Friday, November 12, 2010

Shit my brother says.

"Do you think I WANT to install a fucking fax machine at 11 o'clock at night!?"

"Did you know they have automatic staplers now? I hate them."

"If I hear one more Kangaroo wrestling name I'm going to snap."
 
"I didn't get that song as a kid, what DID they do on the Discovery Channel?"
 
"You do not have passion for anything." - "What are you talking about? I was willing to kill someone over Risk yesterday."
 
"Rod this food is terrible. [Pretending to me me] No its 'Avante-Garde'."

"There's pink pee in the toilet, I think someone needs to see a doctor."

"Well if you take the cosine of the results then..." - "I will cosine your death warrant if you don't shut up!"
 
"Well shit, I don't know him well enough to share a pickle."

"This is Tulsa, the town that everybody thinks is Oklahoma City."

Wednesday, November 10, 2010

Monday, November 8, 2010

Friday, November 5, 2010

“Pricing a concert ticket is very different from pricing a Lexus or toothpaste"


In Europe, the act of scalping tickets are widely condemned, as cultural events are considered a RIGHT of low-income people.

Thursday, November 4, 2010

Tuesday, November 2, 2010

"Serenity, that nothing is."

Images from my room I did out of boredom.

I hate the taste of fish, so it would be pretty sociopathic of me to go fishing. I'm not exactly sure why I have a box of tackle.





Oyster Fossil




Recent life.
Livingroom art installation







Monday, November 1, 2010

"Hey Scar, if I'm king, what does that make you?" "A monkey's uncle."


So I remembered about this painting that was stored in our garage for a long time, kind of creepy looking but I liked it a lot. I wasn't sure where it was so I asked my grandpa if he could find it for me and he did. Turns out its an original from my great-uncle Javad Hamidi. It was almost thrown away a few months ago but thanks to my brother Ryan it was saved and now I've claimed it for myself. This is it:

Its oil on canvas, I have no measurements of it and I think the title is something in Italian but I'm not sure.

His stuff has certainly been in display in Iranian contemporary museums and I think in Paris though I have not been able to confirm that. Apparently, he was one of the flag-bearers of the modernist movement in Iran. Pretty cool.