Wednesday, December 23, 2009

Hey, Let's Get in the "Car", Go for a Spin, and DIE!

So this little video hit the web about a week or so ago, and I had hoped to uncover some more info on it.  Apparently this is none though, so I'm going to give it a stab with a by-the-seat-of-my-pants-analysis:



This car was designed in Europe in the 50s by the little known female English engineer and inventor, Sue A. Sidle. Aside from it's amazingly compact size, the power train ran on gumdrops and rainbow vapors as well, putting it in a class of green technology far ahead of its time. The entire project was killed by Shamrock62 the UK Leprechaun Union. Backed by the IRA Shamrock62 put pressure on the UK automotive industry to blackball Ms. Sidle as they feared unmonitored rainbow vapor mining would diminish their ability to locate their lucky pot o’ gold.

Are You Ready for the Supa Brutha?

This is how it's done, kids. But seriously, how stoned does his drummer look?



And just in case you need more proof of how baddass a performer J.B. was back in the day, check it:


Thursday, December 17, 2009

Iron Man 2 Trailer

Okay, Daddy needs to see the movie now.  The trailer looks awesome and I'm not fan boy-gushing here. This movie has two terrific comeback stars. Remember when Robert Downey Jr, was the guy who never met an 8-ball that he didn't like, and Mickey Rourke seemed hell-bent on becoming Palooka Joe? Now Robert Downey Jr has the movie world by the balls and Mickey Rourke is getting real roles again.  I'm so psyched for Mickey Rourke.  May his baddass star shine on like a supernova.




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Chai in the Winter

As I get older, day by day, in this cruel hoax called life, I cherish my caffeine-time as I try to get my brittle bones moving, my soggy brain firing, and my tired ass motivated. In the summer it's iced coffee, six sugars sitting in the bottom, sucked up in a crunchy caffeine stream.


But in the winter, when it gets cold, I have to follow my coddled taste buds and turn to Chai as my daily pick-me-up.   I do loves me some spice in the winter time.  Well-seasoned sweets, seasoned savories -- it all makes me feel so cozy.  I'm a New Englander by rights, so Pumpkin Pie, Indian Pudding, Bell Seasoning and the like are in my blood.  It's only natural that Chai is my choice for a starter.


In India, Chai is the term for tea, but unlike tea around most of the world, Chai is prepared with more than just black tea leaves.  There's a healthy amount of spice brewed into the mix as well, and can include cardamom, cinnamon, ginger, clove, and more.  Chai is also served brewed hot with milk and sweetener, generally honey.  Oh, and it's fucking delicious.

DON'T go buy those ready-made mixes with dried milk and sugar added in.  They all seem too sweet to me.  There's so many great sites with recipes for you to try.  Just buy the above spices and some good Assam tea, and get busy in the kitchen finding the mix you like.  I do 1 part cardamom, 3/4 part cinnamon, 1/2 part ginger and a pinch of clove -- all powder in water until it boils and then let it simmer for 15minutes.  Add in my Assam and let it steep for 10 more.  Add honey and milk and let 'er rip!

Saturday, December 5, 2009

Weekly Brinks

Q - What kinda dog smiles? 

A - A happy one.


Saturday, November 28, 2009

Baddass Shredding


This isn't about Tony Hawk. Bam Margera or Mike Vallely gettin' all buck-wild on their boards, jumpin' rails, plantin' face, grabbin' air, grindin' nose, or eatin' shit.  It's about good old fashioned destruction of inanimate objects -- with man-built machinery.  American, man built machinery.  I just hope they put a safety screen over the top.  I'd hate to see what this thing would do to the maintenance man.



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Friday, November 20, 2009

The Weekly Brinks

Happy Fall Friday.


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Go Beans! Black Eyed Pea Soup - Yummy for the Tummy



Don't fear the beans. Beans are great. This recipe kicks ass. Black eyed peas can sometimes have a really earthy taste to them, but not in this recipe. Like all great bean dishes, this one has amazing heartiness, without a great deal of effort. Vegetarians can swap in vegetable broth and bouillon for the chicken stock. BTW I doubled up the vegetable ratio and didn't seed my peppers and it was perfect in heat and flavor. Go beans!

