Saturday, December 25, 2010
Friday, December 24, 2010
Saturday, December 18, 2010
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
Saturday, December 11, 2010
Friday, December 10, 2010
Monday, December 6, 2010
Friday, December 3, 2010
Ben the Body Guard service
Monday, November 22, 2010
Thursday, November 18, 2010
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
Adobe Software refocuses - Nerdtastic!
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Sunday, October 10, 2010
It's a bird, it's a plane...it's Jeb Coriliss
Jeb Corliss wing-suit demo from Jeb Corliss on Vimeo.
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Tuesday, October 5, 2010
Friday, October 1, 2010
Shweeb - Peddle Powered Mass Transit
The Shweeb, which is said like 40 million times in this youtube video, is an arrow dynamic pod with peddles that glides on a monorail type track. The angle of the track and bullet shape of the pod make it move like lightning.
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Thursday, September 30, 2010
Google Street View in Antarctica
Oh look it's a penguin!
Check it out here.
Brrrhhh!
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Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Doctor Who Tardis Talking Money Bank
The Doctor is in...
Now you can get your very own Talking Doctor Who Piggy Bank. Brilliant!
More of the Doctor
Oh and there's a random Dalek hanging out at some school here.
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More than a mess this is the Gowanus
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Friday, September 17, 2010
Tornado Hangover - Brooklyn
Last night I decided it would be a great idea to just run to the grocery store and do some shopping. I even convinced Rob to join me-although it did look like it was going to ran. On our way back from the store we apparently were caught in a freak tornado that caused chaos throughout the city. A video is floating around showing at green sky and what looks to be a wall of clouds moving through Brooklyn; Well that is were Rob and I were, right in that wall of clouds.
We were approaching forth when the rain started coming down. I noticed the green sky instantly, but thought nothing of it, cause it's New York, not Texas. I put up my umbrella and for a moment Rob and I walk under sprinkles of rain. Then the intersection in front of us 'literally' disappeared and we were engulf in buckets of water. Both of us instantly looked like we had jumped in a lake, but not even a lake could made us so wet so quickly. In a lake it takes spit second for cloths for absorb the water, not the same with wind and water at 80 miles an hour. We ran for cover in the Lyceum watching the water and wind that seemed to consume everything.
All in all pretty lucky.
Here's a bit of the neighborhood damage, although city workers have been up all night cleaning because today it is like any other day in New York: Coffee, Subway, Work...
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Sunday, September 12, 2010
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
Into the Wilderness of Brilliance with Google's Chrome & Arcade Fire
If you haven't had a chance to blow your mind with this interactive advertureous video from Arcade Fire, which was designed by Google Chrome then go here now: The Wilderness Downtown.
You will need three things: Google Chrome, the address for where you grew up, and a mind to blow. Go forth and see what HTML 5 can do.
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Sunday, August 29, 2010
Friday, August 27, 2010
Saturday, August 21, 2010
Sunday, August 15, 2010
New Hampshire was Crazy
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Saturday, August 14, 2010
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
Sunday, August 8, 2010
Vintage Ads for Facebook & Youtube
check out a few more here
(part of the Things Still Left on My Desktop That I Thought Were Funny But Forgot To Put On My Blog Series)
Sleep with the fishes
Friday, July 30, 2010
a leg down, a leg up
It's 4:00am Friday, but it could be any day of the week. I am awake even though I am too tired for words. Something has shaken me, stirred me from my dreams. It's not a burglar, nor a call to work, it's my own leg-the remenance of an injury from years ago. My left calf quivers like its be touched by ice or kicked in a fight and my left angle feels like its in a vice. I first try to shake my legs to wish it away, but that only makes the sensation worse; all at once every muscle in my left leg tightens and becomes a massive Charles-horse. I rise up from my bed and hold my leg, then I punch it! I punch it again and again, which makes audible slap sounds in the silent night. The punches cause the muscles to loosen their grip for a moment. During this window of reprieve I get up and start my almost nightly ritual of pacing around the room to undo the tight mass of muscles. I follow the old theory of "walk it off". I start moving back and forth along the wooden floor. My walking first sounds like a pirate on a boat but with every step seems less peg legged and more two legged. With every turn I punch and poke my leg then back to a hobbling. Over and over again I turn and punch, the march. It is a painful and annoying process. Sometimes I bump into things as I pace, but I pay no mind, since I am focused on untangling the mess of tissue inside my leg.
