This guy was great. Well done visuals, man.

Went and saw Pirates of the Carribean: Dead Man’s Chest last night. Kass called and swindled me into it. The lure of summer blockbusters is just irresistable at times. Goes back to waiting in line for E.T. in my formative years, etc.

Speaking of, my Unca Mike always tells a funny little account about “taking me to see E.T.” years ago. He was proud of his Uncle duties, taking his nephew to see E.T. for the first time and stuff. Then, so the tale goes, while he was basking in this glow, I looked up and said, “This is my 8th time, Unca Mike.” Or something like that. Unca Mike is good stuff. I was a little rugrat. Still am.

Anyway, I enjoyed the pirate show for the most part. Great costumes, great language, special effects, hooks, etc. Everyone likes pirates, right? Right. The painfully intertwined love story was weak and forced, but, that’s a necessary part of the “dumbest buy the mostest” summer formula. Ho-hum.

For the record, Matt “Energy Bar” Kass snored through the whole picture show. Ha.

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Years of wonder and amazement here: Folk Typography Pool. (via the kings at Coudal.com.)

01. Wow.
02. Haul All!
03. All summer long, goddammit.

Down with vinyl sticker signs.

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New stuff from Jason Molina soon. Grab those MP3s. Good stuff.

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Growin’ a beard.

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Cris Dabica, Down Some Country Road, Vermont, was over yesterday for a meeting of the minds. Much was discussed. Very few action sport industry rapscallions escaped our vicious sentiments.

I mow a yard approximately 50 by 50 feet. He mows two acres. Go figure, you dicks.