Holy Crap Hulu

http://www.hulu.com/watch/49587/howard-the-duck

I can kiss my producktivity good bye. Ha ha. Puns.

Sigh...latest obsession.

I hate that kind of art.

From Banksy to Prospect 1 to Airline Highway quicky motel canvases - this city is being converted into a sinking gallery space. Bitchin!

I am way into the idea. And for the record - if someone calls it art - then it is art. Doesn't mean it is good art. Or meaningful art. Or cathartic art. But, it now functions as art. Its kind of like love if you think about it.

Me and Banksy, originally uploaded by Juxtaposedface.

Banksy - one of the more popular Halloween costumes this year.


Airline Highway Quicky Motels


At the Mint. The piano was playing "Strange Fruit".


Also, I just saw "Let The Right One In". It is very pretty and contains some of the most innovative violence I have seen in a long time. And that is saying something. It has also inspired my new band name. "Vampyre Vagyna". Pretty good, right?

I am going to post about art soon. I promise.

But in the meantime!

I should be working on something else.

Soooo awesome.

Don't Stop Believing (or pedaling)

This is me right before the race.

Mike and I kept a pretty brisk pace all things considered. The most I had ever biked at once before the race was 30 miles. So - all things considered - we made good time.

On our ride we saw all of these dead animals: possums, raccoons, a turkey, a turtle, a few kitties, two puppies, a snake, a giant fat nutria (crown jewel), and a scary armadillo. We also saw tons of butterflies and cows.

This is us after the race.

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Mike has also decided to start calling poop plop stink and periods angry sludge. Being out in the sun that long does stuff to your brain.

Thanks for the donations!

Mo' Money

Hey Folks - There is still time to donate! Thanks for everybody that already has. That was bitchin'. But, don't you want to support my brother and I riding 150 miles on our bikes? I mean, what could possibly go wrong?



Donate to Mike

Donate to Me

Donate. Or else!

That's right, 150 miles for MS!

Dear Friends and Family,

The National MS Society is kicking off our annual Bike MS Ride. I am planning to be a part of that event and I am asking you to join me in the fight against MS by making a contribution to support my effort.

The National Multiple Sclerosis Society is dedicated to ending the devastating effects of MS. They simultaneously fund research for a cure while also helping people who currently live with MS lead more fulfilling lives. I believe in the work they do, and I invite you to see for yourself all the good they've done for the MS community. More than 400,000 Americans live with MS, and your support can and will make changes in their lives.

Please help by making a DONATION, large or small - to fight MS, or, why not join me on the day of the event? Become a participant and side by side, as teammates, we can work together to raise the funds to make a difference.

Whatever you can give will help! I greatly appreciate your support and will keep you posted on my progress.

Sincerely,
Shannon

Quarters.

Tomorrow is that big day! Take shelter because my (and twin's) birthday is full of bad luck. Buy me stuff, like dresses and vintage guitars.

Characteristics of quarter-life crisis may include (or THINGS TO LOOK FORWARD TO):

* feeling "not good enough" because one can't find a job that is at one's academic/intellectual level
* frustration with relationships, the working world, and finding a suitable job or career
* confusion of identity
* insecurity regarding the near future
* insecurity concerning long-term plans, life goals
* insecurity regarding present accomplishments
* re-evaluation of close interpersonal relationships
* disappointment with one's job
* nostalgia for university, college, high school or elementary school life
* tendency to hold stronger opinions
* boredom with social interactions
* loss of closeness to high school and college friends
* financially-rooted stress (overwhelming college loans, unanticipatedly high cost of living, etc.)
* loneliness
* desire to have children
* a sense that everyone is, somehow, doing better than you

Bang.

The Large Hadron Collider is getting switched on a 2 am central time tonight. If we all get sucked into a Black Hole I just wanted to say this one last time in case. I love you.

I am a fan.

Phew!

New Orleans is safe! Mom and I are running on day 5 of Cullman, Alabama. Mike and Monica left at 4 am today to check out everything. There is no power, but thankfully no damage. Huzzah!

Ray Nagin isn't so much a politician as he is a "personality". That useless sack of crap should get on Hollywood Squares already.

We return early tomorrow morning. In the meantime - Star Wars and Space Ice Cream from NASA in Huntsville.

Saddle Up.

Most of my family has evacuated to Alabama. We are going to see Helen Keller's house tomorrow, a place she never got to see. Zing. All of my friends and family are getting out of town. That's all that matters.

Still, I can't decide whether I want to puke or cry.

Here is a link to an old song I just recorded in our Best Western hotel room.

Whale Fall


It sums up how I am feeling I suppose.

Filler.

So, a lot has been going on and things are looking pretty good. But, I just feel like blogging about food.

Below is a list of foodstuff that I could eat every single day.

Goji Berries

They are expensive and I blame my friend Chris for first introducing me to them. But, I like the copy on the packaging that says a handful of Goji Berries a day makes Tibetans happy.

