Now here’s an advertising mechanism for newspapers that we should support. The Newspaper Picture festivalat Film Forum is an amazing act of collective werd-nerd nostalgia that, I hope, is more wistful and celebratory than creepy and necrophilic. I caught a double feature on Sunday that included what may now be my favorite movie of all time, Park Row, the story of hard-charging, fair-minded idealistic reporters who escape the sensationalist cloud of their yellow journalism publisher and strike out to start their own scrappy new rag (printed on butcher paper, at first) in an already saturated New York newspaper market.
…a record-breaking 90-degree day in April.
I don’t have much to add to that, save for the fact that 90 degrees beaming down from above and the sand between your toes is enough to chase off those tax-day blues. Sometimes you just need to see the ocean to remind yourself that the world has an edge, and that the horizon does in fact stretch on to unchartable lengths only hinted at by the briney scent of the air mixing with coconut oil, Rihanna and weed smoke at Coney Island. Continue reading
if you’re not watching this show, please take a moment to consider what other non-brilliant crap you’re stuffing your brain with and whether watching attention whores duke it out for various fabricated reality show prize titles is any better than investing thought activity into a deliciously nerdy, cleverly written, genre-pushing cartoon on the same channel that brought us Day Man. It combines what this blog considers to be three of the greatest forces in recent television: 1) the voice of H. Jon Benjamin, who has yet to do any ungood project at all; 2) the guys behind Sealab 2021, the show that helped lead the Adult Swim revolution that reclaimed animation as a post-modern art form and greatly shaped the balance of my college career; and 3) several cast members from Arrested Development, including Jessica Walter, Judy Greer and a guest appearance by Jeffrey Tambor. Continue reading
…The Brokelyn Beer Book, but it sold out like air-condition spewing Springsteen tickets on a sticky hot August Asbury Park night (sorry, visions of summer and all).
This also represents, to my knowledge, the First Time in the History of Time That the Internet Made Money (in my world experience, at least).
More on what it was after the jump: Continue reading
…using your roommates’ two computers while they are away in India for two months.
While my laptop, the first non-newsroom-loan laptop I have ever owned, a hand-me-down from (I shit you not) my grandfather), is 90-97 percent responsible for the success of my existence in New York since arriving on a couch here last winter, it is suffering through a brutal and ugly stage of life support. I am near my predetermined savings goal for purchasing a new computer, but the (gentle) juggling of a left-behind Mac and Sony Vaio is helping bridge the gap betwitxt hence and thence.
And what a great opportunity to give a plug to Blog Mahal, Brittany and Nathan’s published accounts of their journeys through South Asia, where their first India-datelined post has just appeared. They also borrowed my phrase “Naan Scents” for the URL, which I totally call dibs on as the name for my hip Indian curry bistro that I will open once all the revenue opportunities have been siphoned out of journalism (See also Tim Donnelly’s Super Barcade, Señor Scoop’s Ice Cream Saloon, Nietzsche’s Pizza and, of course, Tim Donnelly Presents: Jonathan Cribbs‘ Cinema and Pancake House.
Related: Also heartily endorses:
-Chrome’s new boomark syncing option
-iTunes’ shared library feature
It’s becoming one big computing cloud, kids, and we’re just mist in the middle of it.
Robin‘s Xmas Holiday Jamz Jamlist. From Robin, as posted on Unlisted:
here’s a little mix to get you in the holiday spirit.
We’re especially enjoying Gentleman Auction House’s “Home for the Holidays”
Plus, a few more Christmas gems from our friends in Measure and Brothers.
Measure: “Auld Lang Syne”
Brothers: “Christmas Wine (I Feel Great!)”
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A fine mix of tunes from a little Jew who just can’t get enough Christmas.
our apartment's tree. Very tall, in need of ornaments.
I find myself an inexplicable sucker for holiday music this year, despite not being in the least bit Christian and even a bit anti-Christmas of late. It has something to do with seeing the world in a better perspective through the prism of Brooklyn, where we can curl up in the back of Lobo in a warm brunch pile after slogging through the first snow of the season — and a major and messy one at that — and not be at all disturbed by the unironic onslaught of Traditional Christmas Songs belting out from a CD that sounded like it was possibly ordered off an infomercial or maybe handed out as a door prize at some Santa pancake breakfast. So I would also like to contribute my favorite holiday song of Ex Mas aught nine, a remix of Don Ho’s “Mele
Kalikimaka” by Canadian DJ iamxl Download and rock out to it Chevy Chase style here.
To that we say: Hallelujah. Holy shit. Where’s the Tylenol?
…his 77-year-old grandmother’s adorable online singing bear business.
through which you can buy a bear, duck, skunk, hip-hop dog, other animal that sings, dances, shimmies and shakes to the music. Also the home of Bearack Obama:
now with Facebook page! (sister Donnelly, web master)
Two years ago, grandma could barely even turn the computer on. Now she’s on Facebook. The world moves in bounds or not at all.
sing us out, Aussie Alligator: