And We Shall March

Now I Know What I Look Like When I'm Sewing!

A buddy from the Hinterlands stopped by for a few hours on Friday just when I was glaring at a string of disobedient lights. Half of them decided to go dark after I had wound them around the garland. For 1.5 hours I tried and failed to figure out which bulb was causing the problem, and was thinking of dismantling the whole thing or maybe open up the plug to replace the teeny fuses. Neither option was good. I was Deeply Irritated.

Then a man walks in the door. I go hellohalfmylightsaredeadfeelmypain. He glances at the string for maybe 45 seconds, picks a bulb seemingly at random, swaps it out, I flip the power, everything lights up perfectly.

IT WAS A BLACK FRIDAY MIRACLE! Yet I was slightly annoyed that a man walked in and figured it out in less than a minute. All tech hates me.

I usually do my sewing late at night or when no one else is in the house, because when people are in the house I'd rather pay attention to them. But I had to make a new Baby Cthulhu for the manger - I like to get the Chistkwanzsolstikkah decorations up by Sunday of Thanksgiving weekend...leave it to the atheist to overdo the decoration thing -  and he didn't mind if I sewed a bit while he was visiting.  

Then I was like, I have no pictures of me sewing (which is not the same thing as taking pictures of things I am sewing, which I do all the time). At my request he took a boatload! Here's a few of them:

Preparing to add the tentacles to the Baby Cthulhu shell. I ran wire through the tentacles so they can be posed:

  

Stuffing Baby Cthulhu with polyfill. The other BCs were stuffed with straw because I like the weight it gives. All of those were eventually eaten by the cat. I'm hoping the cat will ignore a polyfill BC and not eat it:

  

Giving the green thread the Do Not Run Out stink eye while stitching the shell halves together. That awesome headband was a gift from my CCI boss this year! She sent it without being aware of how long I have lusted for one. I put it on during sewing sessions because it helps keep the dreads from being stitched or accidentally sliced off with the rotary cutter (both of these things have happened in the past):

 
 

Here's where I'd post a fantabulous action shot...if my Vanity allowed me to also showcase my adult onset acne. My Vanity Does Not.

Pinning the shell around the polyfill. I like this one because you can see some of the potter clay is still in my hair from Thrill the World and Halloween. Never has it taken so long to get the clay out of my hair! Usually it's only 2-3 weeks:

 

Completed Baby Cthulhu beneath the evil purple Star of Woeful Star of Blight:

 
Body linen, tentacles cotton, swaddled in textured wool (because I was out of muslin). It's a star and not a snowflake BECAUSE I SAY SO. Beneath the swaddling he looks like a malformed sperm.

Baby Cthulhu nestled in his manger of (fake) pearls and skulls. He's directly beneath his evil purple star:

 

There should be more skulls, but I don't know where I put them. Usually he has an honor guard of nutcracker soldiers and a hedgehog, but the thought just now hit that it should be sea creatures! You know, in the spirit of 'the ox and lamb kept time' vibe. By the time this posts, he's gonna be surrounded by sharks and sea lions and whatever else I can find on the cheap. If I can find a sea anemone to perch the manger atop, that would be awesome! A cluster of fake coral will also do.

'Perch' 'anemone'...See what I did there? heh

Note: this is a quick Baby Cthulhu, not as elaborate as the BCs of the past. Thus the raggedy edges on the tentacles, and the seam visible in the head.

Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn!

Reminder! Douglas Kearney Live on Stage Dec. 2 @ The World Stage in Leimert Park

You do not want to miss this one. 

 

A Quick Review of "Nevermore" Starring Jeffrey Combs

I'm not gonna cry.

I'm not gonna cry.

I'm not gonna cry!

FUCK.

  

It was so embarrassing.

Only six more shows, at the Steve Allen Theater. There's a reason its run was extended a few times. Phenomenal!
 

The Quilted Wrap Skirt I Made For Interstitial Arts Foundation Is Up For Auction

Right here! It'll be up until Dec. 4 and has an opening bid of $29.

There was supposed to be an essay thing to go along with this post, but it's still under construction. Blame Drupal. I'll drop it into this space down the road once I'm no longer Drupal Distracted and finish it.

Related.

