Monday, October 26, 2009

what's the score?

so i guess i should feel better knowing that i have a thing that a lot of other people have?

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

secret emulations

so, i don't know if you guys are aware of this, but howard hughes was fucking awesome. this whole time, i thought he was a tool just because he had the misfortune of being played by leonardo dicaprio in that sucky-ass movie (which i never saw). jesse would have been a much better casting choice, in my humble opinion.

so anywhoo, i read through a ton of boring-ass aviation, invention, movie-making shit, etc, etc to extract these amazing details from his wikipedia page:

"In 1947, Hughes descended into one of the most bizarre episodes of his life. In December of that year, Hughes told his aides that he wanted to screen some movies at a film studio near his home. Hughes stayed in the studio's darkened screening room for more than four months, never leaving. He subsisted exclusively on chocolate bars and milk, and relieved himself in the empty bottles and containers. He was surrounded by dozens of Kleenex boxes, which he continuously stacked and re-arranged. He wrote detailed memos to his aides on yellow legal pads giving them explicit instructions not to look at him, speak to him, and only to respond when spoken to. Throughout this period, Hughes sat fixated in his chair, often naked, continuously watching movies, reel after reel, day after day. When he finally emerged in the spring of 1948, his hygiene was terrible, as he had not bathed or cut his hair and nails for weeks."

ok, so the not bathing or trimming his nails is a little gross, but you still have to admire his committment.

"After the screening room incident, Hughes moved into a bungalow at the Beverly Hills Hotel... His erratic behavior continued, however, as he would sit naked in his bedroom with a pink hotel napkin placed over his genitals, watching movies. In one year, he spent an estimated $11 million at the hotel."

a pink napkin. this cements him in my mind as being a classy guy. also, good work wikipedia geeks for tracking down and including that bit of (what some may consider to be extraneous) information.

"In a bout of obsession with his home state, Hughes began purchasing all restaurant chains and four star hotels that had been founded within Texan borders. This included, if for only a short period, many unknown franchises currently out of business...Another time, he became obsessed with the 1968 film Ice Station Zebra and had it running on a continuous loop in his home. According to his aides, he watched it 150 times...Hughes wanted to change the image of Las Vegas to something more glamorous than it was. As Hughes wrote in a memo to an aide, 'I like to think of Las Vegas in terms of a well-dressed man in a dinner jacket and a beautifully jeweled and furred female getting out of an expensive car.'"

seriously. awesome.

Sunday, October 04, 2009

get your gunn

When selecting a steed, one considers the qualities of different beasts and compares them. This one fast, this one abe to bare great burdens, this one handsome, this one of mild temperment, this one fierce. Having weighed the tasks likely to be met and found the breed best suited, there is still the matter of matching man to animal. As this is potentially to be a relationship of considerable length and depth, it is important that the two be compatible in spirit.

Current trends in breeding techniques have given rise to a particularly troublesome animal in this regard. These "hybrids" are of apparently high value after analytical inspection but are completely lacking in the more subtle qualities of the heart. When days wear on and roads grow long the rider inevitably turns to his ever present companion. It is there the husk of a personality which was praised as a "jack of all trades" in fairer times is revealed to be the soul-less creature it is.