Kashi Waffles

Every flavor is delicious and I could eat them at any time of the day. The Blueberry Waffle reminds me of these Carebear waffles we used to eat at my Babysitter's house. Delicious memories.

Coffee

Even though I can't have Intelligentsia or Metropolis anymore - The Herb Import coffee shop near me has bitchin' iced coffee. It also makes my credit card statement look more interesting because it reads "The Herb Import" every day.

Wheat Bagels

So warm. So full of bread.

Non-Fat Vanilla Yogurt

Freeze it and you have ice-cream. I am eating you right now.

Bananas

Please, don't go extinct. I'll live in the Seed Vault if I have to.

Sparkling Water

Its' like I am drinking soda. But, its water. Psyche, body!

**BONUS**

Vosges Chocolate Bar

The Goji Bar with pink salt is sooooo good. But, I can't get it down here. :(

Yay!

New Hero

I saw The Dark Knight twice this weekend. Words are not enough to describe how much I loved it, so I will just quote the Joker in regard to this film, "You complete me."

So, I was an Extra for two days in The Dark Knight. Gary Oldman is taller than expected and dreamy. Christian Bale is an Adonis. And walking up and down the street over and over for twelve hours a day while Bruce Wayne races a Lamborghini past you is actually more rewarding than retail and corporate life. Combined.




In those two days an extra had a bloody seizure, an assistant director expressed unabashed relief that it wasn't me who had the seizure because I was "super cute", the Lamborghini crashed into a Gotham cop car, and I got to watch Commissioner Gordon and Bruce Wayne exchange witty dialogue. I also got to see Christopher Nolan direct the crap out of this movie. It is official, the man gets a spot on my Hero Roster.

I shook his hand and asked him if he was using parts from Alan Moore's The Killing Joke for any of the plot, to which he replied, "Not completely, but it is definitely an influence." I just squealed, "Awesome!" And thanked him.




I am a blur to the right of the screen wearing a tan trench coat and blue shirt when the Commish and Batman are talking. I hope I don't get type casted as a blur, because I was THAT good.

So sad.

So tragic.

All Things Go

All Things Go, originally uploaded by Juxtaposedface.

While in Chicago I walked around a haunted Logan Square by myself, saw a play about twins and a mysterious elephant at Chopin, met Warren Ellis and Max Brooks, ate Shannon Pizza, ran to Humboldt Park, got to hold a pooping baby Charlie Hanna, pet several pugs with Megan, looked at paintings in the Art Institute, drank Intelligentisa till there was a hole in my stomach, lost in a game of Apples to Apples to my friend Ling who is really a witch, sang to Tori Amos on my way to a comic book convention, saw Cursive amidst a crowd of cute grown up children and fireflies, ate a Kuma Burger while my brother sang “Running with the Devil” (twice), high fived a bartender at Hungry Brain, saw The Hulk at the Logan Square movie theater for $3, sang to Bob Dylan with Nick and Robin in a cab, danced to Kate Bush, watched a lot of The Simpsons Season 2, finally bought the final trade for Y: The Last Man, did not get or give a back rub with Erin, watched The Mist while talking about werewolves at The California Clipper, danced to The Misfits with Andy’s dog Reina, ate Chipotle with the siblings, and made plans for a bitchin’ vision quest. And more.

My Greatest Contribution...

...is finding this swimming pool. One thing that I missed about Chicago was free access to swimming pools all across the city. New Orleans used to have beautiful public pools - or so my parents told me. Well, one of them still exists. It sits to the right of the Audubon Zoo. The Mississippi blows a refreshing breeze and you are only a short bike ride to Williams Plum Street Sno Ball.



Summer has been saved, praise whatever serpent god you worship.

Unfortunately, I can't move right now. I was trying to lift heavy stones for my mom's backyard. I lifted like they told me to on Always Sunny in Philadelphia. Use all of my back and snap up.
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I am watching episodes where Charlie hurts himself. I am thinking it might make me feel better.



And then I am going to read The Gunslinger - gearing up for an awesome summer.

Shhh. Just watch this.

I really want you to watch this video too.

MGMT- Electric Feel
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It is perfect.

Update

Hi Everybody!

Things have been really busy as usual. I have been doing some substituting and working with this program called New Orleans Outreach. I get to see the wee ones performing acts of Poetry, Martial Arts, Yoga and African Dance. Almost all of the kids I work with are bigger than me. I think they think I am a Child Spy.

The students and teachers I work with are generally awesome. The students are just out of control cute. Most days they blow my mind with how insightful and bright they are.

Only downside is they talk a lot of trash when they play me in Tether Ball.



In other news - my mom is sprouting hair and going out to bars at night. Holy Crap!

I am also bracing myself for the summer heat. When I ride my bike here, all forms of dust, debris, and bugs stick to me - so I never feel clean.



It will be nice to ride in good ol' Critical Mass next week in a cooler climate. See you soon Chi-town.

