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This one is for my homie Beau, who is the only guy I know who could pull it off:
Photo credit: Kris Krug
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This one is for my homie Beau, who is the only guy I know who could pull it off:
Photo credit: Kris Krug
I had this design for 10 years. It’s evolved a bit—primarily gotten simpler—but the concept has stayed the same. I figure a decade is a good interval to wait to put something permanent on your body. One week in, it’s been interesting listening to different people’s interpretation of the meaning of a circle.
Ink by the talented Barnaby at Mom’s Body Shop in San Francisco.
A nod to The Prodigy original, Romain Gavras directs Justice’s new video for Stress. Hyperviolent, surreal, French, Insane. Watch:
(via this isn’t happiness.™)
April’s mixtape is a big electro hug for my peeps in Haight/Alamo/Hayes Valley. ALL OF THEMS. Thanks Krissy for the push!
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Goldfrapp’s Happiness has been in heavy rotation at ydnar HQ of late, particularly the the excellent Metronomy remix featuring The Teenagers (MP3). CR posted a video for the original, a silly romp in London directed by Dougal Wilson:
(via Creative Review)
Chris sends this along:
The society of white people with expensive cameras had a meet & greet yesterday on Potrero hill:
Congratulations to Jamie for his win:
My favorite part of this clusterfuck:
Rebecca says: “I did blame Pete Tong at first, though now I realise that it was internet social networking that is the real culprit. It's incredible. I am struggling to comprehend the power of it.”
67 minutes of dance time is the new prescription for seasonal allergies.
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Happy to discover the intersection of Tamala 2010 and Thomas Pynchon. Also, Tamala on Parade DVD with short form sequels released!
When the robots come for us, it will be buzzing. Matrix meets Silent Hill meets Hoth:
The Biojewellery project takes bone cells from couples and cultures them into rings for each other to wear.
Ze Frank’s letter with gems like these:
“Even though you’ve become massively in debt from gifts you bought your ex, at least your newfound addiction to cigarettes has left you with bad breath.”
“Since on average you fall in love every 9 years, you’ll only be 40 when it happens again.”
“You get to do a huge spring-cleaning regardless of the season since half your stuff is now in the “memorabilia” category.”
“You get to experience what its like to be a depressed, tormented artist…just without the motivation or talent.”
I’m a cyclist, designer, nerd, climber, musician, tourist, rider, gamer, coder, brother, son, and friend.
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I admire Alfonso Cuarón, Lynn Hill, Banksy, John Roebling, Neal Stephenson, Jeff Buckley, Charles and Ray Eames, Michael Chabon, Hunter S. Thompson, Steve Jobs, Rick Rubin, Frank Lloyd Wright, Larry Wall, William Gorgas, Mike Skinner, Ridley Scott, Linus Torvalds, and Miles Davis.
I read Amanda, Anil, The Atlantic, AutoblogGreen, BaGEL Radio, btrott, bradfitz, Dabysan, David, The Economist, Electoral Vote, FFFFOUND, Hot Rod, Jay, Khoi Vinh, KT, markpasc, Michael, Monoscope, nerdgirl, Political Wire, Steve, Tatsuhiko, The Times, TUAW, Typographica, Xis, and Winnie.
When I was young I was a camp counselor, made videogames and painted things, played music, and lived in seven states and two countries. I’ve never been to Burning Man, but plan to. If I had to choose, I’d rather climb Mount Everest. When I grow up I want to be a firefighter, a cargo pilot, a sculptor, an archeologist, an architect, a CEO, a doctor and a lawyer. I was a runway model once. I eat local and organic, recycle and turn the lights off when I leave. I cannot speak Boontling and do not have my own Wikipedia article.
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