Eames Molded Wood →

With the help of 3-D veneer technology, wood veneer is being molded into complex curves of a single shell.

Herman Miller presents: Eames Molded Wood Chair

The Newsroom outed my 2013 Fuck Tape & reactions to Episode 6: One Step Too Many

My thoughts on tonights episode are a little more scattered than usual… so I want to apologize in advance for the scatter shot reactions from tonights episode.

What didn’t sit well with me: Jerry cooked the General’s interview and everything from this point forward is going to suck for all members of the Newsroom.  We knew shit hit the fan since the depositions took root in episode one… but I didn’t think we would see Jerry cook an interview.  He’s been consistently portrayed as a reporter with a strong ethical slant… I figured he would take the fall for trusting a source who aligned with his passionate stance on what he thinks took place at Genoa.  

We’ve now see Jerry sell out on all that shit to proceed with a story they’re slowly on the verge of breaking. 

We still have a few episodes to see how this shakes out but I can’t help shake the feeling that this felt a little forced.  Something I felt this season of the Newsroom hasn’t done.

My Fuck Tape got outed: In episode six, Jim drops some serious coin to shack up with his Romney Bus reporter in a hotel that I’ve already forgotten the name to.  Prior to going upstairs to take care of business…  he notices that Maggie is belly-up to the bar slamming Gin and Tonics.  He naturally drags the girl he hasn’t seen in weeks (who’s wearing cocktail attire by the way) to see hows she’s doing.

Jim manages to not really make Maggie jealous and he didn’t get Hallie (cocktail dress girrrl) upset enough to put the breaks on sexy time. 

Hotel doors open… candles are lit and then the open notes of Rhye’s - OPEN - can be heard through my TV SPEAKERS.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO" I say, possibly screaming at no one but my TV in the dark.

Damn you soundtrack dude on the Newsroom.  Rhye’s album Woman has not only been one of my best kept secrets of 2013…  I was hoping to keep it quiet well after 2013 as an unfamiliar artist to sex up company during night caps.

Things I don’t hope to hear from ladies I date…  ”I’ve heard this song… wasn’t it on an episode of the Newsroom?”

File under "Padawan training"

Teaching the niece the ways of the force…  ya know, quality time.

Gone Home

Read a blurb about this game GONE HOME the other day and wanted to quickly pass it a long because of the Bratmobile and Heavens to Betsy references.

I’ve never been really good at these kinds of games, but its peaked my interest.  

The game is set in June 1995 at a house in one of the Seattle puddle cities…  or Portland.  A teenage girl returns after traveling abroad only to find that her entire family is gone.

And the soundtrack is better than most games…

All things San Japan 6 / Detroit Metal City / Witchcraft

Attended San Japan 6 today and here’s a quick rundown of things I feel compelled to share with you:

Best Costume of the Day: Dude on stilts/dressed as a robot.  The guy was over 7 feet tall and had a wingspan that was 12+ feet.

Runner Up Costume: Prince Adam.  Yes, that Prince Adam from HE-Fucking-MAN.   I didn’t really get a chance to talk to the guy because I saw him in passing and I shouted at him from across the convention floor to snag a quick photo.

The dude is totally owning it.  I should have asked him where he scored the purple UGGs.  If it weren’t for Robot dude, Prince Adam - was hands down the BEST in show.

Item I regret not purchasing today: Detroit Metal City
After brushing my teeth this evening, I looked at my reflection and asked the following: “How did you not buy something called DETROIT METAL CITY?”  

1.) Cover art contains guy in corpse paint & F A N G S.  Vampires were possibly in play here guys.

2.) It has both DETROIT and METAL in the title… need I say more?

3.) I made the mistake of looking this up on YouTube when I got home.

Note: The lead singer steps on the back of a guy with a BALL GAG IN HIS MOUTH!  Have you any idea how fucking Metal that is?

Did someone say Detroit?: Lion-os!
Ran into a number of things that referenced “Detroit” today… here’s another one.  My disinterest in the Thundercats was strong enough to leave this behind….  

Keep Sake of San Japan 6: Beck (anime)
Took advantage of having a newly made friend point out some Anime’s I should consider adding to my collection.  Gabby recommended I check out an Anime that was well received called “Beck”.  All I had to do was turn it around and see a character atop a 1964 GS MKII Scooter.

I haven’t had a chance to throw it into the DVD player but plan to check it out tomorrow.  

Next Purchases: Kids on the Slope, Detroit Metal City, Nabari no Ou
So, I also learned a little bit about an Anime called Nabari no Ou largely in part because Gabby dressed as a character by the name of Yoite.

