the one with shoes

November 30, 2010

So there was that one time I was perusing the internets

(did you know they have that on computers now?)

and came across this:

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Yep. Facebook and twitter shoes from Adidas. Say whaaaaat?

Well say it I’ll wait. No really say it!

I’ll take your word that you said it. Now as ridiculous as the shoes are they are kind of sweet. Anyshoes it got me thinking what would be more entertaining? What other web themed shoes could there be? So I came up with some stuff.

(Yeah you got to deal with my horrid paint shop stuff. The fact that it is so horribly done is the best part. I know it looks like a blind epileptic angry chicken did it. All for you people.)

First up: The Youporn.com shoe.

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and then the 2 girls 1 cup shoe:

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the one where I get recappy again

July 26, 2010

Just as I mildly and lovingly poke fun of the Monday weekend updates I find myself on the verge of doing a second consecutive one. I still didn’t do anything fancy enough to really warrant a recap but that is what makes it funny, no?

Probably not.

Our adventure starts on Thursday because it can. As I’ve said a few times (I think?) since being laid off most days blur into one another. Basically my week consists of three days now: Monday, Friday and Sunday.

Jimi’s unemployment week study guide:

Monday registers for 2 reasons: I file my weekly claim for unemployment and Monday Night Raw (Wrestling comes on)

Friday: Because the wife is all “I’m soo glad it’s the weekend” This day is also known as the start of the ‘often having to wear pants period’

Sunday: The wife says “I don’t want to go back to work tomorrow.” This is also the beginning of the “not having to put pants on period.”

Anypantless back to Thursday. The Three Shillelaghs headed over to the Cinematheque for the Marx Brothers Monkey Business. This was the movie that brought the wife over to the good side when it comes to The Marx Brothers. It also I believe cemented her love for Harpo.

What’s not to love?

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Honk. Honk.

This newfound enjoyment of the Marx Brothers has spawned a possible Halloween costume. We could be the three Marx Brothers. Wifey: Harpo. Lindsay: Groucho and Me: Karl.

I’m not explaining that joke. You either get it or can Google that shit.

Friday night the wifey and I had dinner at her dad’s house. It was a good time and delicious dinner as usual. From there we headed over to the movie theatre to watch ‘Inception’ I saw three people I use to work with and 1 of them actually tried to talk to me which you know sucked. After an appropriate amount of jokes about having our minds being blown and the previews we enjoyed the movie-thoroughly.

Can I just say ‘The Town’ with Ben Affleck looks painfully bad?

Saturday I got to go back to my no pants wearing for most of the day. I relaxed at home and worked on some writing and what not. The wife spent some time with her mom and sis. That night we went to see BOOBIES! We went to Touch Supper Club to see some Burlesque.

Or as it was saved in my calendar: TATAS!

I should have taken some pics but it was a good time and there were lots of boobies! Big and naked ones! Wooo! Okay I’m done. I won’t really go into too much detail about the show cus the wife is going to review it. I will say the venue left a lot to be desired. It was tiny (That’s what she said!) and cramped and not run too smoothly.

Sunday was a nice lazy (mostly) Sunday with the wife. We lounged on the couch drinking coffee and reading together. After that we headed to the store and then again over to her dad’s house. Now since both he and her step mom are retired they got involved with the local Democrat movement. The wife (as am I) is happy about this because they wanted to do something and stay active. This led though to the wife roping me into some stuff. She agreed to help them do some canvassing. Which you know could suck and all that. Perhaps a longer post will come about that because it was definitely interesting.

From there we ran off to scott’s (clevoplanner) for a “tweetup”/ house warming bbq. It was a good time to just sit outside and chat with people. A beer in hand is always a good thing. We got to meet some people we’ve talked to on twitter. It was a good time—never going to complain when I’m surrounded by a whole lot of lovely chicks. There were more people not from twitter there and it was funny how things shaped up:

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There was a hilarious separation between the two sets. Yes that picture confirms that all tweeters look alike.

All in all a good weekend.

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The one where I get leopardy or

July 1, 2010

You know learn about art.

A brief disclaimer before we begin. I went into this hoping to write a neat little write up of it. I did.
No seriously. Look:

Dear awesome chick I know who works at the Art Museum,

“hey is it cool to bring my camera to the lecture? I thought I’d blog about it so like to snap a few shots.”

See. Ms. Jackson my intentions were good and if I could go back in time to write a more serious one I probably still wouldn’t. What can I say I am who I am? I do want to state for the record no matter what you read below this point (if you read) I thoroughly enjoyed the lecture. It was very interesting and well done. Constantine Petridis, curator of African Art, gave the lecture and I mean no disrespect at all.
I mean no disrespect because the first note I have on the actual lecture was this:

He really reminds me of the character from Ghost Busters II. You know Dr. Janosz Poha? Janosz is the guy who gets possessed by the spirit of Vigo the Carpathian. This guy:

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Of course because I kept seeing him as Janosz lead to two continual thoughts running through my head.

1. I can’t possibly include it in my write up. 2. I wonder if I can get him to say “Soon, the city will be mine and Vigo’s… mainly Vigo’s.” after the lecture.

I almost convinced myself to do it too. Think he would have punched me? Anysequel he spoke very eloquently about the piece and was very thoughtful. He added some bits (and attempts) at humor but that really just enforced the thoughts from above. I did also have this other note written:

“he says ‘unit’ a lot. Tee hee.”