It's Buy Nothing Day And You Know Where I Am, But Did You Know Rev. Billy And SavitriD Are On Tour Spreading The Word?

Not out there! Background. 

 Speaking of Rev. Billy and the Church of Life After Shopping, according to their website he and Savitri D are spending the day as usual telling the masses stuff they don't want to hear, but this time it launches a nationwide tour - with two stops in SoCal! The Hammer Dec. 1 at 2 p.m. is first. The event is free, tickets available only day-of and I'm sure it's going to be a fab talk. On Dec. 2 at 7 p.m. they'll be at Pasadena City College for a talk and screening of What Would Jesus Buy. I won't be at either due to day job and a previous commitment I can't back out of, but I've seen them talk twice, and t If you can go, you really should; their talks are entertaining, educational and inspiring.  One thing SavitriD said at a talk in Pasadena two years ago stuck with me as sort of a motto: SOMETIMES YOU HAVE TO BE LOUD.

Here's a good Stop Shopping And Start Giving introductory explainer from the church:

 

Music downloadable on the site. Many videos available on their Blip channel and of course a random assortment on YouTube. I am particularly fond of the First Amendment Song (I saw her in person it was so cool she also likes zombies!), and the big head sermons - of which I wish there were more than just the two. Here's one of them:

Related links:

Book.

Book.

First documentary.

Second documentary. Interview w/the director of the second documentary. A NYT review of that documentary. 

Random article.

Another random article.

I'm off to decorate! I have to make a new Baby Cthulhu for the manger, since the cat ate the last one. I don't know why he keeps chewing on my Baby Cthulhus. 

Top photo one of Moi shots from the choir's appearance in Echo Park last year.

A Note To The Late-To-The-Game League Of Extraordinary Gentlemen: The Black Dossier OMG You Totally Made That Up And What About My FEEEELINGS Golliwogg Defenders

None of you are going to get a personal response, except for the two people I've given a heads-up that I will get back to them.

The bibliography (of sorts) was included for a reason. I strongly suggest you start with Pickering. 

As for Eliot, I acknowledged the first time out that my argument for The Waste Land is weaker. But I am absolutely correct on my interpretation of Sweeney Agonistes because I have read it. Maybe you should do the same, if you can find a copy. Your best bet will be going to a good library. Then read up on some of the resorts he used to hang out in because you know he did not live in a self-contained bubble, right?

Also, I could give a fuck about your MFA, your relatives who have MFAs, or your degree in English lit. I recognize that earning an MFA takes an enormous amount of work, and I'm not denigrating that effort, but me not having one is irrelevant in this instance. 

All You Have To Do Is Go KONG KONG KONG For Like Four Minutes Straight And They'll Break Down And Let You Fast Forward To The Monkey v. Dinosaur Fight Just To Shut You Up!

Rum cranberries!

 
 
Mom's modified mac & cheese!  (modification = jalapeno & garlic)

  

Apple, pear and cranberry crumble! 

 
 

Rolls, stage 1!

 

Duck, because turkey is verboten in Moi Household. Doing this one up Alton Style, with only a couple of slight modifications!

  

Duck being steamed!

 

Duck in my biggest cast iron pan (heated to "NASA hot") sputtering away and upsetting the heat/smoke detector! 

 
I was worried that one duck wouldn't be enough for four people, but with all the side dishes it was.

For the record, all of my cast iron I personally restored from thrift store rust. Ego prevents me from not mentioning this whenever cast iron comes up in the conversation. My masterpiece so far was a dutch oven that had not been touched since 1970-something. That one was a favor for the landlord. Took a month! I enjoy restoring cast iron. Very labor intensive, but totally worth the effort. Anybody who will listen I tell do not buy overpriced, lower-quality new cast iron. Buy solid, old, rusty thrift store cast iron and restore it to Kick Ass.

Anywho...the duck at rest!

 
Even more fat came out of it during this stage. I was like, how much fat does this thing have?? And can I say how wonderfully crispy it was? And juicy inside! However I felt it needed more salt and I couldn't tell any added zing from the orange/pineapple juice brine. (Sorry, Alton.) The guests had no idea what I was talking about. Next time I'll do a dry salt brine with crushed garlic and see what happens.

