Archive for May, 2004

harvey goes cleaning, Suicide by murder, Why is the Sky Blue ?

Monday, May 31st, 2004

Harvey Keitel, actually becomes a real life ‘cleaner’.He played people who cleaned up murder scenes in movies and now he buys into a legit ‘cleaning’ company.

The boy who used the internet to plot his own murder.

Why is the Sky Blue ? and why are sunsets red ?

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Beaten because of a painting

Monday, May 31st, 2004

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Display Art reminding America of the wrongs it does and it beats you up.

Lori Haigh, a North Beach district gallery owner, bears a painful reminder of the nation’s unresolved anguish over the incidents at Abu Ghraib — a black eye delivered by an unknown assailant who apparently objected to the painting that depicts U.S. soldiers torturing Iraqi prisoners. Associated Press photo by Jeff Chiu.

The painting is in the background of the photo. It’s a great photo. There are others too at the above link. The woman has closed the gallery because she fears for her well-being.

World Press Photo Winner 2003

Monday, May 31st, 2004

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World Press Photo Winners 2003. The above photo was taken by Ahmed Jadallah in the Palestinian Territories for Reuters. Entitled “Raid on Jabalya refugee camp, 6 March”.

Severed head of Bull

Thursday, May 27th, 2004

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Again taken with the phone cam in Irish Museum of Modern Art.

Feederism

Thursday, May 27th, 2004

It takes all sorts

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Charles Fort Kinsale

Wednesday, May 26th, 2004

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Another taken with the phone cam. This was from inside a storage room in Charles Fort. .

I’m housing

Wednesday, May 26th, 2004

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Just went through recent photos on my phone and found this of a minature town made of cardboard. It’s pretty cool looking when you see it in person. It’s on display in the Irish Museum of Modern Art

ice ice Baby

Tuesday, May 25th, 2004

Ice Photos

The usual saying of “It’s always in the last place you look” is going to be proven incorrect by me anytime now as if I misplace something and I find it I’ll keep looking for another while. That way it won’t be in the last place I look. It might be the second last.

New Seattle Library

Friday, May 21st, 2004

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Function with a cool design. Check out the photo gallery.

The Streets – Dry your eyes

Thursday, May 20th, 2004

A white english kid doing hip-hop and doing it really well. It’s poetry to modern beats more that just simple hiphop.

THE STREETS LYRICS

Dry Your Eyes

In one single moment your whole life can turn ’round
I stand there for a minute starin’ straight into the ground
Lookin’ to the left slightly, then lookin’ back down
World feels like it’s caved in – proper sorry frown
Please let me show you where we could only just be, for us
I can change and I can grow or we could adjust
The wicked thing about us is we always have trust
We can even have an open relationship, if you must
I look at her she stares almost straight back at me
But her eyes glaze over like she’s lookin’ straight through me
Then her eyes must have closed for what seems an eternity
When they open up she’s lookin’ down at her feet

Dry your eyes mate
I know it’s hard to take but her mind has been made up
There’s plenty more fish in the sea
Dry your eyes mate
I know you want to make her see how much this pain hurts
But you’ve got to walk away now
It’s over

So then I move my hand up from down by my side
It’s shakin’, my life is crashin’ before my eyes
Turn the palm of my hand up to face the skies
Touch the bottom of her chin and let out a sigh
‘Cause I can’t imagine my life without you and me
There’s things I can’t imagine doin’, things I can’t imagine seein’
It weren’t supposed to be easy, surely
Please, please, I beg you please
She brings her hands up towards where my hands rested
She wraps her fingers round mine with the softness she’s blessed with
She peels away my fingers, looks at me and then gestures
By pushin’ my hand away to my chest, from hers

Dry your eyes mate
I know it’s hard to take but her mind has been made up
There’s plenty more fish in the sea
Dry your eyes mate
I know you want to make her see how much this pain hurts
But you’ve got to walk away now
It’s over

And I’m just standin’ there, I can’t say a word
‘Cause everythin’s just gone
I’ve got nothin’
Absolutely nothin’

Tryin’ to pull her close out of bare desperation
Put my arms around her tryin’ to change what she’s sayin’
Pull my head level with hers so she might engage in
Look into her eyes to make her listen again
I’m not gonna fuckin’, just fuckin’ leave it all now
‘Cause you said it’d be forever and that was your vow
And you’re gonna let our things simply crash and fall down
You’re well out of order now, this is well out of town
She pulls away, my arms are tightly clamped round her waist
Gently pushes me back and she looks at me straight
Turns around so she’s now got her back to my face
Takes one step forward, looks back, and then walks away

Dry your eyes mate
I know it’s hard to take but her mind has been made up
There’s plenty more fish in the sea
Dry your eyes mate
I know you want to make her see how much this pain hurts
But you’ve got to walk away now
It’s over

I know in the past I’ve found it hard to say
Tellin’ you things, but not tellin’ straight
But the more I pull on your hand and say
The more you pull away

Dry your eyes mate
I know it’s hard to take but her mind has been made up
There’s plenty more fish in the sea
Dry your eyes mate
I know you want to make her see how much this pain hurts
But you’ve got to walk away now.