Dear Brits, you are great. You live in a wonderful country. Good music, awesome jokes, beautiful countryside.
But why all the carpet everywhere? Airports, libaries, pubs, trains, even bathrooms; all the floors are covered with carpet! The toilet! Not a rug… carpet, fixed on the floor for years and years. Is there any way of keeping it clean?
Is this carpet habit exclusive to Britain? Was this habit exported to British colonies? Are there any other countries who love carpet this much? It’s intriguing.
BYOB Venezia took place on the Island Of San Servolo,
Accademia Di Belle Arti Di Venezia, Thursday June 2nd 2011.
Thank you to everyone involved!
Smart Robots, Digital Dollars Lure Collectors as Internet Rocks Art World, By Caroline Winter
Here are some sentences I highlighted:
We literally cannot imagine life without it. We’re not different from our fathers in that television presents and defines our contemporary world.
Gifted salesmen explain how people are always most vulnerable, hence frightened, hence persuadable, when they are approached solo.
Given that television must revolve off basic antinomies about being and watching, about escape from daily life, the averagely intelligent viewer can’t be all that happy about his daily life of high-dose watching. Joe Briefcase might have been happy enough when watching, but it was hard to think he could be too terribly happy about watching so much.
Digital signals have an advantage over analog signals in that they can be stored and manipulated without deterioration.
In the new millennium, U.S. television will finally become ideally, GOPishly democratic: egalitarian, interactive, and “profitable” without being “exploitative.”
We will, in short, be able to engineer our own dreams.
Make no mistake: we are dependent on image-technology; and the better the tech, the harder we’re hooked.
Pablo Gaviria asks: What’s your favorite place in the world?
Ipanema beach in Rio de Janeiro, right there in the water.
The Return of the Darkness and Evil
Sluts Of Hell
The Freezing Moon
A Lost Forgotten Sad Spirit
Feeble Screams From Forests Unknown
In Silence I Observe
Bloodlust and perversion
Return of the freezing winds
Fuck the Universe
Total Soul Rape
A Blaze in the Northern Sky
Across the Vacuum
Christraping black metal
Fistfucking god’s planet
Still Reaching For Hell
Let The Day Begin
And Only Silence Remains…
Submit to self destruction
Submit To Self-Destruction
Bleed Suffer Die
Satanic Black Metal in Hell
Cut their Tongue Shut their prayers
Holocaust in Utopia
Dead Cold December
Through Thick Fog Til Death
May Your Void Become As Deep As My Hate
From The Dark Past
I believe in Desecration
Buried By Time And Dust
A grand declaration of war
A time to die
The vortex void of inhumanity
Unholy Forces of Evil
Blacker Than Darkness
The Sun No Longer Rises
The Call of the Wintermoon
Sometimes “I like you” is not enough, and usually “I love you” is too much.
Is there any word in English between “I like you” and “I love you”?