And of course the duck fat from the steam bath set to boil, because no way do you waste that Delicious!

 

And later in the evening, ready to be scraped for freezing!

 
(The one that looks gold has been scraped.)

The pole beans!

 
Or, if you prefer, bacon with a few random beans thrown in for color.   

No pics of the rolls because they're rolls. They look exactly like the other rolls I've posted around here. Tasty, but boring, you know? I forgot to take a picture of the yukon gold cubes w/chard & balsamic because that is done right before the sit-down. I fried that up in the duck pan since it was there and pre-oiled. O. My. God. I ended up hogging most of that dish.

They ate everything! I've got maybe a handful of crumble left. :)

I'm not allowed to talk in this space about what happened during the ritual Thanksgiving viewing of King Kong. It's not the thing in the header. I do the thing in the header almost every year.

I am allowed to say that one of the guests had never seen it before (!!!!) and, being not of the Midwest, did not have the tradition of King Kong being a critical part of the Thanksgiving celebration. I realized years ago that the Kong/Thanksgiving connection is a Midwest thing, so that wasn't weird.

But the rest of it was weird. I'm not allowed to say more. Here in this space, anyway. Heh.

It was a great Thanksgiving! Tomorrow I have to make a new Baby Cthulhu for the manger because the cat ate the last one, and then get started decorating for the season. Sparkly!

"Yet once they were aware that the study required talking openly about race, they started dropping out." / holding

At this point, something interesting happened. Five families in the last group abruptly quit the study. Two directly told Vittrup, "We don't want to have these conversations with our child. We don't want to point out skin color."

Vittrup was taken aback—these families volunteered knowing full well it was a study of children's racial attitudes. Yet once they were aware that the study required talking openly about race, they started dropping out.

It was no surprise that in a liberal city like Austin, every parent was a welcoming multiculturalist, embracing diversity. But according to Vittrup's entry surveys, hardly any of these white parents had ever talked to their children directly about race. They might have asserted vague principles—like "Everybody's equal" or "God made all of us" or "Under the skin, we're all the same"—but they'd almost never called attention to racial differences.

They wanted their children to grow up colorblind. But Vittrup's first test of the kids revealed they weren't colorblind at all. Asked how many white people are mean, these children commonly answered, "Almost none." Asked how many blacks are mean, many answered, "Some," or "A lot." Even kids who attended diverse schools answered the questions this way.

"Matter flows from place to place / And momentarily comes together to be you"

John Boswell of Symphony of Science dropped another one. 

By the time this guy is done, I'm gonna have The Best Album EVAH.

Science Fiction Double Feature And Big Chuck Schodowski ! Wrote A Book !

Due to events going on elsewhere I've been thinking a lot about Coventry of late. Even though seeing that Coventry Now is being promoted as a 'shopping experience', which is not entirely what Coventry Then was about for us, this still brings back an overwhelming cascade of  mostly positive memories:

A fun game: work out how many of the movies referenced you've actually seen, and further, read the source material for (when applicable). Game is most fun when it involves lots of loud geeks and also alcohol.

The biggest discovery during this Nostalgia Trip is discovering not only that Big Chuck and Li'l John have a website, but that Big Chuck wrote a book that dropped not too long ago!!!

You might have to be from where I'm from to understand the freak out over this discovery. You might also have to be of A Certain Age. For me it flows like this:

• Hoolihan & Big Chuck...
• Big Chuck & Little John...
• With The Ghoul (successor to Ghoulardi) woven throughout the transition...
• And me sprawled out on the floor in the basement, often with Dad behind me in his recliner, us either commentating on the hilarious events unfolding on the tv or me (mostly) silently enduring being lectured by Dad about big picture things for reasons I didn't fully understand at that time...
• With occasional playground fist fights with peers who said mean/racist things about Polish people sprinkled throughout those years.
• •  To this day my parents don't know a thing about those incidents. I launched into them because of Big Chuck.
  • For the record, I was maybe 30-70% with Victory when it came to physical altercations. This was long before I studied aikido. I guess it's a good thing that back then I didn't know how to fight with my body. I was fine fighting with my mouth, but being Mouthy on the playground and making the Opponent an object of ridicule means eventually somebody's gonna be pissed off enough to try to deck you, and then It's On. Even though you might lose, you gotta make the attempt to hold your ground. At least, that's what's in your/my head at the time.

