space pancakes
People are taking the piss out of you everyday. They butt into your life, take a cheap shot at you and then disappear. They leer at you from tall buildings and make you feel small. They make flippant comments from buses that imply you’re not sexy enough and that all the fun is happening somewhere else. They are on TV making your girlfriend feel inadequate. They have access to the most sophisticated technology the world has ever seen and they bully you with it. They are The Advertisers and they are laughing at you.
You, however, are forbidden to touch them. Trademarks, intellectual property rights and copyright law mean advertisers can say what they like wherever they like with total impunity.
Fuck that. Any advert in a public space that gives you no choice whether you see it or not is yours. It’s yours to take, re-arrange and re-use. You can do whatever you like with it. Asking for permission is like asking to keep a rock someone just threw at your head.
You owe the companies nothing. Less than nothing, you especially don’t owe them any courtesy. They owe you. They have re-arranged the world to put themselves in front of you. They never asked for your permission, don’t even start asking for theirs.
BanksySome die looking for a hand to hold
9/11 drinking game
Take two 40oz cans, thoroughly shake them up, set them on a flat surface. Punch a hole in the side of one, chug without taking it off the table. Crush it from the top down. Repeat with the other can. When you’re finished, run to a stranger’s house and beat the shit out of them.
via reddit. see you in hell.
ups and downs
UPS:
i found a quarter on the ground
made some $$ making + printing business cards for someone
free rock band track from pepsi cap
DOWNS:
long day after long weekend
overcharged at gas station for root beers.
UP AND DOWN:
was told i could make reddit merch, but i would have to sell it on their e-store, not mine.
i guess today is alright.
Our Favorite Drugs
Our Favorite Drugs: Regional drug popularity in the US.
The caveat: This was created by asking cops what drugs they thought caused the greatest dangers in their communities. So this isn’t necessiarly a breakdown of usage across the US, so much as its a breakdown of what drugs are dangerous or out of control regionally. And I personally don’t believe more people are tweaking in the west than blazing. And maybe the low shadow cast by pot here is because cops just don’t think its that dangerous, or as big a threat as other drugs (which is most definitely isn’t.) I also found this chart while reading up on this:
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This chart should be all you need to keep you off smack. And look at tabacco! More addictive than meth and more harmful than lsd, x, or pot. Same almost goes for alcohol. And they’re legal.
God bless America.
Nothing is original

This has been making the rounds, for good reason. Good stuff.
Nothing is original. Steal from anywhere that resonates with inspiration or fuels your imagination. Devour old films, new films, music, books, paintings, photographs, poems, dreams, random conversations, architecture, bridges, street signs, trees, clouds, bodies of water, light and shadows. Select only things to steal that speak directly to your soul. If you do this, your work (and theft) will be authentic. Authenticity is invaluable; originality is non-existent. And don’t bother concealing your thievery-celebrate it if you feel like it. In any case, always remember what Jean-Luc Godard said: “It’s not where you take things from, it’s where you take them to.”
Ferris Bueller is Tyler Durden
An amazing theory that makes a lot of sense:
My favorite thought-piece about Ferris Bueller is the “Fight Club” theory, in which Ferris Bueller, the person, is just a figment of Cameron’s imagination, like Tyler Durden, and Sloane is the girl Cameron secretly loves. One day while he’s lying sick in bed, Cameron lets “Ferris” steal his father’s car and take the day off, and as Cameron wanders around the city, all of his interactions with Ferris and Sloane, and all the impossible hijinks, are all just played out in his head. This is part of the reason why the “three” characters can see so much of Chicago in less than one day — Cameron is alone, just imagining it all. It isn’t until he destroys the front of the car in a fugue state does he finally get a grip and decide to confront his father, after which he imagines a final, impossible escape for Ferris and a storybook happy ending for Sloane (“He’s gonna marry me!”), the girl that Cameron knows he can never have.
