MIGHT AS WELL LEAP, GO AHEAD AND LEAP! Hearse humor, Icelandic pop & roll, Angelina’s gam, the problems with PETA, the Mitt-sale, Cooking with Poo!, the very terrible toll air conditioners have taken on our political process and loads more.
FEBRUARY’S PENULTIMATE DAY: Want some FUN.? Got it! Want to know how wrestling goes down in Kinshasa? Of course you do. Want to see an excellent monster movie? For sure. That’s just part of what’s waiting for you, along with a political puss, some surfer pups, a couple knuckleheads, a certified genius and a couple scary toddlers. Dive in. Click through. Get lost.
YES PLEASE:
I think I just fell in love with a motorcycle. Oh sure, it’s not what some guys would even consider a real motorcycle. Where are the fat tires and the thick exhaust pipe? Most mid-lfe crisis Harley dreamers woudn’t give this a second glance. But I love the classic look. This new uber-fuel efficient ride from Yamaha (called the Moegi) is based on the company’s very first model from 1955. Only this beauty is completely updated for this era of $4 per gallon gas. You can read more about it over here. And feel free to help reduce Mr. Nanigans’s carbon footprint by picking one up for him if you feel so inclined. That would be diggity.
PHOTO-STREAM OF THE DAY:
Belgian photographer Colin Delfosse traveled to the Democratic Republic of Congo to document their particularly colorful brand of wrestling. Wrestler come to matches with their own brass bands. Witchcraft is not uncommon. Get the story and see more of the characters here. Fascinating.
U.S.S. CHEYENNE? Wyoming is preparing for the zombie apocalypse. They want their own army, currency AND aircraft carrier. I am not even making this up. Thank you for making Idaho seem a little less crazy.
I rewatched Monsters over the weekend. This indie-flick about life after an invasion is a great example of a well crafted movie that looks way bigger than the budget used to make it. Good story. Solid acting. Terrific attention to detail. And, most importantly for a monster movie, believable special effects. It’s available for immediate streaming on Netflix.
SHENANIGANS: At some point, this kind of nonsense could very well prevent a certain someone from being elected President of these United States. For reals. This is so completely distasteful.
MONDAYS COME WAY TOO SOON: Ugh. You need a diversion and The Nanigans is up to the challenge. Today, excellence in marketing and photography, WTF’s from SF and Brazil, modern moonshiners, last meals, last chances, implants and longings and more. Yup…this oughta do the trick.
SO THIS HAPPENED OF THE DAY: Somewhere in San Francisco there is an insurance claims adjuster who has his work cut out for him. This is not really safe for work. But also, wow. Just…wow.Things like this don’t happen where I live and I don’t know if that’s a good thing or not.
MOONSHINE GETS A REBOOT: In Cocke County, Tennessee moonshiners get a rehabilitated reputation. Today they’re called “Microdistillers” and they are now embraced by the authorities who used to bust them up.
SPACEBALLS: Unidentified spheres are falling from the sky with mysterious innards and Pravda is there with the story. Yes, Pravda is still around. But, to the point…what the hell are these things?
GOOGLE KNOWS EVERYTHING…and you might not want them to. Before they institute their new policy that tracks everything you peep on the net to use for their advertisers (more than they do already?!?), the Electronic Frontier Foundation strongly suggests you scrub you Google browsing history this week. It takes a moment but they seem to think you’ll be better off.
AERIAL MISADVENTURE OF THE DAY: This is what it’s like to crash into a mountain at 120 miles per our. There are times when I wish had a more adventurous sense of adventure. And then there are times when I am perfectly content watching this kind of stuff from the sidelines.
YOU’RE GOING TO NEED MORE BUTTER: Meet Rocky, as big as a three year old, with claws large enough to sever an adult’s arm.
TODAY’S INGREDIENTS INCLUDE: Historical Deja Vu, dappered pusses, synchronized expressions, desirable headgear, the perils of hate, scamming the scammers and loads more.
WE’VE BEEN HERE BEFORE: It would seem that we have forgotten our past.
FOR EVERY ACTION…there is an equal and opposite re-action. There are consequences for hate. Are we seeing the beginnings of the Gay Uprising? Personally, I can’t wait.
YOUR MIDWEEK FIX: When cows come calling, when frogs get freaky, when politicians say stupid stuff and when you are you’re own worst enemy. PLUS…Google vision, melted hips, competitive tummies, and lots more.
