I forgot to link to this new Footnote update! My bad.
Letters from Heck by Laszlo Xalieri. Well. See there are worms and heads and… books and … yeah.
Reality Is What You Make It by John Belden. Some ideas towards the Middle East.
The Truth of the Matter by Ryan Dilbert. Ryan goes to L.A. Fuck I’m going to L.A. next week.
Pure Lard by D.J. Kirkbride. The man’s got heart. Damn, does he.
Transmissions from My Childhood by Dustin Grovemiller. Dustin looks at both Ghostbusters and The REAL Ghostbusters, and what he finds may surp… no it won’t. Prime Evil? Come the fuck on.
Cinema Eaters by Robyn Guilford. Robyn watched The Cross and the Switchblade for your amusement. Happy now? Yer guilty of crimes against humanity. Christ that movie looks bad.
It’s Story Time! by Jennifer Bosworth. New contributor! YAY!
Just the Right Bullets by me. Did I mention this is the last edition of JtRB ever? It is. There’s a reason for it.
Anyway! Good Footnote madness for you to read! Enjoy! Let us know what you think!
Beyond Book Club – Hemingway and Rand talk about Left Behind.
Just the Right Bullets – I talk about that God thing, continued.
CINEMA EATERS – Yes, that’s right. Remember Cinema Eaters? Robyn and I are restarting the concept, at the footnote!
Pure Lard – DJ Kirkbride, in charge.
Reality is What You Make it – Belden takes a bite out of crime.
Transmissions From My Childhood – Dustin takes on Ducktales!
Eddie Bourbon – More cartoon hijinks!
It’s that time again! The Footnote has updated! Bunches of stuff including a new Just the Right Bullets. I’d write more but I’m going offline until Sunday night. Probably. But yeah.
So go read tfn and enjoy.
It’s the Footnote’s 4th anniversary update! Four years they’ve been doing this. That’s like one more year than three, which in internet time makes thefootnote.net as old as Rome. Huge update this time so here is a list of everything going on:
Anti-Thoughts, Keep Out of Direct Sunlight, Letters From Heck, Pure Lard, Melancholy Dog, Reality is What You Make It, Tales of the Workin’ Girl, The Truth of the Matter, It’s Story Time!, Ninja Poetry, If I Had A Giant Robot, The Tales of Eddie Bourbon, Something is Rank starring most of the staff, and Hooray for Comics!, The Beyond Book Club, Just the Right Bullets all by me.
Also don’t forget that for most of the summer thefootnote.net is running the Spoiler Warning Summer Movie Series! It updates every Monday with a tag team review of a new film. To kick it off Get Carter, the original, by Dustin Grovemiller and D to the J Kirkbride of Frankenstein. I dunno why D.J.’s name just got so long but it did.
The footnote updated! A new Just the Right Bullets, a new Letters from Heck, Pure Lard, Reality is What You Make It and Anti-Thoughts. I love all these.
But also, as a surprise… Hooray for Comics: The Legion of Super-Bastards – No, seriously.
So sometimes I read reviews of books I already have while on the phone. It’s something Amazon is really good for. Why would I do this? It makes me laugh! Here is today’s gem, and man I love it so… wait for the end…
American culture at the end of the 20th Century is a sewer of moral depravity, illogic, unreason, and poisonous ideological sludge, all flowing in a great, toxic river toward an inevitable cataract plunging down a bottomless abyss. One of the turds in this sewer is accelerating faster than all the others toward that pit, and proclaiming, as it outdistances the other blobs of filth, that it is superior to them all. This turd of which I speak is Mr. Robert Anton Wilson, and if his books have any value it can only be that they are perfect specimens of the most diseased and evil literary mind the 20th century could hope to offer. What makes Wilson’s books so toxic is that they appeal to young, semi-intelligent people who are dissatisfied with the status quo and looking for a different, better way to live. Wilson’s books have only one message: Reality doesn’t exist, and you sollipsistically create your own reality. Wilson degrades Man continuously by comparing human behavior to that of apes, and endorses a lifestyle of irrational hedonism and occult mysticism. All of this filth is served up with a contemptuous snicker, as if Wilson finds the collapse of Western Civilization nothing more than a dirty joke. To the misinformed, this appears profound and clever, but it is merely another case of a literary charlatan muddying the waters to make them appear deep. Wilson has nothing to offer the searching mind. For those readers who truly wish to rise out of the sewer of today’s sick society, I urge you to study the philosophy of Objectivism, as outlined by Ms. Ayn Rand in her novel Atlas Shrugged.