I openly admitted to not knowing who she was dressed up as…  I did however mention that she had a striking resemblance to Izzy Stradlin.  I didn’t explain who Izzy or who Guns n Roses were… but I did press her for details on why her character wore gloves that matched her hat.  Turns out she’s a Ninja in an Anime (Nabari no Ou) thats pretty bad ass.  After learning about the backdrop of the show - I asked her to tell me about another Animie so that I could watch this one without having it spoiled.

Witchcraft - Hands down… the best story of the day went down like this. After purchasing some DVD’s for our respective collection, we ran into my Sister and Niece and we began to make our way through the merchandise booths.  

I heard a crash, turned around and saw that Gabby’s camera hit the floor. I picked up the scattered batteries and helped her piece it all back together.  The trap door that keeps the batteries in place was acting up a little bit… but after some brute force on her part, she got it to close.  We walked a few booths and then I saw she had a concerned look on her face.

I asked if the camera was acting up… and she replied “I believe, witchcraft has occurred.”

She asked me if I remembered all the photos she took during the day… I nodded and then asked to see the phone.

She then says to me.  ”my photos are now missing.  they have been replaced with these”

I look up at her with complete befuddlement and ask - you’re telling me that you don’t know who this is?

She looks up at me and tells me “no”.   She then splits from the group… and I tell my sister what happened.

Her camera has 9 or so photos of an asian child that she’s never seen.  We begin to debate where and how a camera switch could have occurred and we couldn’t come up with anything.

I then looked my sister in the eyes and said… “Your friend Gabby said ‘Witchcraft’”

While that sentence sorta hung out in the air… Gabby resurfaced, only to tell us that she lost one of her brown gloves.

Earlier in the day, I met up with everyone at some tables they were eating some snacks.  I sat down and agreed to watch the table of stuff while people took bathroom breaks.

If there was ever a time in the day where the camera switch could have occurred - it was at that very moment.  

I immediately felt overwhelmed with guilt.  I wasn’t completely paying attention, but I would have noticed someone sitting down or grabbing/swapping something immediately in front of me.

After a few hours of trying to retrace the entire afternoon… it occurred to me that the camera had an internal flash memory.  I asked her to open the camera and confirm if her flash card maybe popped out when the camera fell.

She checked and sure enough… flash card popped out.  Photo’s she took all day were back and the suspicion of “Witchcraft” was eliminated from the equation.

Well… sorta.  I explained to her that I couldn’t really explain why someone took 9 photos of an Asian child.  

Pachinko - So I watched someone play this for nearly 10 straight minutes and I have no fucking idea how this works.  It was equal parts pinball / slot machine / noisy / colorful / confusing.

I don’t know if the guy won anything…  An animated character came out and in an aggressive voice - spouted off something.  The game sorta ends and a huge Desert Eagle gun comes down from the top left of the machine and it sorta implies (at least to me) that you were being executed in the head.

KISS attempts to find a new way to hate them

Want to quickly address news that broke on Friday that KISS (the band/the corporation) are now owners of an Arena Football League.

This is only partially surprising…  Bon Jovi is part owner of the Philadelphia Soul, so there’s a rock n’ roll precedent of sorts.  I wouldn’t be all that surprised if Hello Kitty or Angry Birds open up expansion teams in the near future.

Anyhoo, I only bring this up because San Antonio has an Arena League football team and I will be in attendance the night that LA KISS plays in town.  

Recycled Vinyl = Frames →

Read about these the other day and have been meaning to publish a small blurb about them…  These frames are made from recycled vinyl records.  

I’m a little surprised by how many styles they’ve put out. 

Waste anyones time but fucking mine...

I’m going to give you a quick glimpse into my day today.

7:00am - I wake up and confirm that my scheduled meeting at work (w/the Big Boss) is still set for 10:00am.

I opt to skip breakfast in fear of throwing up all over the Big Boss if the conversation sours over a project I’m working on.

OK… I’m being a little over dramatic about throwing up. But I am however working on a project that is easily limiting my life span by 6 to 8 years.

11:00am - Meeting concludes and I walk out of the my 1 on 1 meeting feeling pretty good about the state-of-things w/the big boss.

12:00am - I break for lunch early (early for me) and I agree to eat at the Fork n’ Spoon w/co-workers. I haven’t had anything to eat since the night before and I’m fucking famished.

The Fork n Spoon in New Bruanfels serves breakfast until 3:00pm. I order a short stack of Buttermilk Pancakes / a side of bacon / large cold glass of milk to accompany a glass of water.

Fast forward to 5:46 pm…

I say to my co-worker Eric: Hey, I don’t plan on staying late. Lets wrap this shit up… I want to make pasta tonight.

Eric is on the verge of breaking through on a batch process we’ve been fumbling with for what seems like months now. I agree to hang back.

