Gism Butter

More pictures of Butter on the Flickr page.

Hey all you raver chicks and drum’n'bass chavs. It’s time to boogy down with your bad selves on Market street in SF, then wander down to City Hall for a massive party music festival. Bring some E and keep an eye out for naked dude! Click the pic for our photos from last year.

They charge admission to the areas around city hall, but this is purely voluntary, if you’re a deadbeat. All of this, and tight clothing on sexy people abound tomorrow starting around noon at 2nd and Market, I believe. Check the Web site for sure.

Not as great as our own Spike, and his bike, of course. Still, a great Iguana!

As if Texas wasn’t already enough of a hotbed of retarded voters… Observe how the Texas legislature votes!

I so love the Lucky JuJu’s Little JuJu. Here’s some Pics V took inside it at the peanut Butter Festival in Alameda a week or so ago.

I bet most of those kids had never even seen a pinball game before.

Couple lists of 20 over at Gamasutra that I managed to miss. Top shelf lists: Toughest, and Open endedness.

There’s a Bandai Pippin for sale on Ebay right now. This is the Apple video game console and settop box. This is the white one from Japan. I have a black prototype, so I’m watching this closely.

This Saturday, a package arrived for me from CDV. Inside was a “My Little Cthulhu” doll and a copy of Sherlock Holmes The Awakened. It looks as though Frogwares Game Development Studios has melded the Holmes mythos with the Cthulhu mythos in a graphically-packed adventure game. I haven’t had a chance to play it just yet, but it’s the first time I’ve ever seen an adventure game that supports the PhysX card, which is a 3rd party physics acceleration card for PCs.

Anyway, I’ll try to install and play this sometime this coming week, as the potential for greatness is there just by virtue of the two rich universes. Thanks to CDV for thinking of me. My Little Cthulhu is standing over my head on my top shelf right now!

Not only is this person a bastard, but they’re a rich bastard. This Lamborghini was parked in front of a hydrant across the street from the SF MoMA and the St. Regis Hotel. I saw the two guys who were driving the thing come running across the street from the St. Regis, and my first thought was: fuck, the St. Regis has vallet parking. You have a Lamborghini, and you’re too cheap to stick it in the vallet lane in front of the hotel for the 5 minutes yer up at the Office 2.0 conference?

Not only was this dood a bastard, but he was a rich bastard! Though, it may have been a rental, in which case this guy is just a bastard.

While traipsing around the Intarweb today, I stumbled across this piece by A. J. Jacobs. I’ve never really delved too deeply into Esquire, but after reading this, I may have to pick up a copy. Jacobs does a terrific job of breaking all the journalistic rules, and still manages to come off with a top-quality piece.

Essentially, Jacobs is researching the topic of radical honesty: living ones life without any sort of lying at all. Telling people they’re fat, for example. Jacobs implements this practice into his daily life, and the ensuing results are encapsulated in the article.

I’ve been dabbling in radical honesty for years, though I had no idea I was a practicioner until I read this article. Mostly, my honesty just comes from being completely clueless, sometimes.  A top notch read, and one of the few pieces of long-form journalism I’ve actually completed reading. Given my horrible attention span, Jacobs should be proud.