows?). I took many shots for a class I'm taking and I thought I'd share. The library has other really fine

Miss Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07939895933517000667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11246833.post-88539090012157101962011-06-17T11:23:00.000-07:002011-06-17T11:51:55.515-07:00

I can handle economic news in two-minute increments. Can you? Thank you Robert Reich for making it so.He is absolutely right about schools and roads. My kid's third-grade class has 32 kids in it. The teacher depends on a teacher's aid to keep all those kids in line and learning, but aid-budgeting has been cut for the last two years. We parents are begged to contribute to a seemingly

Miss Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07939895933517000667noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11246833.post-56570497722416995322011-06-15T22:19:00.000-07:002011-06-15T22:40:52.908-07:00

It's summer! Unless you're in Australia. But here, it's summer! Time for sipping lemonade at the local garage sale while ladies fan themselves with junk mail and talk about network-marketing moisturizing parties. When did it all get so COMPLICATED? Here's to the simple things in life.Unicorns!Daisies!Part 2Part 3Love!Frog song!Bar-Kays!

Miss Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07939895933517000667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11246833.post-90078165448271218902011-06-13T15:25:00.000-07:002011-06-13T15:27:09.678-07:00

Bravo, Fog and Smog, bravo.

Miss Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07939895933517000667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11246833.post-3568337006775310332011-06-10T22:30:00.000-07:002011-06-10T22:37:59.651-07:00

LOL - More! More!Chloe "Oscars"Chloe "Summer"Chloe "Comedy"So much more.

Miss Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07939895933517000667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11246833.post-4423854012797547072011-06-08T10:57:00.000-07:002011-06-08T16:38:10.046-07:00

Comedian/writer/director Hitoshi Matsumoto's satirical cult monster-movie, Big Man Japan, is set to be remade by an American think-tank conglomerate. Due to the cultural references particular to Japan vs. the U.S., I for one can't wait to not see this. Although there's always a very outside chance it could have some merit. But I'm not hopeful.Anyway, back to Big Man Japan. I got this DVD for

Miss Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07939895933517000667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11246833.post-5136784374334725532011-06-04T11:50:00.000-07:002011-06-04T12:02:54.041-07:00

Roger Ebert's twitter pointed me to this today and it's so epic, amazing and charming I thought I'd share. Scott Weaver spent the past 35 years building a model of the San Francisco Bay Area with more than 100,000 toothpicks. Best of all, it's kinetic. Beautiful, unreal and fun--just like the real place it depicts.Scott Weaver's Rolling through the Bay from The Tinkering Studio on Vimeo.On

Miss Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07939895933517000667noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11246833.post-20285510221015707282011-06-02T09:41:00.000-07:002011-06-02T22:45:16.631-07:00

Pole dancing! The fitness sensation that's sweeping the nation! It's not just for strippers anymore! Need proof? Read on:Pole fitness for Jesus done to upbeat contemporary Christian music.Martha Stewart embraces the pole, looking perfectly comfortable and natural while doing so. Not to be outdone, Ellen De Generes tries her hand in her awesome custom-made androgyny-wear. (Ellen is my favorite

Miss Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07939895933517000667noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11246833.post-51749608977493801592011-05-31T21:36:00.000-07:002011-05-31T22:50:20.856-07:00

I have to keep looking at my calendar to remember what day it is. My kid had furlough days off of school, plus Memorial day weekend and then an extra day for reasons I can't remember--a Union stipulation perhaps. Hence: my confusion. Is it garbage night? Does the mail now come after two days of no delivery? Are people bitching on Facebook about nothing important? OK--getting back to normal

Miss Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07939895933517000667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11246833.post-5948208606846093602011-05-30T21:40:00.000-07:002011-05-30T21:48:07.883-07:00

If you get a chance, you should watch the documentary The Way We Get By, which aired once again on PBS this Memorial Day. It's a very heartfelt and touching look at a group of older people who send off and greet U.S. troops out of the Bangor, Maine airport, 24 hours a day. Some have served in the military. Some have family members in the military. All have differing views of politics and the wars

Miss Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07939895933517000667noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11246833.post-14476002528710295662011-05-28T19:58:00.000-07:002011-05-28T20:02:09.906-07:00

Neglected the blog unintentially but here's a treat: listen to Sasquatch Fest live this weekend on NPR, May 28-30, all the way from the mid-eastern quadrent of Washington State. Sasquatch country.

Miss Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07939895933517000667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11246833.post-91903967952803386192011-05-24T09:57:00.000-07:002011-05-24T11:06:37.923-07:00

AV Undercover asks readers to suggest a list of 25 songs and then invites underground bands into the office to cover them. Some covers are inspired. Some are pretty anemic. That's how it goes with would-be innovative covering techniques. As the list shrinks, the question lingers: who will get stuck covering The Power of Love by Huey Lewis & The News?Of Montreal covers White Stripes' Fell In Love

Miss Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07939895933517000667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11246833.post-47442316487819102532011-05-21T10:28:00.000-07:002011-05-21T10:55:37.156-07:00

John Lithgow performs Newt Gingrich's recent press release. This is what politics are all about: acting.The Colbert ReportTags: Colbert Report Full Episodes,Political Humor & Satire Blog,Video Archivesource: Crooks and Liars

Miss Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07939895933517000667noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11246833.post-52705719087821369302011-05-20T18:44:00.000-07:002011-05-20T18:47:13.731-07:00

Be cool, like George.