also:
Here’s another thing that led me to adopting the Fight Club theory — the odometer problem. Would Ferris Bueller NOT know that you can’t roll an odometer back by driving in reverse? It’s Ferris freakin’ Bueller! Yet we’re to believe that THIS is the only mistake he makes in the film? Setting aside Ed Rooney hitting the doorbell multiple times, this is the only mistake Ferris makes that leaves behind incriminating, unexplainable, physical evidence! There’s a reason for this. It’s Cameron’s mistake. Setting the car up to go in reverse is something hardluck Cameron would try to do and fail. Ferris says, “We’ll have to crack it open and roll the odometer back by hand.” Well, sure, but Cameron nixes the idea, because he knows he doesn’t have the skill to do that in the real world. He’s screwed, and his imaginary friend can’t help him here.
RIP Geocities
In case you haven’t heard, Yahoo is closing geocities after buying it for $2.9 billion in 1999. A tribute page:
http://www.flashpointsocialmedia.com/Area51/Orion/geocities.html
The very nice personal tribute from the bottom:
Many of these sites would not have been possible without the platform to support them or promote them. Geocities in a way was a social network, divided into “cities”, and “blocks”, where you could connect with your neighbors and trade information. When the World Wide Web was still considered to be the “World Wide Waste” by many, Geocities allowed amateurs to produce some interesting and funny content. People could quickly post information on their personal pages and link to it from their instant message programs (an instant message program is sort of like Twitter). In a way, Geocities allowed people to set up a rudimentary blogs, only far far less useable and much more painful on the eyes.
I remember when I first received an Internet connection in 1994. I was 16 at the time. I remember reading the AT&T Internet guide that came with the software for the Internet connection. It talked about how the Internet was divided into several protocols and most of the Internet lived in a series of “threads”. It went on to talk about conversation threading etc. This was a confusing concept for me at the time. This was pre-message board and most of the Internet conversations were happening on Usenet. Usenet was confusing for a 16 year old without any technology training. There was also all this challenging terminology on the Internet which most new users seldom hear or have to worry about anymore. things like pinging, fingering, dynamic vs. static IPs, Gopher, FTP, TCP/IP, DNS, Telnet, Packets, Usenet, NNTP, WWW, Ports, etc.
However, I found Yahoo, a small(ish) directory at the time, (small enough to still browse by categories) and it opened up the web for me. This quickly went from my parents intended use of “The Information Super Highway” for schoolwork and research to where I could find boobs, funny stuff and Doom cheat codes. However, Geocities was something I understood. It was easy. I could link to others I liked and they could link back. Who remembers “web rings”? I met many interesting geeks, and lost my innocence to some of the horrible things the Internet has to offer.
My Geocities website became my collection of the funny stuff I found on the Internet. I remember my first site was complete with a fixed tropical background, exploding gifs, doom characters and everything written in bright red caps. It was seriously awesome.
Later in my college years, with some design experience, I became embarrassed of my pages. I shunned Geocities and my earlier pages. In fact, when I started my professional career, I was scared that someone might even find archived versions of my teen year web pages. Apparently Archive.org never got a hold of my pages, which is probably a good thing. However, in retrospect I hold fond memories of my first webpage and if it wasn’t for a site like Geocities, my web experience and my career could have been much different.
I think I can say for many us, Geocities, you inspired millions of teens to create horrible pages, but you also opened the world to many of us.
Thank you Geocities. You will be missed.
Geocities has been thought of as the armpit of the Internet (now occupied by Youtube comments) in recent history, and maybe thats unfair. Yeah some of the sites sucked, but they were kind of on the forefront of amateur web design and thats a really big thing. Putting the power of creation right in the hands of people is a big deal, no matter what they create.
FTA:
But given how many GeoCities users were not technical experts, it seems likely that a lot of amateur websites soon will vanish without a trace, a casualty of business priorities and the internet’s rapid changes.
I’m sad to see it go. I feel its almost like book burning; thats web history that will now be gone forever. We don’t know where we are if we can’t see how far we’ve come.
I personally never used GeoCities. (I was an AngelFire man myself until upgrading to other, better free web hosts) But the influence is far reaching. Yet again, thank you Geocities. You will be missed.
