DID YOU EVER SEE A PANDA SNEEZE?

It’s Saturday. We got through Friday 13th. It’s time for silliness. (Click here.)

OR HULDUFOLK?

The nation of Iceland, now without an economy, is concentrating on their Icelandic elves…

“The huldufólk are thought to live in another dimension, invisible to most. They build their homes inside rocks and on craggy hillsides, and they seem to favor lava formations. The port town of Hafnarfjördur, near Reykjavík, is thought to have a particularly large settlement of elves—as well as other mystical beings like dwarves (who also fit under the broad category of huldufólk). According to local clairvoyants, the huldufólk royal family lives at the base of a cliff in that town. Elf-spotting is an intergenerational phenomenon in Iceland, although more children than adults report seeing huldufólk. Indeed, it's thought that many who are born clairvoyant lose the ability after the age of 8 or so. Furthermore, it's not just Icelanders who have this capacity—theoretically, anyone, from any country, can have the power to communicate with elves. Clairvoyants see elves year-round, sometimes in their own backyards, but Christmas Eve and New Year's Eve.” (Click for more.)

The secret word is Illusion

PROLETARIAT PINUP #9

“Always remember the words of the immortal Che – ‘At the risk of seeming ridiculous, let me say that the true revolutionary is guided by a great feeling of love. It is impossible to think of a genuine revolutionary lacking this quality.’”

OUR WHACKY UNCLE BILL

Mr. Dylan comes walking through the park in his new boots. Uncle Bill decides he doesn’t want to see Mr. Dylan and uses an ancient Hopi invocation to become invisible.

And talking of Mr. Dylan, our pal Michael Simmons has posted an advance heads up on a new album on the Mojo blog. Not as exciting as it might have been in 1966, but still significant that Old Bob can keep popping out tunes. (Click here.)

TO THE SINGULARITY?

I just posted the following on Face Book…

“After just a week and half of being on Face Book, I suddenly find the format has changed. This seems to be uncomfortably like Blogger and many other online systems that also change templates and formats with what seems to be irrational abandon. My heightened sense of what’s-wrong-with-this-picture (some call it my famous paranoia) wonders if were being evaluated or softened up for something.”

SOMETIMES IN THE DEAD OF NIGHT...

...only the oblique makes sense.

The secret word is Tomorrow

AS THE WORLD GOES TO HELL IT WILL SMELL OF WILLIAM SHATNER

Our pal Lost Jimmy sent this over with the question “are these for real.” To which I can but reply, “I fear they are.”

“Genki Wear, known for its licensed science fiction jewelry and perfumes, has produced what might be the most unusual Star Trek product ever: Star Trek colognes and perfume based on the original 1960s television show. In our latest look at Trek’s big Spring Collection, TrekMovie has all the exclusive first details and images on this unique addition to the pantheon of Star Trek merchandise.”

Sadly there’s no image for this one

"Pon FarrThe most risqué titled of the new Star Trek fragrances is "Ponn Farr" which is a perfume designed to "drive him wild." It should only be used once every seven years (okay, that isn’t true). Named for the Vulcan mating ritual first introduced in the episode "Amok Time," this perfume is one of the newly designed products meant to appeal to female fans. More details and an image on Ponn Farr will be available soon." (Click here for more of this nonsense.)

Will someone please beam me out of here?

SHAMELESS EGO

Our friends at Ugly Things sent me a vintage interview that I did for Your Flesh magazine back in 1997. (When things made more sense and the future seemed viable.) Now it’s been posted on the mag’s archive site along with this rather cool picture by my friend Wendy. (Click here if you want to read it.)

The secret word is Me

...BEFORE THEY EAT YOU

“Obviously welfare is for the wealthy. We know how to handle money so much better than you six-pack peons.”

Republicans are making ugly noise all over my TV, plainly demonstrating with their discredited, free-market, Obama-must-fail, idiot babble they have absolutely no agenda except loudly and doggedly to protect the wealth of the wealthy and corporate profits. I have heard the argument “that tax cuts must be given to the rich because they are the ones who create the jobs” until my stomach turns. The rich have a Bush-era history of creating jobs. In China, India, Mexico, and the Philippines, but back in USA? Forget about it.

The secret word is Absurdity

PRIDE AND PREDATOR????

I hardly believe this, but it was in Variety…
“Elton John's Rocket Pictures hopes to make the first Jane Austen adaptation to which men will drag their girlfriends. Will Clark is set to direct "Pride and Predator," which veers from the traditional period costume drama when an alien crash lands and begins to butcher the mannered protags, who suddenly have more than marriage and inheritance to worry about.” (Click here for more.)

THE ADVICE OF THE MIGHTY MONK

“Just because you’re not a drummer doesn’t mean you don’t have to keep time.” Such are the words of the great Thelonious Sphere Monk, words good for both a band and the whole wide world. Monk wrote the above memo in 1960, which was then photographed by Steve Lacy (and sent to us by Munz.) That’s Monk who could play opposing melodies with each had. That’s Monk who swallowed a handful of acid and asked for more. That’s Monk who should be heeded.

The secret word is Fifth

...AND SINCE IT'S A BEBOP SUNDAY (and the clocks moved forward)

“So when does this economic crisis end, for fucksake?”