I never met Hoolihan or Big Chuck in person. I did meet Lil John once, when I learned that his day job at the time was working at a jewelry store in Severance Mall. You know what happens when you walk into a jewelry store at age 13 wearing a Star Trek T-shirt and a hopeful Geek aura? The worker bees in the jewelry store figure out real quick that you're not there to buy anything, and one of them goes in the back to give Lil John a heads-up. He'll come out and kindly talk to you for a couple of minutes. And you will never forget it.

Big Chuck will personalize any book ordered directly from the site. They're only $2o. A couple of payday cycles from now? I'll have spare moolah to get one for me, one for Dad! Mine "to Moi from Big Chuck" is fine. For Dad's, fingers crossed Big Chuck will write a couple of lines more. Okay if he doesn't, but I gotta make the ask. 

The last 'luxury' purchases of the foreseeable future, and totally worth it!

Also discovered during this Nostalgia Roaming - Ghoulardifest. What?!?? OMG. Do I need to adjust my only needing the one convention per year thing?

Canadian First Nations / Douglas Creek / Trial / holding

John Evans, who represents David Brown and Dana Chatwell in a multimillion-dollar lawsuit against the Ontario government and Ontario Provincial Police, said the OPP turned its back on the besieged family because of the political sensitivity surrounding Six Nations land claims and permitted lawless and masked young men to "roam the occupied site at will," to harass and terrorize the family.

Saul Williams Speaks Up About The Dress Code Situation At Morehouse

But some of the comments are heartbreaking. 

The transformative power of art was harnessed and used to knock down the walls of the music, fashion, and film industries, while the art itself suffered. Music no longer pushed against the status quo, rather, it upheld it. Movies amounted to soup'd up church plays. Public schools lost their music and art programs. Colleges and universities, such as Morehouse, found bank and business CEOs to manage their affairs and became little more than product assembly lines turning out the latest in a conservative male model that simply saw art as escape.

Freedom of expression is Art Appreciation 101 and a tenant deeply rooted in American democracy. The fight for those freedoms has placed American arts and artists in a category all their own. The role that art plays in shaping American society is unparalleled and quite often unpredictable. And the role that African-American artists play and have played in defining exactly what American art is, is undeniable. These lessons, which for me, came as a male visitor on Spelman's all-female campus serves as the basis of the sort of dialogue that has all but skipped a generation born after the Black Arts Movement.

Take A Look At "The Black Automaton" By Douglas Kearney

 Douglas , a fabulous writer referenced around these parts quite often, is gearing up for his second collection to drop next month! It's coming out from Fence Books and you can view a free sample here.

This is the collection that landed him the National Poetry Series. His first collection, Fear, Some, is what got him the Whiting Award. Because he's that good. 

Douglas can often be found performing all over the place, sometimes reading his poetry, sometimes joining his uber-cool wife NK in live dvd commentary of films (and I *totally* suck that I never finished writing up the one at the RedCat) . And he writes operas! Do you know anyone who writes operas? Hahahaha, I do! I saw one of them and it was phenomenal. I just think that's cool.

The new book arrives just in time for Chistkwanzsolstikkah!

Also? Just love the teaser poster to pieces. Douglas is also a graphic designer and has often designed his own books. I bet he designed that poster. (I don't actually know though because I forgot to ask before drive-by-posting.) 

The next chance locals have to see him live is Wednesday Dec. 2, 8 p.m. at one of my homeports (when schedule allows),  The World Stage down in Leimert Park. Go!

Get A Free Copy Of Interfictions 2 And Ooogle The Related Art Pieces!

Go here for the details! Excerpt:

 2. Browse the images of art and jewelry we’re auctioning off and pick 1 – 3 favorites. They can bepieces whose auctions are going on right now, pieces that have already been won, or upcoming pieces. This set contains images of all the art, or you can browse by set here. Then share these favorites on your blog or social network of your choice. Tell your friends and family why you chose the pieces. Don’t forget to include a link back to IAFAuctions.com.

