Li'l Spencer delayed

Corey's a bit under the weather, so Li'l Spencer and Barkeater Lake will up a bit later than intended. Thanks for your patience.

Cheers,

R_star

Skull-a-Day

Here's a blog with a new skull image everyday for a year. The skull vinyl record's my fav so far...

Skull-A-Day

More... YARRR... Pirate... YARRR... Day... Yarrrr... Stuff.

Barkeater Lake fan club memeber #7564345, Thomas Klingenberger just sent the best Pirate song I think I've heard. To all you Pittsburgh Pirate fans everywhere, Happy Talk Like a Pirate Day...

Wait until the very end. You'll howl like a sea captain scallywag.

Invasion of the Pittsburgh Pirates

YARRRR....

Yarr... It be only Rock and Roll...

Today, September, 19th, is National "Talk Like a Pirate Day". It's also my birthday, and according to the Ancient Comedy Gods Rules and Behaviors Handbook, whatever I say today goes.

So, in addition to talking like those endearing and cursed seamen, I say we all act like the indestructible Keith Richards for the day. Drink through that liquor cabinet! Smoke anything that roles tightly into a cocktail napkin! Snort your Dad's ashes! ...Uh...

You'll probably lose your job, wife and hunting license, but think of all the new photos you'll have to post on your Flickr page!

If you need a starting-off point, here's a beautiful little video of Keith thwarting the horrible evil that is a Rolling Stones fan:



He doesn't even miss a cord.

Now if you'll excuse me, thar be wenches ta plunder and goat's head soup to devour. Yargh.

BTW: I'll be at Gritty's in Portland, ME from 4pm on today. Anyone who wants to buy a real Fake Rockstar a beer is welcome. I'll be the one surrounded by fake friends.

Apple iPhone focus groups from 1910

Boing Boing has posted a link to a French art exhibit that depicts a group of early iPhone/iPod users:

(Early iTelegraph/iPhonograph focus group Circa 1910)

Some of the books the Headmaster is adding to the iTelegraph's Knowledge Pulp-o-Matic: The cult/pop culture life manual Sex, Opium and Cocoa Beans, iCon Tom Edison and Mark Twain is a Big Fat Idiot.

The relaxed, whistling-a-Sunday-Afternoon-Picnic-with-Mildred Anne MacIntyre-tune look of the "Knowledge Engineer" really brings home the ease of use found in future Apple products. Unfortunately, early models of the Knowledge Pulp-o-Matic were run with coal, causing many Knowledge Engineers an agonizing death from lung disease before the age of 16. Later, more efficient models would be modified to operate on grain alcohol and processed pet remains. In the left hand background, you can cleary see a young Thomas Walter Jobs, the great great great uncle of the iconic CEO, Steve Jobs.

See the full exhibit (in French) here: Future Art

Li'l Spencer has a new page at Drink at Work

Li'l Spencer's Adventures now has his own dedicated page over at Drink at Work. He'll no longer be posted on the Angry Eyebrows blog, so please make a note. There's also a handy RSS feed for those of you who are into that sort of thing.

We have also just secured Lilspencer.com, so look for that site in the coming weeks.

Li'l Spencer's Adventures in Drink at Work: Spencer

Cheers!

Corey

A reminder of how far my tiny brain has to go...

They (They, the people... The guys) announced on the radio this morning that it's Stephen Jay Gould's birthday. My reaction was to dust off this book:




I'm not a big reader of books, but every once and a while I say something so horribly stupid, that I head to a bookstore to try and salvage what's left of the part of my brain reserved for retaining information. A few years ago, I had one such incident, so I picked up Dinosaur in a Haystack–mostly 'cause the cover was cool–but also because I'm a guy, and guys like dinosaurs. I like to see them eat people (preferably my asshole neighbor).

Sadly, this book has very little to do with dinosaurs, much less them eating my neighbor, which at first was disappointing. However, after I read it, accompanied by a dictionary, encyclopedia, calculator and thesaurus, I was amazed what it taught me about human nature and how we're really all just a insignificant dust spec in an infinitely huge universe.

Its both inspiring and depressing all at once.

So, in honor of the late Mr. Gould's birthday, I'm going to re-read his book. Maybe this time I'll understand at least 50% of it.

Sorry honey, you're better off selling some old shoes...

I just did one of the most depressing things, I found out my "body worth" if I was to drop right now.

Evidently, I can't pay the bills when I'm dead, either.

$4250.00The Cadaver Calculator - Find out how much your body is worth.

Update: I just messed with the thing to see how high of a number I could get. The best I could do was $9765 for a diabetic albino dwarf, under the age of 12, with a drinking problem. See if you can all beat that!

I also just realized this thing is from some kind of dating site. For the record, I am happily married and not looking. The link was emailed to me. Hand to God.

Can ya tell I'm procrastinating today?

Eesh.

Where a Fake Rockstar works

Talented artist and illustrator, Linzie Hunter, has this cool blog where she showcases artists' workspaces. She's compiled a hefty list that now includes this Fake Rockstar.

If you check it out, be sure to take a couple hours to browse other entries. Its very interesting and very addictive.

See Corey's entry: Fake Rockstar offices

Rock and/or roll,

R_Star