Fuck, it is a lazy Memorial Day weekend. Everyone is BBQing and hanging out in the sun while I am sitting in my apartment working on shit that should have been done months ago. But hey, at least it is done now… well some of it. Clearly you have no idea what I am talking about but let’s just say that I am pretty jealous of my roommate being passed out drunk by 8 PM the last two days. And while I don’t drink, I am envious of day time parties which I miss out on due to my sleep schedule that currently puts me in bed closer to noon than midnight (I slept from 1230-5pm Sunday). Anyway, I am taking easy, not shooting much cause I have some partying to do this week. I am hosting at Happy Endings on Tuesday and my birthday is on Friday and I am shooting the opening of the new Brooklyn Beauty Bar on Saturday for the Voice. Plus I have to be at Dance Class on Thursdays, I am hearing rumors of naked black girls… And I am all over that. Sorry for this rant, I am on very little sleep. Before I get to the meat of this post, and it is slightly meaty, I just wanted to mention my birthday one more time.
Friday. The Studio at Webster Hall. I will be drunk. I don’t drink except twice a year, and when I do, it is out of control. If you have never seen me drunk, it is something to behold. Let’s just put it this way… there is a reason I don’t drink daily. That’s all for now. Facebook invites and annoying texts, twitters and instant messages forthcoming.
Okay, so I have some videos to drop on you guys as I like to do from time to time and Memorial Day seems like the perfect day to do it.
Let’s start with the plug… Burning Angel recently expanded their brand with a bunch of new hardcore porn video sites. Now while I like having naked girls on here, I try to keep this site way from actual porn because I get really sick of people who I have never met before asking me about the porn site I run. I am pretty sure there is a big difference between a few boobs here and there and the shit my friends at Burning Angel are doing. That being said, as part of the promotion of one of their new brands, BigBoobsAreCool.com they made a funny, safe for work trailer where my friend Misti (as seen on DBB) cures swine flu with her boobs. That is impressive I think. Plus talking about BA gives me a reason to plug my friend’s excellent interview with Joanna Angel. So read that, and watch this, and sign up for this.
Next, let’s talk about torture. This is probably not the paragraph you would normally expect to follow a plug about porn, but fuck it, it is Memorial Day. Let’s get serious. I am a liberal, and in my younger punk rock days, I was pretty fucking far left. But even then, when I was at protests and talking bullshit about whatever crazy punk rockers talk about, I was still firmly a patriot. Even with all the bullshit that is going on in our country I am proud as hell to be an American and I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else. So as a Patriot I am fucking incensed when I see us doing things that I believe are completely contrary to what America is all about. Despite all the horrible things we have done as a country, we are still at least supposed to pretend to be the good guy, at least feign like we are taking the higher road. This torture shit is fucking insane. I think it is pretty clear if you listen to any reasonably impartial person that torture does not work and even if it can work, we shouldn’t be using it. We are part of the Geneva Convention… We are America. We DO NOT TORTURE. Even some of the most wacky right wing guys agree with me there. Their disagreement is all about the definition of torture… and more specifically is waterboarding torture? It seems the answer to this question lines up almost exactly on party lines, with every single person with a (R) by their name saying it is not. One of these right wing talking heads is Howard Stern wannabe shock jock Mancow. Mancow and I go way back because he interviewed me in 2003 about this site. Now while I can’t stand the guy, I have to give him a lot of credit for putting his money where his mouth is. Last week he decided to try to prove to his listeners that waterboarding was not torture. He failed miserably. He lasted less than 10 seconds and instantly admitted that he was wrong and that it was torture. And keep in mind while watching this video that this is not close to as bad as actual waterboarding. He knows that he can make it stop at any minute… He has not been sleep deprived; he is not bound and blind folded and he knows that his life is not actually at risk. Also keep in mind when you are being waterboarded professionally they put a wet gag in your mouth so it is impossible to breath or scream. Now, after keeping all that in mind, enjoy this clip.
Lastly, to end on a lighter note… when I met my friend Teddy (as mentioned in the last update, and many others) I did not know a damn thing about design, and certainly not about furniture design. However after spending days and nights on the road, in the recording studio and just hanging out with the guy for 6 years I have had no choice but to become an amateur design snob. I find myself critiquing restaurant menus and yelling to myself about clothing boutiques not kerning their Helvetica. One of the biggest things that has rubbed off on me is his interest in modern furniture design. Keep in mind I don’t have sheets on my bed, thrifted both my couches and am basically sitting on a milk crate as I type this… all the while dreaming of the day when I am going to own an Eames Lounge chair. Teddy actually has an Eames chair tattooed on his right arm. It is his only tattoo. He got it for himself when he turned 20. He told me when he turns 40 he is going to get the Lounge on his left arm. Hopefully by then I will have one in my living room…. The below video is footage of the debut of the Eames Lounge chair. It is an amazing interview with Charles Eames and is about 11 minutes of chair porn. If you have no interest in this what-so-ever if nothing else watch them put the chair together around the 9 minute mark. It is pretty sensational.
Okay, so that is it. This post took me 53 minutes to write and I still haven’t added in the hot links yet. This is what happens when I forget to sleep. I write pages and pages of poorly written madness. Enjoy your holiday today. I’m out.