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Ready to Puke in Your Mouth?

I woke up this morning, brewed some coffee, toasted some bread and lathered on a nice swab of butter -- yummy, fatty butter. I brought it all over to the computer, clicked onto google news and within about 2 minutes proceeded to toss chunks onto my keyboard because of this story.



Apparently a gang of entrepreneurs in Peru are going around killing people, extracting their fat from the torsos and selling it on the black market. Mmmm-yummy!

They lure people with fake job offers, kill them, behead them, remove their limbs and then hang the bodies over lit candles to warm the torsos just enough to liquefy their fat so it drips into catch basins below. Are you hurling yet? Jesus Christ. And I thought I was morally corrupt for eating the occasional big mac



Authorities don't really understand the "why" but they do know that they caught a guy at the airport with two one liter bottles filled with human butter. (Just ralfed again.) Apparently, six people have been detained and they claim to have murdered over sixty victims in the past thirty years. It's crazy.



The alleged killers are claiming that they're selling the fat on the black market as a cosmetic ingredient, but authorities and experts are skeptical. Human fat it seems, is already readily available from living donors, from fatballs who don't exercise or eat correctly and turn to the plastic surgery industry to suck it out of them.

Anyhoot, the whole thing is creepy, and has ruined my breakfast, if not my eating habits forever. Hopefully, your stomach is stronger.

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Well it's an Awesome Feeling of Inner Peace and Happiness

Don't know about you, but this video makes me smile.  And tap my toes.




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Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Shots Fired Gunshot Recognition System

Gunshot on south main st?  This system monitors noise in the city, specifically identifying and targeting gunshots.  They then alert the local police with specific info on exact location and approximation of weapon caliber.

The private sector has so much more money available to develop these technologies compared to state and city budget allowances.  The fuzz loves it as it gives them a heads up on what they're dealing with and where.  Criminals everywhere are now spending their loot on silencers.

Friday, November 13, 2009

The Faithful Dog Never Forgets

And apparently it get's very little exercise while "daddy" is gone to war.  Actually, very cute.


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Driver's Seat

Doing alright -- A little jiving on a Saturday night -- And come what may --Gonna dance the day away.

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

The Weekly Brinks

Dog is my go-pilot,

Monday, November 9, 2009

Damn This is One Sexy, Pedal-Powered Hit and Miss

Form vs function. Pretty vs practical. Cool vs convenient. Decisions to make, edits at stake. Fuck! I'm having a hard time deciding whether I think this bike, while really good lookin', is worth serious consideration as a mode of transport.  Designed with the same crisp, minimal aesthetic JRuiter carries through their terrific interior component design, it's meant to break down the object to its barest components, visually and functionally.



Again, I love the look -- balanced with just enough visual tension lurking -- the size of the wheels, the insanely short wheelbase and the gentle upward lilt of the center line of the frame going back.  There's the overhang of the seat giving the visual impression of a fender.  The design lends a sense of action with minimal touch.  And there's the matter of black and red-orange.  Me likey.


Now, for the bad. Damnit! I want to love this little punk of a bike with no reservations, but alas, I cannot.  Here's the breakdown:
  • The seat?  A tad narrow.  100% body weight on my balls.  Not so good.
  • No gears?  No go.
  • Rear mounted pedals means tons of forward lean on the handlebars.  Great for triceps definition not so much for comfort -- even for a short tripper
  • A short tripper?  I can walk short trips and wear fly threads if I need to look cool.
  • Cool don't get you to school.  
  • Short wheelbase = great handling.  Except, what good is it when you're only moving 5 miles and hour?  Tight turns at that speed means you fall over.


So, while I love looking at this gorgeous piece of work, the relationship is flawed once I consider it as a functional object.  It's kinda like bicycle porn.  It get's me excited, but fundamentally it never takes me anywhere.


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Thursday, November 5, 2009

Douchebags United

I'm so proud that I signed that Care2™ petition to help the movement.



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This monkey is crazy.


Tuesday, November 3, 2009

Loser of the Month

Hey, there's a reason some people are criminals. Sometimes they're desperate or stupid, or sometimes they're assholes.  In the case of "Big Daddy" Kane E Kellet it's all about being a stupid asshole.  This fine fellow was arrested for home invasion and aggravated battery recently.  He allegedly hit a pregnant woman during his episode.