How Michael Jackson Saved Sesame Street From A $5 Million Lawsuit From The People Who Owned The Beatles Catalog At The Time / holding

I did not know this until now.

"Now" being days before you're reading this here auto-load post.

Neil deGrasse Tyson, The Man Who Hates Pluto (And Hilariously Takes Down A 2012/Planet X Audience Member) With Robert Crumb, Anna Devere Smith And So Many Others

WARNING! If you click on *any* of the links below, the video will automatically launch with a commercial and you cannot stop it until the commercial is over. This is profoundly irritating. On the upside, the site breaks down the whole of a talk into snippets available below each video, which is nice if you know exactly what you're looking for and want to send just a taste to a buddy.

Anywho...

I have just discovered FLORA.tv, a place overflowing with fantabulous stuff, such as this interview with Robert Crumb & Francoise Mouly, and this one with Helen Thomas, and this one with Harry Edwards, and this one with Richard Dawkins, and this one with MOFO Anna Deavere Smith, BEEYOTCHES! (If you click on none other, click on hers. She throws down on art, race, fear, honesty and so much more.)

Yeah. I'm gonna be wandering around this site for quite a while.

But I pull the entirety of NdGT talk from when he was in LA recently, but I couldn't go due to demands elsewhere. It is informative, delightfully hilarious, and makes me feel even worse that I couldn't make it. I'm not sure if my fave part is when he starts reading from the Pluto Resolution that our state Assembly passed, or the part where he takes down a Plant X query from the audience, or describing his Pluto hate mail or how astrophysicists name things, but the entire thing is glorious! I love how he gets hyped up and excited as he talks about certain things. One! Of! Us! Total geek. TOTAL Geek!

Based on how he's leaning so far, I think the eldest nephew is on track to grow up to become something along the lines of Neil deGrasse Tyson, and I shall do all within my Aunt Power to encourage this. Which is why his 2009 Christmas packet is a collection of Tyson & Sagan stuff.

Yes, quite a bit of that is due to my fantasy of the eldest nephew growing up to be some sort of scientist who terraforms Mars and names a city there after Me. I'm thinking Pamopolis. IF THAT'S WRONG I DON'T EVER WANT TO BE RIGHT.

(If I ever met Anna Deavere Smith in person? It would probably be like meeting Sherman Alexie in person - call security and bring on the defibrillator...)

Having Never Heard Of Auto-Tune Until The Carl Sagan Song Guy Showed Up On The Internet(s), I'm Grateful To Have This Explainer From Weird Al Yankovic

It's simple. Rarely listen to mainstream pop = never heard of Auto-Tune before. Until this, that kind of thing was not on my radar. But now there's a great introductory explainer about this tool and its surrounding controversy, and best of all, it's kinda funny! (However, I wouldn't classify the SoS works as parody.)

 

 Supplemental info at the video's homeport.

Interfictions Auction Update

It looks like the organizers used my quick snapshot for the photo instead of a studio shot as was taken for all of the other pieces,*** which makes life easier for anyone interested in it because you already know what it looks like! My piece is on deck starting Nov. 27.  Full auction schedule, including links to the main site here. There's some really gorgeous stuff up for a good cause, so take a look and spread the word!

*** One person will read that, fall out of his chair laughing, and then laugh some more, and then send me a heh heh heh text. But he will still be wrong. NO! WRONG! <lalalalalalala>  

So, Going By The Balance Of The Universe Rules Thing, The Price We Have To Pay For Milestone Forever Is Rima The Jungle Girl, Who Helps The "Real" Characters And By The Way Is TOTALLY Native, Okay?

Via DeadBro, what really sounds like a seriously No Good Can Come Of This upcoming comic series.  I'm just gonna excerpt the exact same things Racialicious tagged because well duh.

I'll just add a little bit of What's In My Head when reading the source copy they pulled this from. To which I'm not gonna link because well duh.

