Not in my head. In Andrew Bell’s head. He does strange funny creepy art and illustration. Good stuff.
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From the monthly archives:
March 2006
I have a TiVo mostly so that I can record TV and skip the commercials. If I am forced to watch live TV? I pause it and go do something else for 20 minutes so I can be behind the buffer and thus skip the commercials. There’s nothing more annoying than being caught up to live TV on the tivo and being forced to actually….watch….arggghh.
So yes there is a great irony here that I avoid commercials on TV and then seek them out on the internets.
Fedex Caveman: “But Fedex…doesn’t exist yet!” This is so anachronistic and so goofy. I like the part where the caveman kicks the small dinosaur at the end.
IBM/Linux: boy is this ad manipulative. I love it madly. IBM consistently seems to do great ads ( I still make jokes about “would you like the spinning logo, or the flaming logo” from the ebusiness ads from like eight years ago.)
Un-Pimp Your Ride I, II and III. The new VW Golf ads. These ads crack me the hell up every single time. EVERY SINGLE TIME. “Representing Deutschland, yo.” AHAHA.
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(its a t-shirt design by Michael Rylander available from threadless.com)
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It’s been a really cold snowy march up here. All month its been snowing on and off — a little snow, then it melts, and then a little bit more. Yesterday it snowed all day, although the temperature was bouncing around a lot so most of the time it wasn’t sticking much. But during the worst of it there was a good layer on the ground and they had to close the freeway next to our house. (Those of you who actually live in snowy climates will be thinking: they CLOSED the FREEWAY?!? but snow is really unusual here and bad things happen when we get any snow at all.)
It was a big storm and most of it was supposed to be over yesterday afternoon. Which was why it was a big surprise to wake up this morning and find three inches of snow on the ground. Well, hey.
We get the perfect snow up here. There’s usually just enough to cover everything and make it beautiful, just enough for a good snowball fight or to make a snowman, just enough to say “well, sorry, I can’t come into work today, they’ve closed the freeway.” But then in less than a day its all gone again. No shovelling, no scraping ice off the car, no slogging through dirty ick or slipping on the ice and falling on your butt. Perfect snow.
I posted a bunch of pictures up on flickr.
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Date: March 10, 1991.
Place: the usenet group alt.angst.
From: ericm@ibmpa.awdpa.ibm.com (Eric Murray) Newsgroups: alt.angst Subject: Re: Okay, let's cut the crap about LJBF... Keywords: life sucks Date: 10 Mar 91 21:47:27 GMT Lines: 35 In article <9...@exodus.Eng.Sun.COM> lemay@lorelei.Eng.Sun.COM (Laura Lemay - IWTFM) writes: >But alas, along with the higher percentage of men in this area, there >is also a higher precentage of men who are completely repugnant to me. >So really I'm just as fucked over as the rest of you. Not only that, >I'm even more fucked over because should I complain about the lack of >men in my life, I get *no* sympathy whatsoever. Oh yea? Well then I'm TRIPILY FUCKED `cause many of those rare single Silicon Valley women are nerds too. I should be overjoyed that I get to go on the occaisional date; but when all she can talk about is microprocessor design, I'm gonna get bored. There's a lot of women out here who haven't really done anything other than what they work at. I don't mind some work talk, I mean anyone who doesn't like their job a bit is going to be too depressing even for me. But people who's whole life is their work just bum me out. [...]
In that same (boring) conversation I complained that there were no cool nerds on motorcycles. Eric sent me an email claiming that he was one and asking me out. Neither of us has our original emails but terrifyingly enough Google Groups has preserved the original postings.
Fifteen years, do ya think it’ll last?
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