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Tag: sleevefacing

Links for 6.22.09: Sleevefacing time, beer pouches, Sufjan Stevens…

This is all Jell-O.

This is all Jell-O.

*I’m going to try to be more discerning about posting. It probably won’t last long. My mind is a perpetual ice cube, the internet an uncoolable ocean.

*Photos: This flickr photo pool called “Looking Into the Past” is like sleevefacing with time itself. If you know what I’m saying. (If you do not know what I’m saying: One takes a photograph of an old picture in the place where it was originally snapped, thus overlaying an image of the past on the real present to create a new melding of the two.) [buzzfeed]

*Animation: This tumblr of animated gifs has me feeling all gooey. My brain says no, but my body says yes. Then seizures, followed by a prolonged period of medication, loss of job and healthcare benefits and precipitous mental decline. Wow, that took an abrupt left turn. Ouch. [mediaeater]

*Metaverse: “No hugs and no sleep” – a story of being homeless in the Sims. “Alice’s teddy is more than her only possession in the world. It’s the only thing that’s ever hugged her.” This is like some sort of beautiful, unnecessary reverse-engineered graphic novel machinima. [waxy]

*Old times: Tim O’Reilly talks about his Classical Education. (I majored in history, studying ancient Rome and Greece extensively, and I’m basically worthless these days. COUNTERPOINT. AND CHECKMATE.)

I do, however, like this clip: “I believe that I’ve consistently been able to spot emerging trends because I don’t think with what psychologist Eugene Gendlin called “received knowledge,” but in a process that begins with a raw data stream that over time tells me its own story.” [short shrift]

*Quotes: “I saw Sufjan Stevens last year, and I was like, how is his singing that good?” -Trent Reznor in Newsweek [fluxtumblr]

*Beverages: I love beer. I love pouches. I have created a pouch on my body that’s made primarily of beer. Do you see where I’m going with this? No? Well, look at this beer in a pouch and then try to answer. (Hint: Beer pouches.)

*Vizzies: Peruse this infographic depicting murders in New York. Well executed, gray lady. Well executed. (I had to say that, under penalty of death. OK, I’m exaggerating.) [harper’s]

*Apple: This Daring Fireball post about the Wall Street Journal’s sourcing in a recent story that broke the news of Steve Jobs’ liver transplant is not sexy, but it is meticulous and well written and deserving of some sort of acknowledgement.

*Video: I won’t give it its own post since it made the rounds extensively last week, but this video of John Hodgman speaking at the Radio and TV Correspondents’ Dinner is amusing. [everyone]

*Please note: I might start reading books again. That is a warning. To all of you.

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the listenerd is physically ill

Note: The listenerd is physically ill right now, but will return in full force tomorrow. Unless something is horribly, horribly wrong. In which case this blog will simply go blank forever. OKOKOK. Some links. Consider this half force.

*Photos: Some dude has been sleevefacing the present. With the past. That sentence made sense. To like 8 people. Next up: Taking old photographs of family members and sleevefacing our own faces with those of our ancestors? [coudal]

*Nudity: The Swiss enjoy naked hiking (with fantastically hilarious picture). Have I told you about my own fondness for cold-air baths? I probably shouldn’t. Especially not in graphic detail.

*Retro-tech: Check out these cassette-themed envelopes. That little post-it note says “Now also in green.” Yup. 8 years of college German. In fact, one of the first things I ever published was a short story about liver noodle soup, written in German. I’m an idiot. [swissmiss]

*Picture: Look! An AIG executive wearing a Che t-shirt! Surely God will smite him for this transgression. [eyeteeth]

*Heavy metal: If you need a visual guide to Satan Fingers, how metal are you?

*Food: A Hamburger Today: A blog about hamburgers. I know one guy who can eat a double double in like a minute.