Rima The Jungle girl has no trace of any European ancestry in her features – she is clearly native no really don't go by the illustration, trust the copy over the illustration, or any experience you may have had talking to indigenous native persons in addition to whatever you think you saw in National Geographic because she is supernaturally beautiful as all indigenous native persons are, just tweaked a little bit so that she conforms to universally acknowledged standards of beauty which is necessary for the market and the wet dreams of our target audience, we went through the same effort that Werner did to find an indigenous native woman like this among all of the regular ones well except for the part where we just sat on our asses and drew it so anyway that's one of the reasons she is also always mysterious  because that's why indigenous native persons keep showing up in National Geographic when you think about it, and we're just reflecting that in our work, and that's  She never speaks, but whistles as if she’s talking to birds – the siren of any story she’s in just like in National Geographic, sort of, and since she's not a main character, but a catalyst that drags the real main characters along to their inevitable fates which as we all know is the prime function of any brown (but not too brown in our case lol) character in mainstream entertainment what she does always leads to the protagonist of the story showing what he/she is really all about and also fuck him using her mysterious native vaginal tricks oppressed white women don't know because they weren't raised in the natively wild freedom of the jungle. 

My guess? It'll be like LoEG. Remixed pulp world where certain issues are safely taken on under a false veneer of we are all so hipster progressive, while the equally difficult and tricky will be largely ignored. You know, like steampunk in general! That's so very In now. Quite enjoyable provided you have your darkly tinted goggles so tightly strapped to your fucking brain no Unpleasant Realities Of The Time can seep through the little brass shield things on the sides and harsh your remix squee. 

I Have Seen Photos Of Nearly Every Item Up For Sale During the Interstitial Arts Foundation Auction, And Now You Can, Too

Right here.

Go forth, look, plan your Chriskwanzsoltikkah shopping! Lovely stuff.

And if you've got your eye on a specific item, and you want to know when it goes live on deck so you can Strike, but for whatever reasons of your own you do not want to sign up for the RSS feed that updates when new items post? There's a possibility I know the schedule. Ask away.

Update! Behold the schedule provided by the hard-working volunteer admins:

November 8: Everybody Knows by Emily Wagner
November 9: The Animometer by Carisa Swenson
November 10: Heidi by Sarah B. Evans
November 11: Bee with Cleaver by Lisa Bergin
November 12: The Child Empress of Mars by C. Jane Washburn
November 13: Still Standing by Mia Nutick
November 14: [redacted] (series of 4) by Kristin Ross

November 15: Dream of the Child Empress of Mars by Connie Toebe
November 16: Erzebet YellowBoy — Berry Moon, Bound
November 17: Lise Bernier — The Long and the Short of Long-Term Memory Book
November 18: Erica Olson — The Wildness Inside (based on Valentines)
November 19: Freddie Baer — A Drop of Raspberry
November 20: Sarah Evans — Party on the Moon (based on Berry Moon)
November 21: Ingrid Kallick — Untitled (based on The Long and the
Short of Long-Term Memory)

November 22: M Panitch — Harmonium Mundi (based on The Score)
November 23: Kate Schaefer — Berry Moon: Laments of a Muse (Dances
with Anita #3)
November 24: Ashly Nagrant — The Quiz
November 25: Sarah Evans — Valentines Jewelry Set
November 26: Laramie Sasseville — The Child Empress of Mars
November 27: Pam Noles — Berry Moon
November 28: Amanda Leetch — All Valentines Are One Valentine
November 29: Jonaya Kemper — A Chain of Memories (based on Valentines)

November 30: Kythryne Aisling — Valentines
December 1: Mia Nutick — What He Said

Build notes for my piece can be found here.

"In other words I’ll talk for whiskey; if you want me to shut up, switch me to champagne."

Title for this post comes from an astonishing poem by Stephen King - yes, that Stephen King, as if there were any other,*** who is in my Writerly Pantheon and if you look down upon his work fuck you and maybe you should stop reading my site - which the CFE flagged for my attention. 

It's up on Playboy. It's called The Bone Church. It is the latest example of how he has evolved himself over the years. I am reluctant to excerpt more from it than the bit snagged for the post title in part because I cannot decide, but mostly because you should read the whole thing without any sort of framing guide from me besides this here rave.

It's glorious.

It's upsetting.

It's delightful.

It's perfect.

The CFE is wondering if I need to breathe into a paper bag.

Wow.

