Wednesday, May 31, 2006


Exclusive: Colman Andrews assures us that Saveur is alive and well. Also (I don't know how long it's been up), they now have a complete recipe index on their site, which might be the most useful thing ever.


Yes, we're all getting a little bored with the run-up to the National Day of Slayer, but this is no time to slack off. From the Times's dalliance with SunnO))) to Mastodon-hijacked ipods, the signs are all around us. You do not want to be Left Behind. Watch "Mandatory Suicide" live now (special for Memorial Day: on Decade of Aggression they dedicate this song to our nation's armed forces).

Thursday, May 25, 2006

Truth in advertising

Finally, the Chron admits: Wine tastings are like the Special Olymics. Of course they buried the lede.

What Frank meant to say

Mmmm, Taco Cabana.

mmm, vaselineThese are heady times, people. In addition to the National Day of Slayer, we have 100 years of meat inspection to celebrate. Try not to do anything too crazy.

As part of our continuing countdown to the NDoS, I present the only photo on the entire internet of Dave Lombardo in Cremaster 2.

Tuesday, May 23, 2006


Only two weeks until the National Day of Slayer. How long can you last in this frozen water burial? No self-mutilation required.

Relatedly, I would like to join the lovely ladies of fug in lamenting the absence of Eurovision -- and particularly Lordi -- from our airwaves. No one ever went broke underestimating the intelligence of American network programmers. Douchebags. [via hw].

Tuesday, May 16, 2006


Finally, the answer to the burning question: "What do you eat with coffee brandy?" Ex-lax brownies of course. Duh. Conversely, Mainers on vacation should not wash down their pink tacos with a sombrero.


While I'm away, fortify yourself for the NATIONAL DAY OF SLAYER with Dokaka's cover of Angel of Death.

Wednesday, May 10, 2006

Shit from an old notebook*

In case you were wondering where one of my clever and obscure subtitles comes from:

Even or especially in death, Gloria Emerson refused to make it easy for The New York Times. Emerson, who wrote for The Times from the wreckage of Southeast Asia at the tail end of the Vietnam War, died (reportedly at her own hand) last week -- but not before leaving a series of notes and her own obituary, written in the third person....

[New Yorker correspondant Frances] FitzGerald told of one story in particular: Emerson discovered that the North Vietnamese sent poets and artists down the Ho Chi Minh trail to encourage the soldiers. One poet described the North Vietnamese growing lettuce on the trail.

"One line of the poem was, 'Even our greenness threatens you,'" Ms. FitzGerald said. "The headline read: 'Foes said to grow vegetables on trail.'"

--Tom Scocca, Off the Record, Observer 8/16/04

Green was muddied to brown in honor of my then-new template. The rest of the subtitles are explained here.

* Yes, this post is totally pointless, except insofar as it simultaneously refers to Dana's Minuteman obsession and Sac's inability to write anything new. Get it?

Monday, May 08, 2006

Are you ready?

God Hates Us All


The picture accompanying this remedial oh-shit-you-mean-meat-comes-from- animals? article is particularly awesome because it shows Michael Pollan buying the extremely rare non-organic produce at the Berkeley Farmers Market.

Wednesday, May 03, 2006

On laziness

1. When you're too lazy to listen to the best album in the world because you own it on vinyl, do you just buy it again from itunes? This seems... expensive. I have a lot of best albums in the world. Plus, it will sound so much shitter on .mp3.

2. Obvs. I'm too lazy to write anything here, but I did manage to put 3 sentences together in the Cod's comments, on the topic of the the lazy lunch in watersistan.

Jesus, that was exhausting.

Monday, May 01, 2006

These things take time

Ask and ye shall recieve.

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