Miss Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07939895933517000667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11246833.post-25753322591145154442011-05-15T22:40:00.000-07:002011-05-15T23:20:17.462-07:00

I meant to write about the two-week film noir festival at San Francisco's Roxie Theater, but I got sidetracked. It started Friday, May 13 (of course--the perfect night to begin a film noir B-movie festival), and runs through May 28. Billing itself a showcase for darkly demented B budget curios of American style, most of the films are not available at a store near you. This is a great chance to

Miss Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07939895933517000667noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11246833.post-23536317663888483072011-05-13T10:13:00.000-07:002011-05-13T20:53:20.555-07:00

I certainly can come up with the timely topics. I made a zoetrope many years ago in fine-arts summer school in a really bitching animation class and it was one of my favorite things ever. How I wish I still had my little zoetrope that spun on a pencil--so cool. You can buy kits to make these or just craft your own at this point, thanks to YouTube. Phonographantasmascopes are the best-named things

Miss Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07939895933517000667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11246833.post-9656106641136908172011-05-10T10:33:00.000-07:002011-05-10T11:17:58.312-07:00

...and I never want to get out. The 1970s was the era of ridiculous products and so called "inventions" that everyone had to have, making garage sales more junked out than ever for several decades. And K-tel was right in the forefront of this consumerism madness with their super-cheap, excitedly announced product line that we loved so well.Mood shirts for your every mood. Family life made

Miss Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07939895933517000667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11246833.post-24996460590484864872011-05-09T07:57:00.000-07:002011-05-09T08:17:44.680-07:00

What a voice! Adele! On Monday! Ice sculptures? Why? Good make-up though.Adele takes it down a notch.Adele keeps it real.That voice! That voice! Swoon.

Miss Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07939895933517000667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11246833.post-258875801485616202011-05-06T22:06:00.000-07:002011-05-06T22:25:44.307-07:00

The Films of Terrence Malick (MOMI, May 13-15) from Matt Zoller Seitz on Vimeo.New Yorkers get a treat next weekend, May 13-15, when The Museum of the Moving Image screens Terrence Malick's Badlands, Days of Heaven, The Thin Red Line and The New World for one big cinematic, philosophical retrospective of awesomeness. I've never seen Days of Heaven on the big screen, nor The New World for that

Miss Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07939895933517000667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11246833.post-4892374510856152232011-05-06T19:45:00.001-07:002011-05-06T19:57:52.817-07:00

Today's Popeye Appreciation Day around here. I rented some original cartoons from the 1930s so my kid could appreciate the mythological triad of The Sailorman, his fickle girlfriend Olive Oyl, and arch-nemesis Bluto. Alongside hungry, lazy Wimpy and mischievous Sweetpea, Popeye was our entryway to the surreal world of cartoon adulthood while we were growing up on syndicated television. We had no

Miss Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07939895933517000667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11246833.post-48350796773176227362011-05-05T14:46:00.000-07:002011-05-06T19:44:56.891-07:00

Normally a president couldn't get away with this, but I think this whole action-packed mythological mish-mash is working for Obama. I don't know who put this together, but whoever you are: you are a genius.Art: it's important

Miss Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07939895933517000667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11246833.post-58417062278673364152011-05-04T10:53:00.001-07:002011-05-04T11:47:59.665-07:00

In my middle-of-the-night bout of insomnia, one word came to mind and wouldn't leave: zesty. Let's explore some zesty concepts on this sunny spring day.May is national bike month and Bike to Work Day is scheduled in your area in the next 30 days (Thursday, May 12th for the Bay Area). Nothing is zestier than having a job. Riding your bike to your job is even more fulfilling. Even if you can only

Miss Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07939895933517000667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11246833.post-48046694249538253282011-05-03T21:50:00.000-07:002011-05-03T22:24:12.062-07:00

Fifi lives for attention. Who knew hamsters could be so social? We made up this word, "poogy" to describe the look of extremely full hamster cheeks. And as you can see, she's quite poogy here. How she manages to climb up the walls of her cage without toppling over remains a mystery. Anyway, when she's not stuffing her face with every morsel of food in sight, she's trying to run away from us.

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I didn't mean to neglect the blog this week. But real-life intrusions kept...intruding. There was nothing I could do except occasionally tweet my dismay and Tumblr-link to my weirder Internet finds. I even Facebook'd here and there, but this blog is more of a heartfelt-effort type of endeavor, and my heart was busy taking care of reality. And reading over my first paragraph, I must say: when did

Miss Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07939895933517000667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11246833.post-82158794792346368582011-04-25T14:50:00.000-07:002011-04-25T15:41:08.020-07:00

We started a garden (officially in actual dirt, not in pots) and it's already annihilated by slugs and gophers. I can handle the slugs--I got organic bait for them (it keeps them from eating for three or four days--then they die--gnarly!). The gophers are tough though. I've been reading all available organic solutions for them. I don't want to set out poison in the middle of my vegetable garden,

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Miss Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07939895933517000667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11246833.post-67744136444414990192011-04-21T09:34:00.000-07:002011-04-30T23:01:19.011-07:00

It's been a helluva week. Health scares, a volunteer gig that got out of hand, rain (always like to get rain around here though--we practically live in a desert half the year otherwise), HMO runaround. At least there were no catastrophic events. Oh, wait--never mind. OK--so anyway, this band, Le Reno Amps, based in Glasgow, just washed into my consciousness this morning and I'm thoroughly

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