I Sabotaged Myself

A good friend tipped me off on this: To celebrate the remastered re-release of Ill Communication, the Beastie Boys have put together a fun tool that gives you sunglasses, a cop mustache, and a cop name to go along with it. You too can be like Crunchy (aka Deputy Mojito), as seen above. He looks dangerous as a motherf’er. I’ve seen him throw a pimp down two flights of stairs.

Comic Book Cities: Architects Journal UK takes a look at comic book cities — how they are often reflections of their protagonists, foils or mirror images.
Living in Metropolis looks pretty boring. Gotham sounds a lot more exciting, although you’d probably get mugged more often. BUT it would be much easier to buy crack.
I sort of miss the dog now.
Fake Steve Jobs is back and he’s bad-ass. Neither fake pancreatic cancer nor a fake liver transplant can keep our favorite fake CEO down.
Yesterday he stood on Google’s motherfuckin’ head with his critique of their upcoming OS strategy.
“People are starting to realize that Google is not their friend, and that all this “free stuff” from Google is not about a) philanthropy, or b) keeping Microsoft honest, but really about c) helping Google gain even more control over what you do on the Internet.”
The question is, what is Google’s number one goal? It’s going to eventually have to (or maybe it already has???) choose between “Not being evil” and “Making money”, though in order to do the latter you’re definitely going to have to get your hands dirty with the former.






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