street art from around the globe.

Origin unknownThe Suburbs of Adelaide, South Australia
The Streets of Los Angeles, CA

I found these ones particularly intriguing. See more.
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stumble into clarity

Awhile back I blogged about my take on finding money while in a public setting. There is no doubt that I share that idea with many others and that it is not only applied to money or any other possessions in which we find comfort or security. I've been thinking about it a lot in recent days. It seems almost cliché but at the same time rooted in a survival mechanism and completely ingrained in society. It's a philosophy that really all boils down to three easy words: "Seize the moment." I guess it's simply, because if you don't someone else will.

On the other hand, if you fall into a goldmine, it could be fatal. So watch your step. There is a such thing as having too many opportunities and missing out on what you really want. I could babble for hours but I won't. I sound like a shitty horoscope. So if you do find money on the street or even if you don't, just play it cool. Buy somebody a drink...

The Signal. I don't do star ratings but it's right up my alley.

I went and saw a late night movie last night. Not what I had expected but then again I was unfamiliar with it. I would have to say that out of the movies I have seen so far this year The Signal has got to be in my top five. This movie really does have cult classic written all over it. I would describe it as Videodrome meets 28 Days Later, but also with a certain degree of comic relief in the tone of Shaun Of The Dead. The way the hysteria and violence are brought to the screen reminded me right away of 28 Days Later, and that it is all based around a citywide epidemic reinforces that. But this epidemic of mass violence, hysteria, hallucinations, gore and all out psychosis isn't based on the spreading of anything in the biological or chemical realm. I'll leave it at that.

To view the trailer: http://www.apple.com/trailers/magnolia/thesignal/
or like everything else you can find it on youtube.

Title:Giant Babies From Hell

I was driving up a winding road on the edge of a wooded hill. It was a sunny day. The glare on the windshield was almost too much to stand and was intensified by bright white untouched snow that covered the road, about twelve inches of it. Where did it come from? The weather and warmth from the sun provided no evidence of a storm in the recent past. What made the drive even more bizarre was that I was leaving behind the only evidence that the road had been traveled since the snow had fallen. I didn't know where I was going or why I was driving in such horrid conditions. The whole thing had Silent Hill feel to it, sort of. It was kind of like I had fallen and hit my head and didn't know who the hell I was anymore. Driving mad and disoriented. Taking a long winding turn I started to fishtail and then slid around in a circle into the ditch. I was stuck. Exiting the vehicle the snow got in my shoes. I was alone and there was virtually no hope of finding anyone else traveling that road. I decided I had to walk out. As I turned to start my ascent up this lost highway, I saw something very strange forming in the distance. It was a black cloud moving toward me. A small dense cloud that really looked more like black smoke. As it moved toward me it changed shape. It seemed as though it were alive. It loomed over me as I stood motionless next to the vehicle not knowing what to do. It was just a few feet above me, animate and producing a very low load sound. Rolling thunder. It took the form of what looked like cherubs joined at the torso. One right side up, the other inverted facing backward, like a playing card. They were very defined yet constantly reforming themselves, from the chaotic dark gas that rolled yet stayed in place. It was trying to escape into the atmosphere but being held in shape like smoke in a glass box. If they were angels I would hate to see what demons look like. The top one extended an arm from within the cloud and shot lightning out of its finger striking the car. The car disappeared and reappeared almost instantaneously in the middle of the road. The entire cloud vanished and I stood there next to the car freed from the snowy ditch. I wondered if I should get back in. Yeah, cheesy I know. I dare someone to give me their interpretation of it. What the fuck.

The Bastard

If I were to try this someone would kick me in the nuts. This reminds me of a few psychology experiments I did for a class once. Of course those didn't involve 206 other people.