Tuesday, August 5, 2008

Drink, Play, F@&k


Warner has bought the rights to "Drink, Play, F@&k," a parody of bestselling chick-lit book "Eat, Pray, Love." 

The plot is, "a man goes on a bender in Ireland, takes a gambling jaunt to Las Vegas and embarks on a sex-tourism trip Thailand."

Sounds amazing.

(photo taken while on a bender in Ireland)

"Skins"


For those of you who don't know, I love this show from the U.K. There has even been talk of remaking it for American television. It might be hyperbolic, sure, but so what. It's escapism, and it pushes the envelope. It also makes us painfully aware of our own prudence here in the good ole' U.S of A.

Just one in a long list, Skins has just done another thing right and decided to recast the show after two seasons. That's right, they accepted the fact that kids are only in high school for so long. It's not like the O.C. where you have 29 year olds playing 16 year olds.

Also, Skins is about a group of 6th form kids living in Bristol and it is entirely shot on location in Bristol and the soundtrack features many local artists. The O.C. was shot on a soundstage.

Anyways, Skins is currently recasting and I hope it sets a precedent this side of the pond. I am looking squarely at you, Friday Night Lights.

Check out the similarities between marketing campaigns for Skins and Gossip Girl. The only difference is that Skins actually has the content to back up these promotions, while Gossip Girl is on the WB and does not. There is no sex, nudity or anything fun in Gossip Girl, while Skins has tons of it every episode.

Did I convince you to start watching?

Art...


One of my favorite paintings, Le Lit by Henri Tolouse-Lautrec, just because.

Michael Phelps' new look


The Olympics are just around the corner, and Michael Phelps shows up with this nasty ass trash stash (yeah, I know that rhymed). 

UPDATE: Apparently the 'stash was supposed to be an homage. Regardless, it's gone now so we can all sleep a bit easier.

Note the block "M" tattoo on his crotch. I like the sentiment, but I wish it was someone else who was an ambassador for our school. Let's face it, Michael Phelps probably can't even find his way around the campus (but I bet he can find his way around a lot of frat houses).

Below: By far the coolest tattoo in swimming belonging to Frenchie Amaury Leveaux.

The Journey: Part 1 (in pictures)

May car is packed - it's just me and the road. Love the journey.

"I woke up as the sun was reddening; and that was the one distinct time in my life, the strangest moment of all, when I didn't know who I was - I was far away from home, haunted and tired with travel, in a cheap hotel room I'd never seen, and really I didn't who I was for about fifteen strange seconds. I wasn't scared; I was just somebody else, some stranger, and my whole life was a haunted life, the life of a ghost. I was halfway acroos America, at the diving line between the East of my youth hand the West of my future, and maybe that's why it happened right there and then, that strange red afternoon..."

The rolling hills and cornfields of Iowa.

Omaha, somewhere in middle America...

The biggest false advertisement of the half-century. Nebraska is definitely not the good life.

Nothing, absolutely nothing, anywhere. If the Devil exists, he definitely lives in Nebraska.

A stupid arch over the road - by FAR the most exciting thing in Nebraska.

Finally out of Nebraska - thank God. I can't even tell you how much skill it took to get this picture and drive simultaneously. I timed it just right. One of the major high points of my drive.
And the heavens part...

Proof that God does exist, once you cross the state line.

Sterling, CO. Smalltown America, and the cineplex (showing the Dark Knight) is of course the center of the whole town.

Boulder, CO