Knuckledragger

Meow meow shallow depth of field meow. Part deux.

Minecraft beta.

Bracing myself for the epic shitstorm that's already dumping on NE. Meanwhile, the plumber is my basement, cackling like a madman.

x2. I'm hoping the plumber can make it to my house today. I'm not looking forward to being stuck without cold water in my kitchen for a number of days if he can't. I'm also concerned about the amount of snow on the roofs of my outbuildings. Unfortunately, there's not a lot I can do about that. Access to everything is becoming difficult. As it stands now, I can barely reach my woodpile. What I really fear is losing power.

This post is gratuitous.

Fuck everything about that.

Osama Bin Laden by Spanish artist Eugenio Merino.

Face. Palm.

Somehow I will resist posting Das Racist again.

The film that went south was such a disaster that they made a documentary about how badly it failed. TBH, the documentary is pretty bad itself. Here's a "trailer" for it: If you look closely, you'll see me. I'm not interested in Hollywood, but I have managed to do one film shoot every 3-5 years, and I'm past due. I'm going to meet with the director and learn as much as I can before I commit. I'm less eager to subject myself to the grind of an underfunded film now than when I was 22. Today has been a complete blast, and by that I mean utter clusterfuck. There's something seriously wrong with the plumbing in my kitchen sink. Not the drain, but the spout. As best I can ascertain, the cold water valve is kaput, and stuck in the open position. This means I've had to shut it off downstairs and now don't have cold water in my kitchen. That makes minor tasks like "cooking" and "doing dishes" difficult or impossible. I've put in a call to the plumber I use, and I'm waiting to hear back. This could be an interesting few days.

Man, I had that exact Walkman in high school.

WAT. WAT. Wut?

Going out on a limb here, has any head-caser heard the 2009 remaster of Tattoo You? I grew up listening to the original, yet all I own is a scratchy early-80s vinyl pressing. There was a time when I'd cheerfully buy any remaster, but the Terrible Age of the Brick Wall has cured me of that forever. I'd much rather track down a halfway decent CD pressing (or needledrop) of the original version than suffer through having all the dynamics crush by a modern rework. Anyone out there heard both? Bueller?

Some sound advice.