dumbfounded

you know, at this point, what can even be said about the state of u.s. government? when this site was started a story or two would surface every week which warranted comment. as it stands today, there are too many awful things happening on a daily basis for an essentially non-political, or at very least, non-expert site like the nonist to keep up with. how did we manage to get to this point? and more importantly why, in the face of an exponentially growing body of damning evidence, is the populous of this country not clamoring for, if not blood, at very least impeachment? there are angry people, that much is obvious. but these understandably pissed off and worried people seem to be a minority. begging the question, what the fuck?!

posted by jmorrison on 01/31 | news & views - op ed | | permalink
the printer with street cred

wow. this thing is so damned cool. hektor the graffiti printer. now if they can just invent a robot that stands down the block and warns hector when the police come driving by… make sure to watch the movie to see hektor action.

the rosetta disk

a new project initiated by the folks of the long now foundation (the same people responsible for the 10,000 year clock) aims to create a modern rosetta stone. the rosetta project as it’s called is really cool (here is the concept, here is how they are doing it) and will undoubtedly help the strange post apocalyptic mutants, who roam the earth after our self inflicted demise, understand the strange gibberish on the ruins around them. that is once they manage to re-invent the electron microscope. in any case these things are poetic, and great conceptual art, whether they are ever put to their intended uses or not.

live vicariously

stupid link sure, but there have been times when, if you are still in posession of a soul, you have wanted to do this (minus the costume of course). watch the clips and laugh, go ahead.

posted by jmorrison on 01/28 | piss & vinegar | | permalink
art on the brain

interesting article about the burgeoning field of neuroesthetics, which seeks, in its clinical way, to describe exactly what art is by studying how the brain reacts to it. evidently art which you find beautiful tickles the bliss centers of your brain while art that you find ugly fires up the same area responsible for handling anger. it’s not quite so simple of course.

posted by jmorrison on 01/27 | tech & science - bio | | permalink
sartre’s cookbook

before no exit, before being and nothingness, there were sartre’s existential adventures in cooking. this long lost diary was found in between the cushions of an office couch (actually it was written by a guy named marty smith in 1987). one passage dated october 4th goes as follows: “still working on the omelet. there have been stumbling blocks. i keep creating omelets one after another, like soldiers marching into the sea, but each one seems empty, hollow, like stone. i want to create an omelet that expresses the meaninglessness of existence, and instead they taste like cheese. i look at them on the plate, but they do not look back. tried eating them with the lights off. it did not help. malraux suggested paprika.”

posted by jmorrison on 01/27 | lost & found | | permalink
happy birthday (part deux)

continuing rich’s thoughtful birthday wishes for what is, as stated, our favorite computer, i offer some additional apple related goodies today, belated though they be. ok, let’s see…

lives of the saints (3)

“i’m sorry.”
it may as well be his mantra he repeats it with such frequency. she hates it. it totally beguiles her.
“why? you have nothing to be sorry about.”
where other people habitually light a cigarette, or collapse into sleep after sex, he goes on a apologizing jag, then gets sullen and quiet like he’s twelve and just got caught playing with himself in the bathtub. she can’t begin to understand. result of some earlier trial and evident error? she pets him, kisses his shoulder.
“don’t apologize ok? you don’t need to.”

posted by jmorrison on 01/24 | piss & vinegar - fiction | | permalink
aw crap, it’s hellboy

not to be confused with hellman, hellkid, hellgirl, or hellchild, hellboy, the brain child comics veteran mike mignola, is soon to make the perilous jump from comic to big screen. it is a path strewn with the fetid corpses of awful failures. it’s a high pile, most recently added to by the wormy shells that were the league of extraordinary gentlemen and the hulk. for every ghost world their are not one, but two punishers. if you’ve never seen the hellboy comic, (which has some of the best artwork around) you can get a taste with the multimedia versions here. now check out the movie trailer and place your bets. will it be another stinker? the plot is laid out here. i think it looks pretty decent actually, nice art direction, and hey, fangoria agrees with me. can’t argue with their good taste can you? wonder if it will be able to hold its own against the 30’s pulp inspired sky captain and the world of tomorrow with it’s fantastic retro robots? we shall see.

posted by jmorrison on 01/24 | sights & sounds - film | | permalink
united they smirk

do you devour the onion each day only to find you are still hungry? well, look no further for that precious sarcastic sustenance you crave. the internet satirical newspaper association is a site which serves up more presumably literate scoffers than you can shake a stick at. can’t vouch for the overall quality as of yet, but certainly a lot to check out.

posted by jmorrison on 01/23 | sights & sounds | | permalink
we are the majority (and we are screwed)

read the progressive today which i enjoyed. it is about the ever shrinking middle class, the president’s allegiance to the upper 1%, corporate greed, and how the majority of a democratic nation manage to get screwed to spite their majority status. it’s nothing you haven’t heard before, or have not experienced first hand, but it is put very succinctly and is good reading.

posted by jmorrison on 01/23 | news & views | | permalink
nothing to see here, move along

seems there is just nothing happening lately. or rather nothing i can muster even a grain of interest about. yes there was the state of the union and the iowa caucuses, yes people are kicking around ways to save hubble from it’s scheduled space death, yes the knicks are suddenly more fun to watch and are on a 4 game winning streak… but the truth is i’m dog tired and grumpy today and just don’t give a damn. so nothing to offer from this quarter today. what can i say? play the fucking drums if your bored. or read the history of the labotomy if the drums don’t do it for you. or build a city, i don’t know. whatever turns you on. meanwhile i’ll be ordering some of this stuff from the champion of the disenfranchised, loompanics. particularly this one which includes sections like how to live as a nomad or on an iceberg. goodnight.

posted by jmorrison on 01/22 | lost & found | | permalink
artisan exodus?

very interesting article about u.s. politics and the policies that are pushing creative types to look elsewhere for a livelihood.

posted by jmorrison on 01/21 | news & views | | permalink
promises, promises

“10 emerging technologies that will change your world.” interesting stuff, but i’ll believe it when i see it. from MIT technology something or other.

lies, supposition, and truth…

all depressing. tonight is the state of the union address. yippie! if watching it does not have you washing down your pills with whiskey here are some more downers for you. 1) lies. yes, lies can be funny, in this case, however, they are not. 2) supposition. your brain has fun when you think of things. if it’s having too much fun think about this. 3) truth. money makes the world go round. how would you know? you don’t have any. other people do maybe you can do something about it, but probably not. but hey, don’t get depressed, i’ve got just what the doctored ordered (pilfered from boing boing), guaranteed to make everything super duper.

posted by jmorrison on 01/21 | news & views - op ed | | permalink
lives of the saints (2)

“doves don’t chirp, so i cant very well be yours or any one else’s chirping dove. now get off me!”
she was like this sometimes, would initiate erectus and then unceremoniously interrupt coitus. it was within her rights she told herself, no matter when or why. a woman’s body is her own. he’d just have to deal with it.

posted by jmorrison on 01/19 | piss & vinegar - fiction | | permalink
lives of the saints (1)

“who loves you?”
it’s a rhetorical question, sounding like baby talk no matter how flat and even a voice it was spoken in. they went through this routine with the timing and practiced nuance of an abbot and costello.

posted by jmorrison on 01/18 | piss & vinegar - fiction | | permalink
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