Yes tee hee was actually part of the note.On that note let us really dive on in. Ready kiddies?

It of course was held at the amazing Cleveland Museum of Art. Check them out at that link and or follow them on twitter here. It has been under construction for what seems like forever but there are new galleries open and they look awesome. We get a lot of crap from places but I will say this: Our Art Museum is still free so suck on it bitches.

We arrived at about 6:40 and entered the building. Now I knew the lecture but not where it was being given. The wifey asked the gaggle of security people—do you use gaggle for security people?—she asked them where it was. Bear in mind they were old. It went mostly like this (note anything in parenthesis may not have actually happened):

Securityoldie1: Whaa? LECTURE? (In my day a lecture meant you were in trouble!) You know of a LECTURE? (You know lass in my day we walked 100 miles in the snow and broken glass to get to lectures and on time)
Securityoldie2: No I don’t know anything about lectures.
Securityoldie3: I’m not sure. (If I should be hanging out with these fellas) Ask the desk.
Securityoldie1: Oh yes it is in the African Exhibits. (Damn kids)
Securityoldie1-3: (Get off our lawns!)

We ran from them without are baseball because they told us one more time and it was theirs. Maybe our friend can borrow his dad’s Babe Ruth Baseball.

Bam! Dropping a Sandlot reference on you right there. I just cracked a huge knowledge egg on you bitches.

So we go down (yeah baby) and then through the back halls and up the escalator and around the corners. After we left grandma’s house (and back through the woods) we went to the African exhibits. Where there was nobody. We walked around. Found Morgan Freeman posing as a CMA security guy and he said he didn’t know of it. Pointed us back to the African Art section and there we stood perplexed as the clocked ticked on to 7.

[Insert Benny Hill chase scene here.] Incidentally that note in my book made me download the Benny Hill theme as my ringtone. I’m impressionable.

AnyYaketySax as we stood there near the Stool (bahahah) we realized that the dude giving the lecture was up there too. How did we know? Well he told someone he’s from “The upper vest side” that he knew that they weren’t late because he was the one giving the lecture and that it was downstairs in the lecture hall. Wow a lecture in a lecture hall—who would have thunk? We’re smart!

[Cue Benny Hill chase again]

So the lecture was on African art and specifically: King Kamga’s Leopard Stool.

I’ll pause while you giggle because you just read stool. Oh is that just me? Fine. This is the actual description of the stool (haha I know at least Carissa is laughing with me. High five Carissa!) from their site:

In its homeland in the Cameroon Grassfields this leopard stool is a symbol of high rank and once belonged to the royal treasure. Imported glass beads from Venice and Bohemia were the exclusive property of the king and his retinue, while leopard imagery was reserved for the prestige arts at the royal court. After it was photographed at the feet of its last African owner, King Kamga II of Bandjoun, this stool was brought back by Father Frank Christol to France where it remained hidden in a private collection for more than half a century.

I could use the camera but the room was way too dark without the flash so I made these for you:

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Shown: Seats (Bottom) Screen (left) King Kamga’s Stool (bahaha) (in screen) Janosz and Podium (right)

And this:

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Shown: Screen w/ Cameroon Grassland Map (Left) and Crazy guy (will make an appearance later and his crazy hair (bottom Right)

It was all very interesting. I found it fascinating. He talked about how some of the stuff (such as the Leopard stool) was not originally as highly valued. Apparently the collectors felt the wooden stuff was more expressive than art that was made with beads and etc. I think they are all amazing and very much expressive. The stools made wonderful use of wood, textile and beads.

This one was a traveling stool (though still very large and heavy.) The Leopard was used metaphorically and figuratively (yay redundancy!) The King’s had dual roles both religious and Royal (law). The Leopard represented leadership. The stools were seen as protective as much as useful. The defender would morph into/under the guise of a leopard seeking out trouble and evil doers. Sort of like Darkwing Duck but you not a duck, and nothing like that at all.

Anyletsgetdangerous he kept it short but very informative. He was friendly and answered questions from the audience. The audience wasn’t as big as I had hoped it would be and the questions were mostly lame. This leads me to the crazy hair guy. He was interested in the part where Janosz had mentioned that beaded artifacts weren’t as valuable. He wanted to know if he (the speaker) felt that he (and the CMA) were pioneers in the showing of these artifacts. What he asked was:

“do you feel that because it’s sort of under the radar that you come in like a thief and get the good stuff”

What??

Anyawkwardness he didn’t know how to respond and then went on to explain some of the process of how things get shown and what not. That was interesting too. There are more lectures in the series. If interested check here. I know we’ll be back.

Things in my notes but not mentioned used here:

How it pre dates Christianity (like Joan Rivers)
Boobies! (A slide had a woman with her boobs exposed!)
How a headdress was like the Decepticon Soundwave.
Here is that note: The headdress can be folded in to protect the feathers while not performing. Awesome the headdress is sort of like a Transformer. Yeah like Soundwave except not a robot, no gun and doesn’t turn into a sweet boom box.
The early beads were pretty plain. Just red white and blue.
America Fuck Yeah!

I’ll leave you with some pictures of King Kamga’s Stool:

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And then me plotting:

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