He's just misunderstood.  Poor fellow.

To top it off, when he got to court where the judge asked Mr Kellet to raise his right hand to be sworn in, Big Daddy gave him the finger instead.  Then he went off freestyle with a profanity laced tirade. 

If only his mother had loved him more.  If only everyone wasn't such a pain in the ass Kane could live his life in peace instead of breaking into his friends homes, beating them when they're in their third trimester and smacking them in the head with a flash light.

The good news?  He's facing up to 30 years and the pregnant woman is okay, as is her unborn baby.


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Monday, November 2, 2009

No Pigment? No Problem

White may not be the new black, but for the mammals, birds and reptiles in this gallery, it certainly sets them apart.



Sunday, November 1, 2009

Friday, October 30, 2009

Weekly Brinks

This is my dog, Brinks.  He is handsome and I shoot a ton of candid shots of him with my iPhone.  I figure he deserves a little face time on here once a week.


Monday, October 26, 2009

Wooden Dogs -- Craftsmanship


Dogs are amazing.  They've played an important role in my life since I began to learn how to walk.  I've had big, sturdy dogs around me ever since.  Labs, Collies and the bullies -- Pit Bull and Pit Bull mixes.  The latter are undeniably more dear to me than any other.  I'm convinced they're the best breed of dogs, period.  It's the joi-de-vie in all dogs that make them such great companions, but I'm convinced that the bullies have it in spades.



When it comes to capturing that essence in 3D nobody does it better than artist and animal advocate, Tim Racer.  Along with Donna Reynolds Tim is the heart and soul of BadRap, a San Francisco based organization that rescues, rehabilitates and re-homes Pit Bulls.  When all hell broke loose with the Michael Vick scandal BadRap took the necessary steps to ensure that at least 10 dogs from the original 50 were placed in their care for evaluation, rehab and ultimate re-homing.



That selfsame, forthright passion and energy courses through Tim's jaw-dropping woodwork.  As a fellow craftsman I'm blown away by the how much life he captures in his source material.



Think about it.  Wood:  It's strong, earthy, stable -- yet maliable in the right hands.  It's no coincidence that the same can be said about a dog.  The reward is only equal to the effort given.  The potential that may lie undiscovered or unappreciated within needs a capable guide to be extracted.  In both "materials" Tim relies on his heart,  mind, eye and hand to work in sync to honor the subject and the craft.  I love it.  A craftsman and an advocate who's own joi de vivre, joi du bois and joi de chien is worthy of all our appreciation.

Sunday, October 11, 2009

Turkey Meatloaf on a Sun Night

Everybody likes meatloaf, right? Hey, at least the guys I grew up with did. Meat and potatoes. No frills. Give me a big, steaming, stiff cinder block of beef, dried bread crumbs and ketchup with some mashed spuds and some coffee milk.



Don't you agree? You sure as shit would be either a fool, or 80 if you agreed with me. Now while I like hearty food, I can't do grandma's meatloaf anymore. What I can do is this which is the best non meatloaf recipe I've ever followed.



Usually I rework recipes that I get online, but with this one I only add in two minced stalks of celery to the recipe. The mushrooms give a nice moist consistency to balance out the turkey meat that tends to want to go dry in a loaf.

I actually don't love meat but I do like hearty foods and this bad boy has that angle covered.

Saturday, October 3, 2009

Thursday, October 1, 2009

Mugshot Make Over of the Month

This guy was busted in Florida this week. 

 He's not a perp, he's a canvas and with a BTCAW make-over, he'd blossom. 



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Wednesday, September 30, 2009

You Tell Anyone About Our Secret, I'll Kill Your Dog

Remember it's okay to say no, even to an adult. Safety is more important than good manners, and don't you ever worry about quality control regarding production value or character development.



Thanks to Wimp.com

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Breasts: Happy Together, Let's Keep it That Way

A cute, clever add out of the Netherlands to raise awareness for breast Cancer.  Conceived by Grey Amsterdam Agency(great homepage animation), and directed by Chris Palmer of Gorgeous Productions.



