finally
About a year ago this post went up without much explanation:
Joel and Deron* have put on something over their jockstraps.
*The one he wears like a mask*.
*To block the image of Michael nesting in Troy Polamalu’s hair*.
*A frequent dream of Deron’s that leaves him feeling oddly aroused.
Originally created by Michael on September 9, 2010 and scheduled to publish the morning following the Super Bowl the post looked like this:
The NFL season has ended
And was changed by Deron on September 12:
I have the strength to say it. Deron, you are the handsomest man I know.
Repost of a Post Past
Going down the rabbit-hole of Cece’s post. Great rememberies here, following “flockers.”
The Mother Courage of Rock
She was skinny, quick-witted, disarmingly unprofessional, alternating between stand-up patter, bardic intonations, and the hypnotic emotional sway of a chanteuse, and she was sexy in an androgynous way I hadn’t encountered before. The elements cohered convincingly; she seemed both entirely new and somehow long-anticipated. For me at nineteen, the show was an epiphany.
Springtime 1976, I was living in the cinderblock building on the glorified median strip there where they split Highway 13, and one day I went over to this one girl’s apartment, she lived right by the guy who dealt me speed, and she said, “Hey, you know who you remind me of? You remind me of Patti Smith!”
Gave her a possum grin I’m still grinning.
spam name
Sheila Ryan.
There’s really one reason,
and one reason only, that I put this photo here on clusterflock.
Joel, I love you, man, but that photo out of context was beginning to make my tummy sad every time I stopped by.
Besides, I know you love Culver’s.
From the Comments
Forgive me for touting my own.
Merry Christmas, er, Happy Holidays, whatever floats the boat.
I am posting this post
because to now I have posted 1964 posts. So this will be 1965. And that was a beautiful year. I was just old enough to know that I wanted to be a grown-up woman. In 1965.
At least one of those grown-up women in the movies. Or to have a hit record.
from the archives/from the comments
April 27, 2007: Manah Manah.
(Move along. Nothing to see.)
Snakes’ Feat May Inspire Heart Drugs
Pythons are known for their enormous appetites. In a single meal they can devour animals at least as big as they are — deer, alligators, pigs, household pets.
I’m meeting Sarah in Chicago for dinner Wednesday evening.
Meet the Flockers: Sarah Pavis
Last year, when I happened upon this post in Google Reader I felt like the internet was playing a trick on me. Some sort of digital Oroborus. Something I shared in Google Reader made its way out and in to one of my favorite blogs? How did this happen? OH RIGHT. The internet is made of people. Awesome people, as I soon discovered when I started stalking following some of my favorite bloggers like Andrew and Tim on Twitter. They followed me back for some reason and now we’re internet friends because that’s a thing. And that’s evolved into having fun playing Minecraft with Andrew & Dave. So I’m very happy to be joining Clusterflock because I was running out of stalking outlets online gathering places.
SO: Formal hello! My name is Sarah Pavis. I’m an engineer & writer living in Chicago who went to school in Massachusetts and grew up in Connecticut. If you think this means I’m a smart, well-off liberal who pines for rolling hills and foliage then you are correct because all stereotypes are not-so-secretly true.
Most of my interneting the past few years has been on Google Reader. This URL isn’t worth much now but if you’d like I can hook you up with a JSON file that you can peruse over a cup of coffee & a SQL database if you want to become better acquainted. Or you can check out my Twitter where I complain about Google Reader, my cat, Google Reader, television, and Google Reader. If you’re on the newest, biggest, boringest social network might I also trick you into following me like I evidently did +4000 other people.
If you Google my name most of the results are me except for that one girl who rides a motorcycle and lives in Florida. She doesn’t know it but she’s my internet nemesis. Her and whoever owns spavis@gmail.com and won’t sell it to me. In your Googling you might stumble across one of any of a dozen blogs I’ve started that now lie in various states of abandonment. I’ve made sincere promises to all of them that I’ll come back, treat em’ right, clean the cobwebs out of their CSS, stuff ‘em full of content, and pound them with so much traffic it’ll make their site counters spin. Though, for now, they remain fallow. But I’d never do that to you Clusterflock. I love you, baby.
Meet the Flockers: Garrett Miller
I’ve been dipping my feet in the Flock waters for the last week, but the time is nigh to introduce myself. I’ve been a somewhat peripheral participant in Clusterflock for some time now, most notably my inadvertent naming of our esteemed anonymous account.
To keep it brief, I was raised on a sheep farm in Maryland, lived briefly in Ohio and have been spending my most recent years in Washington, D.C. I’m a designer and software engineer by day and spend my free time drawing on windows, illustrating, taking pictures, and spending far, far too much time on the internet.
My tastes are frighteningly in line with those of our own Andrew Simone. Hopefully the foot-stepping is minimal as I enter the Clusterflocking fray whole-heartedly.
Barry Stone, Darkside of the Rainbow
Darkside of the Rainbow, Barry Stone’s first solo show at Art Palace, takes its title from the common practice of playing the 1939 film The Wizard of Oz and Pink Floyd’s Darkside of the Moon (1973) album synchronously. Just as the superimposition of film and album suggests new associations emerging from the juxtaposition of seemingly incongruous elements, so too do Stone’s groupings of photographs, drawings, collage and paintings.
Very impressive, Mr. Stone.
You can see more of Barry’s work here. See also, Pastelegram.
what I said
Or, what I planned to say when I officiated my little sister’s wedding on Saturday. There was a technical issue (broken Kindle which contained these words) and the inevitable mispoken phrase, but more or less, here it is:
Marwage…
Now, with my obligatory Princess Bride reference out of the way…
Welcome to the Tour de Wilson.
