Aug
22
2009
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I do not have a memory palace.

(This is more or less what a memory palace is. See also The Art of Memory, which I think my wife owns. Alas, I can’t quite remember.)

But if I had a memory palace, this would be in it:

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Of course, Kung Fu Hustle (Axe-Kickin’ Edition) is the color of the sky in my world, so that might explain things.

Via @MelissaTweets

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Jun
08
2009
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“I Wanna Be Sedated”

It has been suggested that what you see below…


I Wanna Be Sedated, Ramones

…represents what the inside of my brain looks like, to people who have to deal with me in meatspace. I can only say that I’d personally prefer to live in this world, if they’re giving out living assignments.

Just saying.

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Feb
03
2009
6

I really do need my copy of Kung Fu Hustle back

I’ve mentioned this elsewhere, but now that I have a personal blog with at least some traffic I might as well mention it again: to understand my mental processes, watch Kung Fu Hustle and Shaolin Soccer.  The latter represents the kind of world I’d quite like to live in; the former represents the world currently going on inside my head. Which is kind of goofy and surreal, but ultimately quite fun.  In a disturbing sort of way.

Or, as Shaenon (noted webcomic artist who brought us Narbonic, and is currently bringing us Skin Horse*, both of which should be obsessively read by any person interested in mad science)  noted in comments here:

“Kung-Fu Hustle,” like “Sin City,” is one of those movies that made me wonder why other movies are always forcing me to look at boring things, when they could be showing me machine-gun-toting hooker armies or middle-aged landladies using the Lion’s Roar Attack against the World’s Greatest Killer.

One does wonder that.

Moe Lane

*It’s a Velveteen Rabbit reference, you perverts.

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