PIGMENTATIONALLY CHALLENGED: I shall name him Edgar.
GOOGLE GOGGLES: Once again technology catches up with science fiction. Some people claim these are going to be the next smart phones.Call me skeptical.
GET FAT: Just don’t eat the plastic baby. Ever wonder how a tiger got its stripes? How much a real Death Star would cost? What every guy must have in their corner? Want to see a cabin in a most unexpected place? Or the perils of texting and walking? All of that and more is waiting for you in today’s Nanigans!
MARDI GRAS WEB CAM: Want to catch the action on Bourbon Street? Here you go!
THEORETICAL EXPENDITURE OF THE DAY: Some intrepid Star Wars fans at Lehigh University calculated the cost of a real world Death Star. The Emperor has more bank than you.
IT WAS ONLY A MATTER OF TIME:Pong beer. It’s a light brew, natch. For the record, Mr. Nanigans opts to spend his disposable beer calories on something, erm, more sophisticated.
NOT SO SWEET: There are many reasons to avoid artificial sweeteners, here’s the latest. Ladies, this one is directed at you. There’s a Santorum joke in there somewhere.
This right here is pretty cool. A rustic cabin now graces the outside wall of the Hotel Des Arts in downtown San Francisco. Manifest Destiny is an “off-site” installation courtesy of artists Jenny Chapman and Mark Reigelman. Well done.
HERE’S TO YOU GEORGE WASHINGTON: Whether you got the day off or are trudging through a typical Monday, The Nanigans will keep the world at bay for a good spell.
THE END OF CIVILIZATION: This is surely one of the signs.
“I have spent my life judging the distance between American reality and the American dream… What was done to our country was wrong and unpatriotic and un-American and nobody has been held to account… There is a real patriotism underneath the best of my music but it is a critical, questioning and often angry patriotism.”
WE TAKE CARE OF OUR OWN:
THERE ARE TWO KINDS OF PEOPLE IN THIS WORLD*: Those who own swords and those who don’t. These are their stories.
RECOMMENDED: I finally saw this movie over the weekend. It features a tip-of-the-hat to one of my favorite movies from my youth. The performances are really terrific. The special effects are impressive. But nothing matters if there isn’t a good story, and this one has got it.
THEN THERE’S THIS: If you subscribe to the sentiments expressed above, you need to read this (unless you don’t mind eating duck feathers, sand, wood, plastic, petroleum products, fertilizer, beetle juices and more).
MOVIE TRAILER OF THE DAY: Have you heard about the movie about street gangs who settle their turf war scores by playing a dance dance revolution-esque video game? You have now. Warning: they are street gangs. They speak accordingly.
SHORT FILM OF THE DAY: Cost of Living – On patrol inside a monster factory, a discussion of memory and Nebraska, with copious amounts of f-bombs and bad fake blood. Awesome.
SISYPHUSTIAN EFFORT OF THE DAY:This is more or less the person version of that song “High Hopes” about the little ant and the rubbertree plant. Except, uh, I suspect this person is not quite right. Then again, there’s this. And not to worry, the adventurous little guy was no worse for wear.
QUOTE OF THE DAY: Newark, N.J. Mayor Cory Booker in response to a question about referendums on marriage equality.
Dear God, we should not be putting civil rights issues to a popular vote to be subject to the sentiments, the passions of the day. No minority should have their rights subject to the passions and sentiments of the majority. This is a fundamental bedrock of what our nation stands for.
Mark Lanegan possesses one of my favorite voices in rock and roll. The Screaming Trees were, to me, far more interesting that their Seattle contemporaries. And a good deal of that was due to Lanegan’s unique dichotomy: his gravely, sage voice and a knack for a hook that left one sad yet so rewarded.
“The Gravedigger’s Son” is the first single from Lanegan’s new album. I admit that I haven’t paid attention to the records he has done with Isobel Campbell (former member of Belle and Sebastion), so I wasn’t expecting this. I wasn’t really expecting anything but this was certainly about the last of whatever expectations I didn’t have. This is relevant to my interests. This is musically muscular. This is a tip of the hat to Queens of the Stone Age (a band he has sung for) and early 4AD records. And his voice? Better than ever. This is something. Plus the video is creepily cool.
The Mark Lanegan band have just released Blues Funeral. I expect to buy mine shortly.