After 30 minutes my leg is back to its regular state-a low hum of pain mixed with a degree of numbness.
In the dark silence I take seat. No one has heard the epic battle that I have just fought. I take deep breath and feel my heart race in my chest. Why am I like this...broken? do people notice that I sometimes walk funny? that I sometimes stubble? That I am not my former self? I never think these thoughts when I am actually walking, because I am thinking to much about walking in itself. I pretend that I am normal by forcing one foot in front of the other, watching and waiting for my left leg to act like a bastard. When I stop at a corner or when reaching a destination if no one seems to have notice the odd pace I have or strange gait, I consider it a victory. Some nights I don't have these victories.
Thinking to much...
The sun creeps in from outside and takes me away from my thoughts. A stream of sunlight runs out from the corners of the window, along the wooden floor, and illuminates my left leg. I can see the scars and dents from my accident clearly. I could stare at these bums and remember the bruises, but the sun keep moving. It goes up my lame leg, up my arm, onto my chest, and stops at my face. The heat of the light warms me, makes me strong, makes me...
I get up from my seat and the light slowly seems to follow me. It's morning now and I could go to sleep. Could dream of times before and just wish it all better. But I am not that way. I can't surrenders to what doctors say or to the parts of me will now always betray. There is a day out there. This morning I will bike and tomorrow I will hike a huge mountain. It'll be a struggle and it will hurt, but I am beyond normal, I always survive, and therefore I am invincible.
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Tuesday, July 20, 2010
grilled chickenhead ghostbuster
This is your morning dose of 'what the help?'
why does the ghost from the Ghostbuster logo have a grilled chicken for a head? is this a new political group or a profound analysis of the scaredy-cat nature of some of the fab-ghostbustin four? one may never know.
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Wednesday, July 14, 2010
And now your weekly dose of WTH?
Monday, July 5, 2010
Chris's Bday-Last Weeks Hangover
Sunday, July 4, 2010
Daniel Pink-The Surprise Truth About Motivation
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Sunday, June 27, 2010
Last Weeks Mermaid Hangover
Thursday, June 24, 2010
Monday, June 21, 2010
Anthem...
Anthem from Jarrett Lee Conaway on Vimeo.
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Sunday, June 20, 2010
Mustache Man
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Thursday, June 17, 2010
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
Friday, June 11, 2010
Sunday, June 6, 2010
Saturday, June 5, 2010
Heartless: The Story of the Tin Man
Heartless: The Story of the Tin Man from Brandon McCormick on Vimeo.
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Friday, June 4, 2010
Where's the oil-he says
Well Brit here's the fucking oil...
Guess it was thought to be impossible that thousands(millions) of gallons of oil, not usually right under the service of the Gulf water, could stay a thick mess and reach land...out of sight, out of mind right?
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Wednesday, June 2, 2010
The iBorg
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Tuesday, June 1, 2010
Dance Mullet Man...Dance
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Thursday, May 27, 2010
Monday, May 24, 2010
No Lost...just Space Toilets
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Sunday, May 23, 2010
Saturday, May 22, 2010
Stossel=Douchbag
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Process Films Oakley Arctic Challenge Edit
Process Films Arctic Edit 2010 from PROCESS FILMS on Vimeo.
It almost makes you wish we were back in winter.snowboard-mag.com
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Friday, May 21, 2010
Thursday, May 20, 2010
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
Sunday, May 16, 2010
Thursday, May 13, 2010
Mast Brothers Chocolate
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Wednesday, May 12, 2010
Sunday, May 9, 2010
Kids of tomorrow are "Waiting for Superman
Props to Frants for finding this preview.
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Saturday, May 8, 2010
Street Fighter Flick
I spent so many hours playing Street Fighter II game on the Super NES. It was epic. When these two actors fight in this Fan Flick I can feel my fingers wanting the old big plastic controller. Down, Forward/Down, Forward, Punch
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Friday, May 7, 2010
Little (Fire) Engine that couldn't
It's 11am-ish on the border of Park Slope and the Gowanus neighborhoods and you stumble upon an old vintage Fire Truck being lifter by a Fire Tow Truck next to a Fire Ambulance. Guess the old Fire Engine just finally died, but it's still beautiful.
Oh, Brooklyn — why are you so awesome?
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Thursday, May 6, 2010
The Guactacular Life
Post the recipe later pending Chris's approval, but let me say there was some carrots and ginger and magic.
(That's us on the left next to the cute girls that your focusing on in the photo)
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