Thanks to Addland for the original posting.

A Devoted Dog Remembers

Gotta love dogs. We certainly do and its stories like these that illustrate how worthwhile the canine/human bond is.


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thanks to Animal Ark for this one.

"Where the Wild Things Are" Free Streaming Soundtrack

I've been listening to this while writing today and personally am enjoying it greatly.  Like the movie appears, the music delivers a lovely mix of melancholy, light youthful frivolity and kindness to the ear.  Give it a listen and see if it doesn't downright sooth your coffee-d soul.



Thanks to The Daily What for the heads up.

Monday, September 28, 2009

It's Your Ego, Dummy.

I am so glad I never fell into the trap so many slaves-to-the-self do, y'know, the trap of the "ego".   



How have you done it, you ask?  Well, every morning I stare through the mirror into my bloodshot, hungover eyes and scream silently from the top of my lungs, "What have you done?!" over and over until I come to curled into a ball in the shower, my skin pruned and rippled like the back of Kirstie Alley's thighs, having washed away any sense of self, or responsibility.  This ritual is repeated every morning and seems to suit me well, like a Hickey-Freeman.

How Well Do You Remember a Face?

This test is fun. I did surprisingly well (95% and 85%) considering  how suspect I generally am of my eye-Q.



Thanks to the Daily What for the link.

Dom Deluise is Reincarnated in India

Thank Krishna! My prayers/meditations have finally been answered: One of my favorite comics and food lovers has finally come back from the dead! Apparently, Dom Deluise has been reincarnated in Indonesia as a teensy-weensy little 19.2 lbs baby boy, born on Sept 21st by cesarean.



At first I was a little disappointed in the mother's choice to go under the knife, but apparently, they don't make enough epidural to create a comfort zone when popping out a baby this size, even if it is the second coming of Captain Chaos.

The "official" reason given for the baby's size is said to be due to the mother's diabetes and the resulting excessive glucose from his mother during pregnancy. "He is greedy and has a strong appetite, nursing almost nonstop," Dr. Sitanggang said.

I know the truth and couldn't be happier.  Long live, Dom Deluise, AKA Akbar Risuddin.



Source:  Yahoo News

Jesus the Musical

Does it make me a bad person that I think this is funny? I can't wait to see how he rises up from the MTA Bus Terminal.

Really, I'm a good person.


Tuesday, September 22, 2009

They Just Don't Build Em Like They Used to...Thank God

Check out this great video from the Insureance Institute for Highway Safety, where they film a controlled crash test of a '09 Chevy Malibu slamming head-first into a '59 Bel-Aire.  The results are eye opening.


Recession 2009 IPod Case -- Brilliant

So you've spent the two bills on the phone plus the buck twenty-five on your monthly service but did you budget in an over-priced, gaudy case for your iPhone?  Don't even think about it!  You don't need a co-signer for this genius little wrapper.






We all know that even the basic rubber and plastic cases are way over-priced for the production cost, aren't recyclable, and lend zero cache to the owner.  But this pulp mash sleeve?  It brands the user and phone with green, recyclable hip-ness, and just a tiny splash of irreverence.   Are you really going to spend twenty five bones when just one will give you almost as good of protection?  And, you can get it personalized with Sharpy™!



So if you're into not wasting money, or contributing to global warming, get one of these and give your iPhone a squeeze.  It's practically the same as hugging a tree!


Contact the manufacturer here and get them to produce more!

Original story found at Consumerist

Non Therapeutic Tools of Grieving



I love this artist's wry collection.  Real world objects that fetish-ize the emotions attached to loss and need.  I really feel that for such a clear directive, the artist maintains a deft touch and never loses the connection with the viewer's sense of humor.






Check out the entire collection here.

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Happy Birthday, Baby. Now Go Die in the Street.



I can see it now.

GF  Happy birthday, baby.
ME  Wow, you shouldn't have.

I unwrap present.  Inside box is the "Duoped". 

ME  Wow, really you shouldn't have.  Um...what is it?
GF  It's a "Duoped".
ME  Yeah, I see.  Um...
GF  Well, go on, get on it!
ME  Um, what?...