In other news: The Queen’s gynecologist died. Yep, the Royal OB/GYN kicked the bucket. He was 82. Best part? His last name was Pinker. Enjoy.
It’s April 15th.
And you all know what that means.
Taxes. The footnote updated! What’s in store this update?
The Beyond Book Club – by me – This time Hemingway and Rand review High Fidelity.
Just the Right Bullets – by me – Creepy buildings happen. Sometimes.
Pure Lard – by DJ Kirkbride – FBS explained!
Transmissions from My Childhood – by Dustin Grovemiller – Zelda! Captain N!
And a lot more really good articles I don’t feel like typing out links to by hand. So go forth and enjoy!
New issue of The Footnote to be read! Including a new Just the Right Bullets by me.
Tonight is the first night of Passover. Way to go Jews! Congratz! Good on ya for that whole avoiding the tenth plague bidness. Have some kickass matzah with butter! Cel-e-bration time, come on!
Also coming soon to a holiday near you: Easter! Watch the Christians steal another holiday as their own to commemorate the first Savior April Fools Prank! “Woop! Nope, I’m back! Ha! I was in a cave the whole time! SUCKERS!” Good on ya, Jesus.
There’s a new Footnote up today! Besides having great columns by Leigh Sholler, Miss Biscuit, Laszlo Xalieri, D.J. Kirkbride, and Ryan Dilbert it ALSO has:
*!*!* A NEW Just the Right Bullets column by me.
*!*!* The start of a NEW column: The Beyond Book Club. It’s a Talking Heads production. Hemmingway and Ayn Rand review books. For serious.
*!*!* The start of a NEW column: Something is Rank, wherein a bunch of us get together and discuss our Top 5 Lists. This time out – porn names!
Holy shit, why don’t you read it and come back here and tell me if you liked it?
Sorry, been sick. Still am. Stupid death.
Meanwhile: The Footnote has updated. So go read that untill I return. Tomorrow.
There’s a new issue of The Footnote up! Not only does it have two new columns, Dustin Grovemiller talking about video games in a way that makes me go “Oh, yeah EXACTLY like that” and D.J. Kirkbride making me laugh and shake my head, it also has a new Just the Right Bullets by me as well as an expanded Arm Fall Off Boy article.
CNN is reporting that Indian Jones 4 is done script-wise, it will shoot in 2007 for a release in May ’08 and Harrison Ford is, of course, going to star in it. I’m glad that didn’t take far too long to work out and solidify or anything.
Pitchfork Media did a list of their 100 top songs of ’06. You can stream, download or watch the video for each song (depending on what they could provide). Which is kinda cool.
I think we’re too harsh on the year that’s going out. And by “we’re” I mean “y’all”, honestly. I watch it every year. How many years now, go look, have you said that “This last year was kinda sucky (or variations on that theme of suck) but this coming year will be better”?
No slice of 365 days will be perfect. At the end of a slice it will always tend to seem worse than better if you tally it. I suggest breathing, letting it go and generally not giving a fuck about if a given year lived up to some expectation.
Instead? Make sure every DAY counts. Fuck years. They’re too long to work out for you. It’s like the house. The house will always win. Happiness is not an ongoing constant concept. Nor should it be. It simply doesn’t work that way. So sure, on any extended scale the effect will be the same. Reduce the scale. Have a good day. Then have a another one. Focus on the better ends of it instead of the worse.