09 July, 2010

Cloud Kingdom


Yeah! Cloud Kingdom! *Fist Pump*. Such a freaking great concept, building an entire city upon a cloudscape. Or Dreamscape. Whoa.

I dunno, I guess that's all.

08 July, 2010

Storms. BOTH kinds.

Ok, so Storms. Storms are badass. This Storm-themed post has a couple of tendrils, just like the Ice post. Here's the first tendril:


Just a fucking powerful, fearsome bit of weather. Look at that guy, just looming over the little farmstead. Get the fuck out of the way of that fucking storm! Treacherous. Merciless. Unrelenting. Storm.

I think its really just the word "storm" that gets me going, man - such a badass term for "inclement weather".

Second Tendril:


Fucken SANDSTORM, man. Check that shit out! Sand everywhere, coming from all angles. You'd get so disorientated and lost in there, man. Crazy. That's the kind of shit that will give you "Desert Madness" quicker than a hiccup. Plus, your accuracy would greatly fall.

Yeah, Sandstorm. Deal with it.

07 July, 2010

Total Badasses: Serge Gainsbourg


When I think of the words "Europe" and "cool" together I think of Serge Gainsbourg. What a fucking cool guy. Always with a cigarette in his hand, always drunk and slightly disheveled, this guy was the debauched poet/bard of his generation.

There are some amazing stories about Serge. In the 60s he wrote songs for various pop artists, one of whom was a very young French starlet named France Gall. One of Gall's biggest hits was the Serge-penned Les Sucettes, a seemingly innocent tale of a little girl who loves aniseed-flavoured lollipops. France continued to sing and perform the song until eventually finding out it was about oral sex, at which point she locked herself away for several months out of shame. Serge. What a dirty badass..

Watch them perform Les Sucettes here:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7Nr0dUcrAU0
(can't embed this one, darn!)

Another is from his late period, in the 80s, when he'd appear on French TV, constantly drunk and ramble erotically. Here is a legendary moment when he tells Whitney Houston that he wants to fuck her:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bMdXi6f5KRg

For more total badasses, click here.

I Dunno, Moondragon?


Yeah, so here's a nice picture of a dragon, up in the serene night sky. A Moondragon. There he is.... Just up there, chilling out, enjoying his "Moon Kingdom" or something. Pretty cool, huh?. What a champ.

PS: Don't read this, just look at the Moondragon.

Rocket Sled!

Dude, Rocket Sled!


Ever wanted to break the land speed record? Sure you have! Ever wanted to watch something go 10,325km/h? Me too! Lets buy a Rocket Sled, bro!

Also, this:



Joseph Kittinger, man. He did the coolest shit ever possible. He put on a flight suit, went 102,800 feet in the air (high enough to see that the Earth is indeed a sphere) in a hot air balloon... and then leaped out.

It was the highest, fastest, and longest skydive ever. By a country mile. On the way down, he experienced incredible G-Forces (see above), and went through the sound barrier.... except he wasn't "in" anything. No vehicle. That's incredible.

He totally lived to tell the tale.

In conclusion, This:

The Ark of the Covenant


Man, religion had the best writing staff. This thing rules. Its basically just a really, really holy box. It holds the inscribed tablets of the 10 commandments, and was powerful enough to part the Red Sea, or the river Jordan, or some shit.

Badass.

Also - look at the crazy shit going on on top of that thing! Fuck! Two cherubim angels, pointing their wings toward each other. Fucking badass. Such a fancy box! I'd totally keep my vinyls in there.

Nah just kidding, I don't have "vinyls".

Vision Quest!


A Vision Quest is a rite of passage in Native American culture. Shamanistic rituals, bro. Basically, when you're a youth becoming a grown man/woman, you fast, and head out into the wilderness, and become attuned to the Spirit World. Pwaaaaah!

Let's go "complete" one!

06 July, 2010

Stephen Root rules

Stephen Root is one of my favourite comedic character actors. He's a champ. This is arguably his most famous performance.


Fucken Milton from Office Space. This movie is one of the most underrated - or deserving of cult status or whatever - of all time. Milton is the most memorable character in the whole thing, and the one who ultimately wins out. Milton rules. If you haven't seen this movie GO AND SEE IT RIGHT NOW. Its awesome.

Also this:


Bill Dauterive. Yeah yeah, another "I love King of the Hill" post, but seriously - some of the most clever shit that's ever happened on TV, let alone on FOX. More consistent than all of the "Big Players" in the TV Family-Animation game.

Bill is Hank's pathetic best friend, and the lonely bachelor of the group you famously see standing in the alley drinking beer. He's a military man, an Army Barber actually - and is known for his willingness to go along with anything. He's also Cajun. The episode where he joins a Hippie commune is just gold.

03 July, 2010

Mongolian Death Worm
















That's right. It's the motherfucking Mongolian Death Worm! Cower before it! But seriously, this thing has actually been rumoured to exist! The Mongolian name for it is the olgoi-khorkoi, and sightings of it have been reported in the Gobi desert for hundreds of years by locals.

Not only is it freaking huge, but locals have said that it fucking spews sulphuric acid at you (!), and can send a lethal electric discharge from a long distance (!!). Not only that, but its fatal to the touch. So in summary, its a gigantic, electric, acid-spewing worm that kills you if you even touch it.

Mongolian death worm. Another amazing cryptid.

Also, I think I've found an amazing name for my penis...

Cool occupations: Scribe!














Hey, so, would this be a cool job? Being a scribe entails very meticulously writing shit down in the most fancy, immaculate, cool handwriting ever. Just sitting there, writing. Perhaps you'd be a Royal Scribe? Like, a guy who writes down every decree that a King or Queen would make in a Royal ledger, or something. You'd probably wear some wicked official clothing. Like a robe and a colourful cap.

It would make for an awesome ice-breaker/pickup line. "So what do you do?" "Oh, I'm studying marketing at Adelaide Uni and working retail part-time, you?" "I'm a motherfucking scribe, baby!".

Scribe trivia: Tolstoy's wife reportedly scribed, by hand, his entire novel War and Peace, by candlelight, several times over the course of several years.