*** SK is sort of a Frederick Douglass Two Truths At Once thing for me. SK is a wonderful writer who has been part of my life since adolescence. His work is among that which has shaped my concept of Story, which is why he's in my personal pantheon. But SK's work also often demonstrates him to be the King Of Magical Negroes, which is problematic. Exception being Susannah Dean/Odetta Holmes/Detta Walker  kick ass schizophrenic black woman in the Dark Tower series.  And you know what? Around here SK gets a LIFETIME PASS FOR ANYTHING HE HAS DONE IN THE PAST OR MIGHT DO IN THE FUTURE TO PISS ME OFF based *solely* on what he did with Susannah/Odetta/Detta. As it's probable you don't know the source inspiration for the name of that character, Google that name (without his attached) to find out why. She's an inspiration behind the white people you have heard of. Here's a short video. SK knew exactly what he was doing when he tapped her personage to inform his fictional character. I think what he did with that character honored the spirt of the real life Odetta, and he nailed it. 

Milestone Forever / holding

Today, nine Parents Choice awards, four Eisner Award nominations and one Emmy and Humanitas award-winning hit TV series later, Milestone is back, its continuity mysteriously merged with the DCU. While we saw the DC side of the story in “Justice League: When Worlds Collide,” Milestone Forever gathers the original artists from Milestone’s launch titles: John Paul Leon, Mark Bright, Chris Cross and Milestone Founder Denys Cowan, to complete the tales told in the original runs of STATIC SHOCK, ICON, HARDWARE, SHADOW CABINET and BLOOD SYNDICATE. Milestone Editor in Chief Dwayne McDuffie reveals the final fate of each of Milestone’s launch characters in a bittersweet tale that chronicles the literal end of a universe, and the birth of something new, with major consequences for the future of the DC Universe.

Extended Trailer For Youssou N'Dour: I Bring What I Love

Because his music and voice are fantabulous, because it's a highly enjoyable movie, and because it's my site so I can upload whatever I want!

I also want the dvd. I am impatiently waiting for the dvd. Why is the dvd not yet out? As soon as the dvd exists, that's pretty much all I'm gonna watch for a month! I will get every single version of the dvd, ala the King Kong dvds, because I have an all region for a reason and I am that pathetic. I want the dvd NOW. I've never been able to see him in live performance, so this movie - which I hope you can also go see if it comes to your area - is as close as I will get.

Considering the Higher Mind stuff he's been doing with his music over the years, I do feel a wee bit of guilt that I want the dvd in part because this guy is so fucking hot.

If you run his name through the search function over there on the siderail more entries will come up, including a link to a pretty good BBC radio documentary. But I don't think the entry about how I discovered his work via Peter Gabriel forever ago will pop up, as I don't believe I actually wrote that one. I thought about writing it when the idea came and went in my head, but I don't think I did. It's not in the Vast Pile Of Partially Written Draft Posts, that's for sure.

Because I'm programming this to post at a later date at 2:45 a.m., I'm way too lazy to search my own site and find context/background links to add.

Maybe I'll do it later.

Probably not.

I kinda have a sucky track record with that sort of thing.

! I BRING WHAT I LOVE !

eSkeptic Celebrates Carl Sagan's Upcoming 75th Birthday With A Massive Pile Of Stuff

Which I can't possibly get through in a week, so I hope it stays up for a while. Articles, videos about him, all sorts of stuff! 

If you also decide to roam through the offerings, here's a little background music for you:

Obama. Thriller. Fox News. You MUST Watch.

I have no idea how I got through life without entertainment from the internet(s) back in the day.

(Note the belt worn outside of a sweater.)

It's not immediately obvious in this video, which is very different than what this guy usually does, but this is the guy who does an Obama impersonation 20 billion times better than the guy on SNL. For one, he absolutely nails the man's speech pattern, which is 80-percent of the whole. His name is Iman Crosson, and during the election his work provided a much needed outlet for hilarity.

I've always felt someone should get him together with the woman who does the deadly Hillary Clinton impersonation on Garrison's show. Whatever comes out of that would sure to have me laughing for weeks!

Heads-up for this one came from one of the TTWLA zombie peeps. Rock on!

For the record: the Zombie Purist in me Disapproves of most of the makeup in this video. Max Brooks and George Fuckin' Romero are the only people who Understand. Even James didn't get my zombie zealotry, now that I think about it.