Virtual Flaneurism

Do with this what you will.

New Britney Spears Music Video.

1. Yes, that is a tacky product placement drop for her perfume Radiance about twenty seconds in.

2. We know she can't sing, but can she even dance any more? When she finally stops her "Defying Gravity" dress-ascension, her dance moves have about as much kick as the Lohan's career. The camera keeps quickly cutting away, as if they thought they could distract the audience from her lackluster performance by giving everyone a seizure.

3. PlentyOfFish.com is my new homepage.

I swear to god, animals farting is DYNAMITE tonight!

I'm laughing so hard I might throw up.

I find this so damn adorable.

3000th post. How embarrassing. In celebration, here's some little kids getting the shit knocked out them. Enjoy!

Fiction is one of the few experiences where loneliness can be both confronted and relieved. Drugs, movies where stuff blows up, loud parties — all these chase away loneliness by making me forget my name’s Dave and I live in a one-by-one box of bone no other party can penetrate or know. Fiction, poetry, music, really deep serious sex, and, in various ways, religion — these are the places (for me) where loneliness is countenanced, stared down, transfigured, treated.

— David Foster Wallace

The BLUETOOTH Trilogy from ulteriorproductions.com on Vimeo.

“For a long time it had seemed to me that life was about to begin - real life. But there was always some obstacle in the way, something to be gotten through first, some unfinished business, time still to be served, or a debt to be paid. Then life would begin. At last it dawned on me that these obstacles were my life.”

- Alfred D'Souza