Pugsley Ram Juneau

1994-2008

Me and My Arrow

I have spent the entire day Eulogizing one of the greatest monsters to ever walk the earth. Pugsley Ram Juneau went to Heaven today.

Pugsley had become completely incontinent and could not stand without one of us physically lifting him up. His back legs stopped working and he was peeing something that looked like egg yolk. We took him to the Vet today hoping for the best and fearing the worst.

Not before stopping at the Magic Window so he could have Hash Browns.



His endorsement beats Iron Man's.

Our Vet and us all tearfully decided that Pugsley has been in too much pain and his medication was no longer helping. He went with a stomach full of greasy fast food, surrounded by a cadre of tearful adorers, and in hazy blissed out fog. There is a huge Pug shaped hole is my heart right now.

Chief Blood Orange Satsuma Ugly Fruit Kumquat - You Will Be Missed.

The Horror

I have been meaning to say something about Doomsday.




I think my dad said it best, "That move should win an Academy Award for the Awesome category." I agree.

I also saw The Ruins this weekend.




It was perfect and surprisingly realistic.

And now that I am addicted to Youtube - a video by my favorite kind of people - art students in New York.

Magical

I Can Never Feel Sad Again

Because THIS exists. Ever.

Can't Wait!

Oh Apollo...

Twinventures

Shannon, originally uploaded by Juxtaposedface.

More to come!

Weapons

People are just People

Megan and I had the honor of seeing Christian Bale's Step Mother speak at Tulane last week.




Gloria Steinem was absurdly charming and inspiring. From talking about the painful metamorphosis of a caterpillar into a butterfly to the lie that is "Post-Feminism" - I was pretty much glued to my seat. How could Feminism be dead if what it sought to accomplish has not yet come to pass? Women's Health Care inequities came up over and over.

Speaking of Women's Health - on our way home Megan got a flat tire on her bike. We were right next to our old high school, St. Mary's Dominican. It wasn't the best of neighborhoods to night bike ride in.

We walked up to S. Carrolton. Megan joked that we should go to the Notre Dame Seminary (priest school) near by and ask for help. To which I replied, "Awesome! Yes! But, you have to ask."

So, there was Megan with braided pigtails walking up to this building below late at night.



The priests were a little confused and weary about our presence at their doorstep, but were just the same, happy to load up our bikes into the back oftheir Suburban and take us home Good Samaritan style.

Father Mike asked us where were we coming from.

"A Feminist lecture," I replied.

"Feminist, eh? I hope it was the good kind of Feminism."

Megan chimed in, "All Feminism is good."

Father Mike furrowed his brow,"Well, you know, not all "isms" are good."

I said, "Certainly! Nazism. Racism. Sexism. Agism. I agree Father, there are lots of bad isms."

Oh, comedy.

Two priests drove us home and we talked about Lent and the challenges the church has had to face since the storm down here. Father Mike worked at a hospice.

When we were at our door Father Mike yelled out from his White Suburban, "You two shouldn't ride your bikes late at night around that neighborhood!"

I Don't Have to Wait for Summer - For My Northern Friends

I should go see them at South by Southwest.

Fart Party

The twins have a new obsession.

New Orleans Critical Mass

Megan and I partook in Critical Mass on Friday evening. It meets in front of St. Louis Cathedral on the last Friday of the month at 6:00 pm and gets rolling around 6:30 pm. It felt really good to ride up Carrollton with a gang of fellow bikers who could shield you from traffic if need be.

So, if you like to bike and want a safer New Orleans come out next Critical Mass! Can't you see it?? A skinnier city with less crime and bike lanes EVERYWHERE. It sounds like a Hotopia.

So True

Physical Therapy

Sandra Rae destroys.

Reach For The Stars!

So, I bought the Alan Moore documentary. It was $60. I have great, great ambitions.

TheGreenPartiers.jpg, originally uploaded by Juxtaposedface.

Also, I will be training to have a show at WTUL for the next couple of weeks. It will be from 4-6 on Thursday afternoons unless my schedule changes. That is 91.5 FM. I be bringing the fattest beats. I think I will post my setlists up here.

I have a love / hate relationship with College Radio. Mostly love though. I mean c'mon! That is Jella Biafra and Welsey Willis! Those two are what college is all about. And for some reason or another all of the new friends I have made since collge did college radio. Spooky.

OMG!

Much thanks to my brother for finding this. I have been searching for it since November 2006. Feast.

The Mindscape of Alan Moore

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What I miss about Chicago most.

All the movies the Windy City gets to have. New Orleans doesn't get em' all. There Will Be Blood and Persepolis have not even come here yet. WTF? :(

Ahhh well. It is warm here. Suck on that Chicago.



I did get to see The Orphanage last night. I cried my brains out. Sure there are some plot holes - but it is a story about ghosts. They fill said holes with ecto-plasm and dread.

Happy New Year

Now that is what I call a good ol' fashioned Book Burning. I brought Harry Potter because it has Magic., originally uploaded by Juxtaposedface.