Eek!

Would you care for some uncomfortably sexual company logos?

Of course you would.

Blargh, Blog

So, it turns out that graduate school is not conducive to blogging.

It’s not because grad school life is busy (though it sometimes is) or because writing for class leaves me less than eager to write anything else during my down time (though it sometimes does). It’s because, since I started school full-time, I no longer seem to have anything interesting to share with y’all. I’ve lost track of current events, music, and the more interesting corners of the interwebs as I’ve baked my brain into an academic jelly that, much like the meat-filled Jell-O casserole below, is filled with all sorts of weird crap that I suspect we’d all rather not talk about too much.

If sadness were a food.

Don’t get me wrong. I love school. I just haven’t quite figured out how to do it full-time while maintaining the fun, non-school things that make me feel like a relatively functional member of the greater universe. But I will! In the meantime, please accept my horrible picture of a 1960s meat and gelatin casserole as a conciliatory offering.

(Photo courtesy of Lileks.com’s “The Institute of Regrettable Cheer,” which is quite possibly my favorite site on THE ENTIRE INTERNET. If you’ve never wasted full mornings or afternoons perusing its pages of epically bad American kitsch, consider this tip Conciliatory Offer #2.)

Rad Cover Wednesday

Desperate, dark, stylish. Morrisey must be proud.

“There Is a Light That Never Goes Out,” the Dum Dum Girls

Sci-Fi Bracketology!

The Matrix v. Brazil!

The Wrath of Khan v. The Thing!

Akira v. Moon!

It’s the March Madness we’ve all been dreaming about … Vote early and often. (Via Patty O’Toole)

Also, this.

 

Holy hotness

Here are a couple of tracks off of the upcoming Burial/Thom York/Four Tet collaboration, via Stereogum.

Sooo good!

“Baby, you’re drunk.”

What happens in Las Palmas stays in Las Palmas. Via AckAckAckleyDackley.

Steampunk Palin

I’m sure there are words, but I can’t seem to find them.

Click Sarah's enormous tatas for the full article.

Question to all the comic book lovers in my life: Are you familiar with these artists? Is it possible that they’re kidding? I mean, they’re kidding, right?

Right?

Points to Patty O’Toole for the assist.