I Propose Vintage Pinup Friday

I'll start things off with Debbie Westmore.

19 MFing Years Ago?!

Vanity Fair has a brief but interesting oral history on the making of Pulp Fiction.

“I wasn’t sure I wanted to be in the movie,” Uma Thurman tells Vanity Fair contributing editor Mark Seal of Pulp Fiction. Thurman explains that it wasn’t just the obscenity, or her character’s drug habit—it was also the rape of her crime-boss husband. “Pretty frightening,” she says. Referring to the boarding-school environment she was coming from, Thurman says, “I was 23, from Massachusetts.” It took a lot of work on Tarantino’s part to convince her. “He wasn’t this revered demigod auteur that he has grown into. And I wasn’t sure I wanted to do it, because I was worried about the Gimp stuff,” she adds, referring to the leather-clad character who emerges from a cage, set to have his way with the bound-and-gagged Marsellus Wallace. “We had very memorable, long discussions about male rape versus female rape. No one could believe I even hesitated in any way. Neither can I, in hindsight.”

Full article here.

Typical Bastard Blogger Exchange

Eric's on the left, we're on the right.

Happy Fun Ball

I sure miss Phil Hartman.

Glorious Outsider Art

From Light in the Attic Records:

Pacific Northwest isolation mixed with wide-eyed ambition, a strong sense of family and the gift of music proved to be quite the combination for teenage brothers Donnie and Joe Emerson. Originally released in 1979, Dreamin’ Wild is the sonic vision of the talented Emerson boys, recorded in a family built home studio in rural Washington State. Situated in the unlikely blink-and-you-missed-it town of Fruitland and far removed from the late 1970s punk movement and the larger disco boom, Donnie and Joe tilled their own musical soil, channeling bedroom pop jams, raw funk, and yacht rock.

Why? Because when you live in the sticks, it's Fun To Pretend.

LOVE LOVE LOVE This Show

And miss it a lot. Wasn't there a special in the works?

Cool

This weekend, bastards. Prometheus is easily my most anticipated summer movie.

Before There Was Danger 5 ...

There was ... Italian Spiderman!  (Same guys.)

Har Har

Anybody see the remake? Anybody planning to?

And Then There's This

John K of Ren & Stimpy fame recently contributed a couch gag. Disturbing.

Wow!

Nailed it.

Hissssss

Working For The Potentate

Fulfilling my duties as Chief Concert Goer and Envy Inducer, or at least the former, I blew off doing my taxes and those work items I needed to catch up on, loaded up on cough syrup, and headed down to see my old friend Jonathan Richman last night. He's so much fun. He sang Pablo Picasso.

I would like to delegate a future assignment to Jay. Austin and the Mothersbaugh project, perhaps.

Happy Birthday Jay!

Have a great birthday Bastard!

A Modest Proposal

The scale says 195.4 pounds, about 15 more than I'd like. Losing one or two pounds a week, making healthy, permanent lifestyle changes is the way to go.

Here's my simple plan:

1. Drink black coffee at home.  (I already do at work.)
2. Eat a healthier breakfast.  No more PopTarts and muffins.  Half a cup of oatmeal, handful of raisins (or chopped up banana), handful of almonds, cinnamon.
3. Eat a healthier lunch. I take my lunch to work four days a week, so that should be easy.  Turkey sandwich on wheat bread (no cheese), pretzels, fruit.
4. No more snacking after dinner.
5. No drinking during the week.  A beer or two every night is killing me.
6. I'll pay more attention to portion sizes.
7. I'll work out at least three times a week, but hopefully four.

Anybody else want to take the challenge?  We can weigh in once a week and post it here for additional motivation.  Come on, ya fat pussies.

Derezzed

Maybe. Maybe not.

12.17.2010

Can't. Wait.

Flynn Lives

Home of Tron

Encom International

Good Year For Geek Movies

Can't wait, whether it sucks or not. 3D!

Mudcrutch

I've been enjoying this album by the Fabulous Tom Petty's original band, Mudcrutch. As the story goes, this was Petty's band from his Hogtown days that included Tom Leadon (brother of Eagle Bernie). When the band moved out to LA to make it big, the record company suits took one look at TP and said 'those teeth will sell a million records,' and convinced him to re-org and rechristen the band. I don't know which of these songs were written back in the old days, but they've definitely got the country groove / swamp boogie thing going. Enjoy. Or don't. I don't care.

What A Fucking Asshole

From The Commercial Appeal:

Less than two weeks after retiring as Memphis mayor, Herenton walked into the offices of the Shelby County Election Commission this morning and picked up a petition to run for the office again, election commission officials have just confirmed.

Read the rest here.