Cait and Brad have invited you all here today to witness their official union as a married couple and, because I’m an expert in both marriage and cycling, I’ve been asked, and granted the power to officiate the ceremony. On their behalf, I apologize.
One day, about 10 years ago, I needed someone’s help moving furniture for my mom. I don’t really remember much of the story, but I vaguely remember driving to Alameda from Sacramento with a lifeguard I worked with at Sac State.
Miss Lucy
is becoming Mrs. Lucy today. On Thursday, I helped her get her hen on, in a swanky hotel bar.
I’m immensely honored to be attending her and Ross’s wedding, and the succeeding reception-crawl. I will bring a real camera to that.
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Hey! One of Phil’s videos is on the Tom Waits site!
Our very own Phil Bebbington’s brilliant video creation for “Kentucky Avenue” has made its way onto the official Tom Waits website. Woo!
Mondrian Drop Ceiling
Thought I’d share something I’ve been working on.
With a lot of help, I created this Mondrian style drop ceiling. When my friend was installing a drop ceiling in my room crowded with ductwork and utilities, and the ceiling wasn’t going to come out very uniform, we joked that we should just make the ceiling of all sorts of different size panels. And then it hit us.
So, we plotted out the desired locations for rails and determining the panel shapes, and fit everything together, unpainted. The panels were labelled and removed for painting. Next, running complex computer simulations, a second friend and I came up with the color pattern. The rails were painted in enamel, mini rollers were engaged, and the whole thing was put back together again very carefully.
It is surprisingly difficult to get a complete photo of an entire ceiling.
Much love and thanks to N, D, and R.
More photos of the process on my tumblr.
Meet the Flockers: Tim Carmody
Deron said he was going to offer me a Clusterflock login before he heard I got a job, so I said, crap, don’t let that stop you, I blog all over. Color me Flocked.
1. I’m a media and technology writer;
2. I have a little boy (Noah) who is three years old;
3. I have a BA in Math and a PhD in Comparative Literature;
4. I was born in Detroit in 1979 and (mostly) live in Philadelphia (since 2002);
5. I sometimes write at kottke.org;
6. I almost always write at snarkmarket.com;
7. I like poetry, indie rock, comic books, old hip-hop, and NBA basketball;
8. I think chicken is delicious.
I’m this guy (in the middle):
I’m happy to be included in my favorite social network that isn’t one.
Ask me anything.
spam name
Mr Mike Smith.
I saw Deron in Oslo
At Akershus Castle.
Just a Quick Postcard…
Danny has the most accepting, loving family in the world. (I’m convinced, prove me wrong.) We’re in Rockton, on the Wisconsin/Illinois border half-way between Chicago (East edge of Northern Illinois) and Galena (West edge. Sheila might lead you to believe Galena is a suburb of Chicago, and in many respects, it is, but it could be counted an outlier.)
I was born near here, in Rockford. Today there was a celebration of Holly’s birthday and Uncle Doug’s (Holly is Danny’s niece, a 29 year-old Danish beauty, Doug is Danny’s 60-year-old brother–with a beauty that can’t be matched in song.) Today while celebrating, Danny and I also got notice for our having been together 24 years, today.
Y’all I hope I’m not being too sappy. But I’m so happy I could bust. Y’all, this family Loves.
American Elegy: An Interview with Phil Bebbington
Phil Bebbington (aka Terrorkitten to many on the web and Flickr) is an Englishman with a keen sense for photographing the US. On his photographic journeys to America, he has captured an amazing array of “disappearing America” shots. Upon starting American Elegy, Phil was one of the first photographers that popped into my mind as an artist that needed to be featured here. Though based in Bath, England, I consider Phil Bebbington to be one of the best American Elegy-type photographers working today. I want to thank Phil for working with me for this interview and letting us use some of his wonderful images.
A terrific interview with one of our own. Recommended reading and viewing.
Meet the Flockers: Casey Cichowicz
Hello, everyone! I’m very pleased to be here. Long time lurker, then Walken impersonator. A few things about me:
I live in the DC area (Alexandria, actually), and grew up in south central Pennsylvania (I always get funny looks when I say that, but it just means not Philadelphia or Pittsburgh, and you probably wouldn’t know it anyway). When I was in gradeschool we lived in Heidelberg Germany for four years. At this point I only speak a little German, but I still remember how to eat a schnitzel!
I’m a web developer/project manager type, but was a music major and failed rock star. I still try now and then. Trying to get something going again. I’m also trying a little painting — well, it’s really just layering and then sanding down acrylic paint. So I’m not sure it’s art. Actually, I’m very interested in the question of “what is art”, even though from time to time I think it’s a pretty silly question.
I’m a fairly avid mountain biker, but of the weekend warrior variety. I enjoy backpacking. I don’t do nearly enough of either, but I have been on some pretty great trips (Whistler last fall, Patagonia two years ago).
I’m a music fan — I go to a lot of shows and have a large MP3 collection. After reluctantly switching to iTunes, I am still trying to figure out the best way to listen to my music. And by this, I mean, I want to listen to full albums in more-or-less random order, but according to least recently played album and without hearing the same artist within 1 month. If you’ve figured out a good way to manage that, please let me know. These are the kinds of problems I have, or at least, the kinds that I am willing to reveal at the moment.
Anyway, hello and thanks!
dear clusterflock
The last I checked, Amanda’s Kickstarter project had 19 20 21 22 backers.
Goreyesque, or
dream name
Austin Derwatt.
