twilt:heretic
twilt:heretic
Newsweek cover with Stephen Colbert, guest editor —
Stephen Colbert shaves his head and takes over Newsweek as the magazine’s first guest editor in its 76-year history. (this coincides with this week’s Colbert Report “Iraq Invasion”) Newsweek magazine recently launched their redesign, so this special issue is a nice way to bring attention.
We were expecting that anything “Colbert” branded would be very humorous—but the issue is far from an escape on the realities of the situation in Iraq. Stephen Colbert delicately (though some may argue) brings sarcasm and wit to sensitive subject matter.
Not sure if Master Splinter went through some heinous cross-species mutation but…
Why are the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles cool with this BEAR having a gun?!?! (via hewhocannotbenamed)
have you ever dated a girl who worked in a coffee shop? i know that reference might go over a few younger readers heads - shit - does anyone under 21 drink coffee? are there even coffee shops out there anymore? theres like four in the whole world or something.
and i aint talking about some Starbucks girl (which is fine, dont get me wrong). i’m talking about the girl at the little corner place who “doesnt like bras” and “is really into Joanna Newsom”. those girls always had weed laying around and an equally hot room mate. it was fucking rad.
most girls you can take to a bar and they’ll bring a flask and talk to you about ‘how much it sucks to be 29’ and if you DO get laid that night theres kind of a “oh, well, huh” afterwards. i mean, what do you say in 50 years when theres a “grandpa how did you meet grandma?” sort of thing? “well, billy, she begrudgingly let me put it in her after i plied her with $47 worth of mid-priced gin over a six hour conversation about The Murder City Devils”?
but those fucking indie coffee shop girls? it was like Wifeville: Population Her. even if you were at some dive bar every time you hung out with them it felt like a fucking picnic in rural France in the 50’s and you thought the whole summer was going to be blowjobs and sundaes. it was like you were in a sitcom named “Spoonin’!” where the main characters were just you, her, and her cat Pickles (voiced from beyond the grave by John Candy).
and then something shitty happens. like: you kind of, maybe, sort of, accidentally fell into another vagina. you were just walking along and this Very Mean Young Lady tripped you and you just fell penis first into her lady parts where the very definition of “myopic” was written on her vaginal walls. whoops! and then you fucked it up big time. and then she cried a whole bunch. or maybe you did. its ok to cry, fellas. just dont be eating when youre crying. thats just awkward for everybody. saw a dude cry at Subways one time. and he was making the sandwich. not cool.
there is an end to all good things, sadly. which isnt to say there wont be others coming, but the secret to a good Long Term Boner Party is to remember what made it good in the first place, and when its over, its over, and when you gotta go you gotta go. because a perfect Boner Party can become a Moaner Party pretty easy. y’dig?
(photo via jacobsknabb)
specifically: what silly type meme posters look like at my office
Apparently this is what silly type meme posters look like in singapore.
I heart Ben Marvin.
those weren’t regular brownies? oh man. oh geez. oh fuuuuuck.
One of the best novels of the decade.
Clayton Cubitt, ‘Join Or Die’ 2007
At which time I wrote:
“Here’s my cover for the limited edition of the brilliant Crooked Little Vein by Warren Ellis.
Warren’s perhaps one of the most influential comic book creators working today, having created the infamous series Transmetropolitan. He also has a legion of hardcore socially maladapted fans spread out across the internet, following his every word with cult-like attention. Space monkeys to his Tyler Durden, so to speak. They get tattoos of his work, and dress like his characters, and when he asks them to do things for him they do it (the way true fans should work, people).
He’s also, like me, infatuated with the kind of scab-picking of perversions that the internet enables. We share the most horrible links we can find with each other, in a game of one-upsmanship to see who can make the other blink first. Usually neither of us does, so it can get pretty bad.
So, when it came time for me to create the cover I knew exactly what I wanted to do. I wanted to reference the cover of the mass-market edition’s use of Ben Franklin’s Join Or Die snake with an infamous internet image, Daddy Fucked Me, which plays into Warren’s interest in extreme body modification and net perversion, and his fans tendency to go too far for him. Almost as if a deranged fan loved his book so much he carved its cover graphic in his arm, and then we used that for the cover.
So it works on several levels for me. One, I just think it’s a strong image, and carries heavy symbolism related to the book’s dystopian but perversely admiring view of America, and how hardcore the Founding Fathers were. The fact that it plugs into Warren’s interests (and mine) and comments on his fan base at the same time, while still being such a simple image, makes me happy.”Some people loved it, some people hated it, at the same time.
This guy started following me on Twitter and I was pleasantly surprised to discover that he isn’t a bot or porn star.
Check out his blog for the full run-down of Chinese restaurant ordering awesomeness, but my personal favorites off the menu include:

Cowboy meat seems to be v. popular.

French Crips. Mais oui.
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And last but not least, my favorite:
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