OK...now this is just too wierd. This sculpture is an installation at a studio in Brooklyn. It represents a nude Britney Spears giving birth. Her pro-life stance has prompted the crowning of this sculture as an homage to the pro-life movement.

http://www.caplakesting.com/2006_catalog/de/index.htm

This is the link to the story from the gallery.

*****Daft Punk "Around The World" 

 http://www.worth1000.com/cache/contest/contestcache.asp?contest_id=9637&display=photoshop#entries

More fun photoshop treatments of fine art at worth1000.com.

*****Massive Attack "Protection"

The Sensory Overload event at The Masquerade last evening was not the earth shaking party that is was hyped up to be, but was fun nonetheless.

The club is a an old turn of the century mill with three floors...."Heaven" for rock and roll concerts, and "Purgatory" and "Hell" for DJs spinning house and hip hop. There is a music park on the grounds where the club hosts mini music festivals. We went to a great show there last summer that featured Franz Ferndinand and the Sisscor Sisters, among others, and it was a blast. The Masquerade is a major venue for local and national DJs and bands, and the rumours that it is closing soon due to developement in the area are always flying.

There was plenty of food from local establishments, the Purgatory room hosted Reike massage, psychic readers, etc...sorta like a mini new age festival. The local Roller Derby girls were there putting on a show....giant, scarey but sexy as shit punked out chicks on skates flying around all over the place. The post-punk bands upstairs in Heaven were ok, not great. The DJs were sorta un-inspired in Purgatory and Hell, and never were able to fill the dance floors.

This did not turn out to be one of the righteous throw-downs that the club is infamous for, but that's cool. Spending time with my posse was all I needed alway.

Buy hey, any music is better than no music, right? And the posse...chanda, Rob, Marc, EB,and three peeps down from Chatta-Vegas...made it a fun evening. We were there to celebrate Chanda's birthday and had a good time.

We left the club at 1:30 and hauled it over to The Majestic, this great old diner that has been there since the 30's. The Majestic always fills to the brim with the interesting night crawlers that are spewed out from the various clubs in midtown every early morning at closing. The people watching is prime, and the food is deliciously greasy-spoon greasy.

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This afternoon, it is time to turn my attention to the earth and the gardens. Weeds are already threatening the herb garden, the bog garden, and the perennial border. I need to replace the faltering snapdragons in the kitchen windowbox with some herbs, replace the boxwoods in the urns out front, and clean up the mountain of containers that are sitting in the shed to prepare them for this year.

It's kinda nippy still today, but the sun is shining and I need to get my ass in gear.

******Natalie Merchant "Carnival"

Compassion.
Humanity.
The original and shared soul that binds us.
The first breath of life that is all of mankind’s folklore.
And oh yes God.

Our folly is in looking up to glimpse these things.
We’d be better off looking down.
Looking down for our brothers and sisters that have fallen.
Lying down with them in understanding.
Rising in solidarity.
Propping them up
(the us/they)
(the Christlike we)
For the battle of the “us” against the “we”

We don’t fight anyone but ourselves really, now do we?
Why oh why…do we involve so many others?
Imagine if…

Part of my job involves maintaining the POS system for the retail chain I work for. From the home office, I enter data that includes item sku number and description, department assignment, cost, retail, and other identifiers for each item we sell. The system then assigns that item a bar code. The information is then transmitted to the branch stores so that items scan correctly.

I decided I wanted to use this power for evil and play a prank on someone. When I enter items, they can be seen from all machines in the company. I created an item in the system and called Randy in accounts payable to take a look at it.

Randy: Hello, accounts payable, this is Randy.

T: Hey Randy, I need you to confirm cost on a new item I entered in the system this afternoon.

Randy: OK..what is the item number?

T: 341751

Randy: Ok, let me check.

T: Thanks

I hear Randy clicking away. There is a pause and a heavy sigh.

Randy: You mean the item with the description "Randy Sucks"?

T: Yes, that's the one. Does the correct color show in the color field?

Randy: It says "pisshead randy"

T: Ok good. Does the correct new sub-department show?

Randy: It says "Things Randy Can Stick Up His Butt"

T: OK, thanks, I just wanted to make sure the data was transferring correctly.

Randy: You are really bored, aren't you?

T: Yes, I love you bye.

Randy: (Exhasperated sigh and laughter) You too T. Bye!

******Sugar Ray "Fly"