I try to get on it in our living room.  The rug impedes any movement.  I fall.

GF   Not here, silly!  Outside in the street!
ME  In the street?  In Brooklyn?  Outside?  By the gang headquarters?
GF  Stop being silly!  Now go outside and give it a whirl. 



I head outside with the GF in tow.  I try to mount the Duoped.  I fall off, stumble and catch myself on a light pole.

GF  I don't think you're doing it right.  You're peddling too hard.

I try again.  I fall off, twist my ankle and scrape my palms on the tar just like in grade school recess.  I'm feeling pretty awesome at this point.

GF  Be careful, you're going to break it.
ME  Babe, maybe I should do this later.
GF  Really? 
ME  Babe, I'm bleeding.
GF  This is what the therapist talks about.  Your fear of commitment.
ME  Babe, I just don't want to get hurt, here.
GF  Five years?  We've been engaged for five year.  Five years?
ME  Okay, okay.  I'll figure it out.

I get back on the death-machine.  I manage to peddle one successful revolution and stay upright.  This leads to more revolutions and a choppy, barely manageable forward motion.  She claps.

GF Yay!

I stop, beaming like a  jackass because I think I've made it through the fire.

GF Okay, we need eggs from the store.
ME  Okay.

I try to hand her the duoped.  She looks at it like its a dead cat.

GF  No, ride over to the store.  It's getting late, it'll be quicker.
ME  But, Babe, it's downhill to the store.
GF  I know the store is downhill.  The ride back up will be good exercise.
ME  But babe, I'm going to eat shit on the way down.  The only way I'm getting back up that hill is in an ambulance.
GF  Why do you have to swear?  Why do you always have to turn it ugly?
ME  I'm just trying to say that I'm going to get hurt.
GF  You don't like the duoped.
ME  That's not true.  I...I really love the duoped.

She stares at me suspiciously.  She's practically looking right through my eyes into my soul.  She knows I'm lying.  All I want to do is take the fucking duoped and shove it up the ass of whomever invented it.

ME  Babe, I'm just worried that all you're going to get is a bunch of broken eggs.
GF  So, that's what this is all about?  You think I'd be an unfit mother?


Wednesday, September 9, 2009

Mickey Rourke's face

Nuff said.

Cooking up Some Hot Bytes

Okay, so maybe I've been known to waste countless hours, even days, on an absurd project that has no relevance or true value -- one that inevitably leaves me scratching my head a few days later, wondering, "I spent three weeks on that thing? WTF was I smoking?" No wonder my friends want me to join a 12-step."



Well, at least I've never had to look into the mirror after wittling away on a Custom Mini-Cooker PC.   The shwag over in the Czech republic must be some cosmic catnip, Boiyeeee.  I just hope they're using the table saw stone cold sober.

Sunday, September 6, 2009

Running from the Crackheads on a Beach Cruiser

Core77's Big, Overpriced Beach Cruiser
We like well crafted things here at BTCAW. Hell, we appreciate the time, the effort and the passion that goes into fine work, whether it's a good cup of Joe or a beautifully engineered building.  And while the peeps over at Core 77 have amazing taste and talent, I can't help but take a look at their latest collaborative venture and think, "Really?  A $1,600.00 beach cruiser?  Really."   Sure the details are tight, and I wish I built myself one, but a Brooks Saddle on a fucking beach cruiser?  A city beach cruiser.  I think I get the joke.
Y'know what's even funnier?  Some douche-bag Trustafarian  dropping 16 Benjies on this beached whale and cruising around Bushwick like he's still riding around the campus up at Antioch while some strung-out, out of work construction worker leaps out of the shadows and jacks his ass and turns around and sells me the bike for 40 bucks -- because even a crackhead knows a beach crusier isn't worth more than that.
It's like building a rickshaw out of Agarwood and Ebony and pawning them off on the producers of this video as $5,000.00 Richshaws .  Holy shit, I'm onto something... thanks Core 77!

Monday, August 31, 2009

A Good Dog for Starters

And we're off. Howza bout a video of a good dog for starters?




Like the song? It's from  Fujiya and Miyagi's Transparent Things.  Now go buy it!