The first time I saw this short was on The Great Space Coaster. The original content of that show was awful, but it featured a lot of fun independent animation.
"In Berkeley I was living with Alvah Goldbook in his little rose-covered cottage in the backyard of a bigger house on Milvia Street. The old rotten porch slanted forward to the ground, among vines, with a nice old rocking chair that I sat in every morning to read my Diamond Sutra. The yard was full of tomato plants about to ripen, and mint, mint everything smelling of mint, and one fine old tree that I loved to sit under and meditate on those cool perfect starry California October nights unmatched anywhere in the world."
El Teide, Spain´s highest mountain (@ 3718m) is said to be one of the best places in the world to photograph the stars. Check out this time lapse video that I couldn't be bothered to embed and exclaim, "And how!"
While a tremendous amount of music used in kids programming was, and continues to be, garbage, the stuff in The Jetsons and The Flintstones was always fun.
Warren Beatty in his first movie role, Natalie Wood being Natalie Wood and their young, on-screen romance destined to rip the heart out of anyone watching, because, as the trailer points out, we've all lived it.
Playland at the Beach was long gone before I moved here, razed before I was even born. (Note to self: Explore the idea of something being raised before being born.) I love the picture above because if you've ever driven this stretch of road, then you know it looks almost identical today.
The Poop featured a cool photo essay about Playland today, featuring pics from the SF Chronicle morgue.
Every year I say I'm going to make it, and every year something comes up; usually house guests whose interests don't include watching or participating in high-risk wackiness.
"You know this one girl like hair like this?" "Yes, that's Ramona Flowers."
A cute & fun movie and based on a cute & fun comic.
The scene where 22-year-old Scott breaks up with his 17-year-old girlfriend after she tells him she loves him is sadly & strangely reminiscent of a past life. (As is the girl with issues working at the record store.)
Ah, what a great summer... Graduated high school, working at the record store, hanging out with friends late at night and meeting Mike Ness at the Social D. show at the Phoenix Plaza! I still have my signed pass and the ratty long-sleeve t-shirt that I bought that night. :)
Reverend Billy is my favorite living televangelist character. Which might prompt the question, who is my favorite dead televangelist character?! I will leave that for another post.
Rod Serling was a master story teller. Even the introductions to the "Twilight Zone" were wonderfully written if you actually think about what's being said. (Imagine!) My favorite is the third one listed below.
"You're traveling through another dimension; a dimension not only of sight and sound but of mind. A journey into a wondrous land whose boundaries are that of imagination. That's the signpost up ahead! Your next stop: the Twilight Zone!"
"You unlock this door with the key of imagination. Beyond it is another dimension: a dimension of sound, a dimension of sight, a dimension of mind. You're moving into a land of both shadow and substance, of things and ideas. You've just crossed over into... the Twilight Zone."
"There is a fifth dimension beyond that which is known to man. It is a dimension as vast as space and as timeless as infinity. It is the middle ground between light and shadow, between science and superstition, and it lies between the pit of man's fears and the summit of his knowledge. This is the dimension of imagination. It is an area which we call 'The Twilight Zone.'"
Want to feel old? Kurt Cobain died 17 years ago today. If you like to sound well read, you could instead say he escaped this mortal coil 17 years ago. Or if you're just odd, you could point out that's a high school senior ago.
I never saw the above clip until today. It features Kurt doing his best imitation of Morrissey and made me laugh out loud. Please to enjoy...
I'm guessing the manufactured stuff tastes a heck of a lot better and doesn't cling to your fingers nearly as tenaciously.
"... Seen in December 2010, a young girl stands next to a tree covered in spider webs in Sindh, Pakistan, near the intersection of two roads that had only recently reemerged from floodwaters... " More here.
The homeless guy that used to hang out at the park near my house died a couple weeks ago. We nicknamed him "The Maxx," after the comic book series (and subsequent animated series) created by Sam Kieth.
Viacom's removed all clips of the show from YouTube, but it's available streaming on the MTV website (with lots of ads) or on DVD. I strongly suggest watching it from beginning to end. It's so beautiful and sad.