6:24 PM - I inform Eric that I will be putting on our end of day album - Tiny Music… Songs from the Vatican Gift Shop. Eric and I always play this album at the end of every work day… it lets us know that we’re going to work for one more hour. If we spill over that hour, we’re ok with it because Spotify plays the album Purple by STP and that’s a really good record also.

I inform Eric that I will be cracking open a Diet Pepsi and will stay until the end of the album or until I finish my drink. What ever comes first…

Eric informs me that we’re close… to be a little patient. I decide to face time my parents.

6:35pm - my parents make a big whoop about dinner and ask me if I’m interested in coming out. My parents came into town last night and have opted to spend time at my sisters so they can enjoy their grand daughter. I drove over last night because they just got into town and I really wanted to see Elliot (my dog) seeing how he’s been living with my parents all of 2013 because I work an obscene amount of hours.

I agree to eat with my parents and sister… let them know that I wouldn’t see them until 7:45 pm at the earliest tho’.

7:00pm = Inform Eric that I was going to bounce. He was still working on stuff… I have no idea if we’re closer to completing the batch process or not.

I call my parents and tell them that I’m about to start the 40 mile trek for dinner. They should start without me.

At this point… I’m feeling pretty hungry. A little annoyed by the drive… but I got word today that I’m traveling to Memphis and New Jersey in the month of October. I need to let my parents know about this in advance so they can also keep an eye on my cat while I’m away.

7:24pm - I get a phone call from my sister asking where I was. I’m on I-35 South Bound, by O’Connor Rd. She then informs me that she was going to stop into a store… to which I said - that’s a terrible idea. I’m going to be at the restaurant within 20 minutes. I want to be back at her place to see the Challenge by 9 and I’d like to be back to my apartment no later than 11. We live on opposite sides of town…

Mind you. My sister lives within 4 miles of the restaurant we’re about to dine at.

The place is a fucking dump… but my mom digs it and I have a favor to ask… I press on.

7:42 PM - 40 mile drive complete. No sign of my family… I’m fucking livid. I walk inside the place and notice that the AC is out and they’ve opened the windows to the restaurant.

It’s 103 degrees outside and the sun hasn’t set. I inform my parental units that they have 10 minutes to arrive or I’m bouncing.

First text is sent at 7:44pm

I begin to receive phone calls and texts from my sister and parents. I don’t answer and opt to only reply with a count down of minutes.

Dramatic much? Yes. Totes. But you didn’t fucking drive 40 miles to meet with retired people who live within 4 miles of a destination and a sibling who purposely does shit like - stopping into a store and making you fucking wait somewhere after driving for nearly an hour into the fucking setting sun.

7:48pm - Sister alerts me that my niece is in mid diaper change.

I alert my sister “Not my problem. 6 minutes”

7:54pm - I hop into my car, place phone on silent and proceed with my drive back to Live Oak.

8:20pm - I pick up drive thru… I’m irate / tired / and on the phone with my friend / lawyer / ethicist = Ted, who insists that I pull over and eat something before committing a violent crime.

8:39pm - I arrive home.

Could have the situation described above been handled differently? Sure. I would have understood if they had to pull over to let my dad go to the bathroom… but my 8 month old niece shit her diaper. They were also pulling their pudd in some store and they could have addressed that errand some other time.

My tolerance for anyone: family/friends/colleagues wasting my time and effort is non existent.

The snore that was: Week 6 of the Challenge/Rivals 2

Can we all pretend that this episode didn’t just happen?  This weeks show did very little in terms of progressing compelling story lines in the challenge house and it showcased a yawnful challenge & elimination event.

I’m so distraught by how bad this episode was… that I’m going to produce a post tomorrow that highlights participants performances thru the first half of the season.

Week 6 Scores

Team Ro Ro: 50
Team Joker: 15

Top 5 Ballerz of the Week

15 Points - Jemmye
10 points for winning elimination challenge
5 points for having a one sided verbal argument with Jonna.

It pains me to see that Jemmye pulled the highest amount of points… and it also pains me to see that the two girls with the worst name spellings on the show, didn’t have a verbal spat about whose fucking name makes less sense.

10 Points - Jordan
5 points for verbal argument with Theresa
5 points for kissing Jonna at the end of the episode

10 Points - Emily & Paula 
10 points for winning (another) challenge…  they’ve yet to lose one on the girls side.

10 Points - Leroy & Ty
10 points for winning a challenge

5 Points - Johnny/Marlon/Theresa/Jonna
5 points verbal Johnny w/Marlon
5 points verbal Marlon w/Johnny
5 points verbal Theresa w/Jordan
5 points kissing Jonna w/Jordan

4 way tie for 5 point outing…  disappointing effort boys n girls.