31 December 2010

Waiting...

Frosty: The Retirement Years



Lot
of pressure
to post the
big
goodbye
to 2010,
that scoundrel
of
a year.
Although,
as far as years
go,
this one
was
certainly
365 days.
I feel
the 
picture above
best symbolizes
the
transition,
for reasons:

1. sweet hat/scarf combo
2. Burby in the background
3. waiting for something else

All 
variously appropriate
themes.
One
thing is for certain.
There's a Twilight Zone
marathon
on.
See
you next year.

28 December 2010

How To Run A Media Empire (The Almost '11 Edition)

literally thousands of dollars/jobs being managed


As
we wind on down
that...winding...   <----Led Zeppelin? 
Wait.
Let me try again.

The best thing
about
sneak-attacking someone,
ninja style,
is obviously the 
element of
surprise.

If you
work from home,
or in media,
or on a computer somewhere,
try
not to be surprised
at
the picture above.
That's probably
what
your boss
looks like.
You see,
the imporant 
lesson
to learn from 2010
is that
life's 
not so much about
"working harder",
as it is
"working smarter", <----obscure Scott Adams reference
"knowing the right people",
and
"making sure you live in San Antonio".
Also read:
photoshop.

20 December 2010

All Talk

nothing gross


All talk.
All talk.
You are all talk.

14 December 2010

Blast Off!!!



First, read some reviews (don't forget this one).
Maybe check to make sure
other people are listening.
Finally,
go ahead.

What World Is This






Something
is
different
about
the
internet/world
today...

13 December 2010

Head for the Light

to enter ominous green hallway, or not to enter ominous green hallway


When
poised on the brink
of
new discovery,
much as
most of us     <---time travelers non-withstanding
are
in these fleeting moments
before
'11,
its good to remember certain rules:

1. Never 
fall in love
with zombies

2. Stay
away from
ominous green hallways

and, of course,

3. Never
bet on Dallas.

05 December 2010

Fusion

control yourselves ladies


They
call him
Mr. Randolph.
Some 
say he taught
Neon Indian
everything
(t)he(y) know(s).
Others
say
he's the creator of
a new
genre,
called
"polysynth-fusion".
He's
fa sho.
Just another 
thing
San Antonio has
that
you don't.