play it off, keyboard cat!
een mij tot op heden onbekende meme.
Keyboard cat wint veel.
http://vice.typepad.com/vice_belgium/2009/05/keyboard-cat-de-blog-van-een-tamme-kloot.html#more
AL die vids zijn puur goud ^_^
een mij tot op heden onbekende meme.
Keyboard cat wint veel.
http://vice.typepad.com/vice_belgium/2009/05/keyboard-cat-de-blog-van-een-tamme-kloot.html#more
AL die vids zijn puur goud ^_^
Amongst the madness, I managed to put together a little experimental painting as an homage to a cartoon that both helped me appreciate the macabre and simultaneously deter me from drugs: Scooby Doo.

After I noticed a few things about Shaggy, I caught on quick and realized what Scooby Doo really was. The only REAL thing in the entire Scooby universe was Shaggy. The dude was just an aging hipster that was a little kooky and schitzophrenic and took mad LSD. Everything else in the entire cartoon, from the talking dog, the “ideal” friends who would never be his friends in reality, the ghosts, the castles, etc, they were all just figments of Shaggy’s consistently bad trips. When they would encounter other characters, ever notice how EVERY other character that the gang interacted with looked confused?? Thats cuz some Fight Club shit was going on and Shaggy was just talking in like 3 different voices and characters to these dudes.
And you would think that i would be like “holy shit, i see spacemen with skull heads and talking dogs when I do LSD? Rad!” But once again, the creators succeeded, because they made Shaggy CONSTANTLY SCARED LIKE A BITCH for 22 of the 30 minutes. No way did i want that fear. Hence, Hanna-Barbara, Casey Casem and Shaggy-whatever-the-fuck-his-last-name-is led me down the road of a drug free life.
hoera! In elke gsm!
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Project Mayhem may be about to fire.
Toen ik dit las, kon ik helaas niet weerstaan aan de verleiding om het op /b te posten. Waarschijnlijk gebeurt er nu niets, maar stél… jezus :’)
“Here is where the trouble comes in. Up until now, everyone working on RFID technology has tacitly assumed that the mere act of scanning an RFID tag cannot modify back-end software, and certainly not in a malicious way. Unfortunately, they are wrong.”
Ergens vermoed ik dat /b/ al wel weet heeft van de zwakheden inherent aan RFID.. Niettemin: here’s hoping for a bit of artistic anarchy.
Is Art running out of Ideas? Artists forced to explain modern art
(…)
Perhaps you feel that, just by itself, [Martin Creed's work #850] doesn’t. But don’t walk away yet. Try another artistic gambit. Go for the big one. Try asking: what does it mean? What’s it about? Ah, now we’re talking. At any rate, Tate Britain is talking, and talking fast.
As if to forestall any possible doubts, their publicity goes into interpretative overdrive. “Work No. 850 is about the purest expression of human vitality,” it says. “This investigation into the body celebrates physicality and the human spirit, the constant ebb and flow of nature.”
Wow! In 30 words, the work is packed with meaning. How could you have missed it?
Eigenlijk vind ik Susan Sontag maar een kutwijf.
Mooi hoe ik dit uit een essay haal over spiritualiteit in anime, die deze film prijst om zijn rijke spirituele dimensie.
Ik voel me alleszins al dichter bij God na het bekijken van dit verlichtend fragment.
wtf indeed
Heel. Heel erg vet! :O