Guess who hop

Guess Who from Kirsten Lepore on Vimeo.

I guess there's just something about hip-hop remixed with childhood nostalgia and brilliance.

Also from the same filmmaker is the sweetest story ever told by food... and the hottest cupcake/gourd sex scene on film. Seriously, watch it.


"Sweet Dreams" (2007) from Kirsten Lepore on Vimeo.

So cuddly, yet so lonely

Hipster Runoff named this, "The Electroest Couple Alive."

I don't think this couple has good communication in their relationship. She looks utterly indifferent to anything but bright colors and whiskey, and he has clothed himself in comfort objects, eyes pleading to the camera, "When will I have the love I deserve?"

This must symbolize the erosion of the human interface platform by different types of media.

That's okay. Because I think all I really need is Dinosaur Comics. I'll see you there, after I get back from human interfacing in Denver this weekend.

Childhood reading

I loved the Redwall books when I was a kid.

This reminded me of my favorite warrior mouse in literature. I think my brother and I named our hamster after another Redwall character, Mariel. Mariel drowned in the basement. I was blamed for allowing her to escape from her cage. I still feel guilty. (If it had been a dog it wouldn't have happened, why couldn't we ever have a dog?)

Now I'm reading If on a winter's night a traveler, by Italo Calvino. I like it quite a lot.

Commons love

Bookplate from the Brooklyn Museum

I'm still in love with Flickr Commons.

I'm still loving Michelle Obama.

I also love winter squash and summer squash and nice earrings.

OBAMA!

This morning, I did not wake up to feelings of anxiety and disappointment. A turning point in my political life - measured optimism for the presidency. Obama won!

I watched the election at a friend's house. He brought his big flat-screen TV outside and had a keg and set up lawn chairs. It was like tailgating the election. I got a mosquito bite on my forehead. We watched the coverage on Comedy Central with Stewart & Colbert when the flashy, confusing graphics and over-the-top maps on cable news got to be too much. It was comedy. So when Jon Stewart called it for Obama, after the West Coast came in, no one quite believed him. We all looked at each other. Is this for real? we asked ourselves. It was only 10pm (CT)! Was it really over? I mean, it's a national election and voting is a messy process. The American people have to have a contested state, a recall, or at least some chads hanging around. We need that.

But holy cow, it was true. McCain gave a very gracious speech, then flip to Chicago, where I had seen the tents set up this weekend, on the way to the Field Museum. The political commentators back on MSNBC pointed out that there were black people in the crowd. And the nation suddenly got a lot more diverse.

I think it only hit me when Obama walked out with his family. Because, gosh darn it, I love Michelle Obama. She is so awesome. I feel giddy when I imagine her in the White House. No, seriously, could she be more awesome? I don't know! I feel like she could! And that would be more awesome!


I'm just really, really happy that there will be a smart, strong woman in the White House to be a visible role model. I mean, think. Michelle Obama in the White House..... Cindy McCain in the White House.... big difference. What Barack Obama will be able to do as president versus what John McCain would have done as president? Not so clear.

Pictures of real dead things

This weekend I went on a whirlwind trip to Chicago, the great city of the Midwest. We spent most of our time with Marshall's family, and I got to tell my "babykilling ant nanny" story a bunch of times. People love that one, and it makes me seem interesting.

The one thing I can say I saw in Chicago was the Field Museum. I'd been to the Field Museum a couple of years ago, when I drove cross-country to school. I was super psyched at the prospect of seeing Sue again.

Sue gets invited to more black-tie museum benefits in death than in life (scientists believe). That night, she would be attending a gala for excellence in Illinois masonry.

The Field Museum has a lot of stuffed animals. These furry rodents were involved in mortal combat - wait! It's too late! They're already dead! And one is forever placed in an indecent, and unflattering position!

Dead things can also be aesthetically pleasing.

Marshall eats the last of the passenger pigeons.

We spent a lot of time in the Natural Disasters exhibit. It's pretty awesome of how museums have become so much more than, as Marshall put it, "putting some shit in a box." We jumped up and down to measure our seismic impact! We created our own volcanoes and watched them grow and explode! We stood in the middle of a tornado! Like the real thing, but on screens, in a museum, and not dangerous. The only thing the exhibit was lacking was a taxidermized critter or two. Gotta have it.