world rps society
have a cigar
It's raining men
Not a mother.
(Courtesy ABS)
Have you called your Mother yet?
have a listen
Birds on wine labels.
The breadroot scurfpea(Psoralea esculenta), also known as the white apple, prairie turnip, tipsin, pomme de prairie, and pomme blanche. Just seeing if i could actually follow technical instructions and link a site, i'm really blogging now, thanks.
i'm sure someone has alreay posted this yahoo list
anyone know anyone who knows anything about anywhere to eat in berlin? going for a week and don't eat sausages...
This is what happens when Google indexes your page 600 times in two days. Maybe my best search hit yet, and what’s more, the results page for “Gnosticism+light+container+body+darkness+gather” leads to some classic internet nonsense. Like my page, right there between Jung and Mormon Monkeys. And who could argue with Vineyard - New Wineskins Effeminate Worship? Who could understand it? But hey, organized religion only has itself to blame as seekers turn elsewhere.
Which brings me to that predatory priest problem. I actually heard a Catholic apologist use the term “wounded healer”, so you know they’re on the defensive. It’s true though: the Church is pretty much blind to the lessons of shamanism, or at least it’s not willing to admit to any parallels with “primitive religion”. Our priests are supposed to be superheros, not sufferers. Another Cardinal, insisting on the necessity of celibacy, said it was “God’s gift to the Church”, but it seems more like the tax exacted for being a little too close to God. It’s a funny idea for a species reliant on sexual reproduction, but it keeps coming up. Every culture seems to think someone should be celibate. Not you or me, of course, but someone...
Anyway, we can’t let them blame the whole thing on celibacy, or homosexuality as a vector of evil, so I’ve got a modest proposal. Allow the gay priests. Encourage it. Require it. Think of it as a shamanic ritual enforcing the distance between clerical and lay culture. They already comprise a special sexual class, this way is just more honest; the priests admit to their sin, instead of pretending to be above it all. And after vespers they can all get together and, you know, forgive each other. If it’s all out in the open there’ll be fewer problems. People will respect the Church for this sort of genuine reform. And they’ll keep a eye on their children.
catch our friend steve dib in cremaster 3
Aung San Suu Kyi released!
50 uncoolest records of all time
heres a link to some info on ESG following our disco conversation of last friday evening.
Saw Spider Man last night. This would have been a great movie if they just took out the embarassingly crappy love story, and the overlong sappy back story. Of course the movie would have only been 10 minutes then. But it would be an amazing 10 minutes!

As is, this should be a big hit with 11 year old girls.
how deadicated are you? got a spare half mil?
an independent web designer is hired to design, build, host and maintain a commercial website which has mainly photo and video content. relationship continues for three years.

then the website company says, thanks for all your great work, but i now have someone who is going to take over maintenance of the site for free, please hand everything over. independent contractor says no way, this is my work, i own it. here's all your original content back, good luck.

should he have to hand everything over or does he have ownership rights on the site?
And if he doesn't want a Max Bill wristwatch, get him that robot spider kit he's always dreamed of...
Adding to the games of May, our friend Michelle Segre has a show opening at Murray Guy on 5/11. Unfortunately, I don't have the browser to view the site, but here's a drawing. I think this show will be full-blown sculpture. In the past she's created oversize renderings of things you might find in a dark corner: mushrooms; moldy bread; chicken bones, with a sort of natural history museum flavor. Not sure what's up this time, but it ought to be interesting.
From NY Mag: Cold Comfort
The Brooklyn Ice Cream Factory opened last fall with a streamlined assortment of classic, all-natural flavors, a spectacular location in a twenties fireboat house on the Brooklyn waterfront, and the financial backing of the River Café next door, where, unbeknownst to many, pastry chef Ellen Sternau concocts all the factory's toppings and syrups. The only thing missing, until recently, was hot fudge, a glaring omission for certain sundae enthusiasts. "It's one of the hardest things to get right," says perfectionist ice-cream maker Mark Thompson, who tasted the store-bought competition and charged Sternau with improving on it. She rose to the challenge, using high-grade Michel Cluizel chocolate with a 72 percent cacao content for deep, dark fudge that's worth the wait -- and a walk across the Brooklyn Bridge.
Brooklyn Ice Cream Factory
Fulton Ferry Landing, Brooklyn
absolutly sensational new dish at 71CFF, full flavored ramp etc soup with squab--ROCKS!!
big game hunting
anybody familiar with eric drooker?