February 12, 2007
A Promising Sign
This logo is very soothing. Very, very soothing. I think this is a good start for Barry.
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February 9, 2007
Fat Charlie Wants!
Best bumper sticker I've seen in awhile. Get it?
M Peach Bush
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January 19, 2007
Bringing Art to You, For No Reason At All #4
So Tom Hanks went digging under the church and found Elephant man's bones. He put them all together and put Play Dough all over them and was surprised when the creation didn't sing and dance. The chick from Amelie was not so cute and French about the whole thing and wanted better parts.
Ah, Paris.
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January 10, 2007
Seperated At Birth
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November 22, 2006
If the new as deputy assistant secretary of population affairs within the Department of Health and Human Services gets his way...
Your family will look like THIS!
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November 21, 2006
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November 20, 2006
I Feel This Qualifies As A Uraninum-tipped Bunker Buster in the "War on Christmas"
Everytime the bell rings, an angel gets waterboarded.
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November 9, 2006
Cel-e-brate Good Times, Uh-huh!
The new Senate leadership meets their fans. We did it! We won the motherfucking Senate of the US of A, against all odds!
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November 8, 2006
Enjoy Your Retirement, Donny-Boy
I'm still trying to understand the strategy behind this. So, Bush lied last week; this was obviously in the works. Why NOT do it before the election? I guess it would look weak or be seen as admitting a mistake.
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November 7, 2006
Na na na.... Na na na... Hey, hey... good-bye...
We won't have "man on dog" to kick around anymore.
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October 30, 2006
Bringing Art to You, For No Reason At All #3
Tom is a new man. He's freed his pet lava lamp. He's painted his toenails with Maalox. He's voted for the Purple party. First time listener, long time caller, he's thrown out his television and bought a radio. He has faith in the Father, the Son and the Pop Star. He's taking pictures of his neighbor, putting them on the wall, but the neighbors will call him a nice, normal guy. He's blown up 99 luftballons and now he can't sneeze. His mantra is "suffer small cherry stems." He's made of cheese and he's been sniffing spinich.
He's running for Progress, against Congress and he's up with people and down by law. He dances with wolves, foxtrot and tango, to Slim Whitman all night long. He was Lawrence Welk's producer. He's alternative. He's mainstream. He's supple. He played one of the Germans in the "Big Lebowski". He has a girlfriend named Suzy Q.
His tears are made of tuna fish. He knows karate, but can only say it in French. He wears stripes. Solids. He sunk your battleship. He owns Baltic avenue and Malibu, sugartits. He's old-school. He's new school. He graduated from the New School with a degree in graduating from the New School with a degree. He eats flowers and shits patience. He's a friend in need. He's a friend indeed. He's a friend of the devil. He knows the sound of one hand clapping.
Oh, yeah. And he's set his tuba on fire.
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October 16, 2006
Ha!
Found this on Andrew Sullivan... this one's for triv.
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October 14, 2006
We're Going To The World Series, Kids!
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October 9, 2006
Bringing Art to You, For No Reason At All #2
"Medici Princess" by Joseph Cornell.
Cornell is one of my favorite artists. He lived in Queens, NY in the 20th century and made... well, boxes. There was a large French theme going through his work, although I believe he never went there. When you think of 20th century art, you think of things as uncontained. Dada, if you will, or the surrealists or the showy frankness and gaud of Pop Art. This is contained uncontainment. Modern art in a box. Lovely.
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October 7, 2006
Someone, Please, Make This Comic Book...
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October 6, 2006
Bringing Art to You, For No Reason At All
Photo by Cindy Sherman.
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October 4, 2006
Brownie, Bushie and Horny
Dems are blasting this picture all over the web. Is it fair to the GOP? No. But since when has politics been about fairness. Now you read all the blogging right-wing cry babies saying that the Dems are behind Foleygate. So what, bitches? It's the first smart thing we've done since 1992 and that still doesn't excuse the hypocrites who've forgotten the nourishment they're reaped from Ken Starr's massive tit. And the true issues of voter anger are still Iraq, Katrina, the economy, etc... this just icing on the cake of a massively incompentent ruling party that cares more about power than policy. Or fairness.
Was it fair to do what Bush people did to McCain in 2000 (calling up voters and reminded them that McCain has a brown child)? Kerry with the Swift-boat ads? How dare you call the Dems out on nefarious behavior and explain away your lack of action on worries of being accused of gay-bashing. Not you, GOP, who have elevated gay bashing to an art form, modern-day Dixiecrats whose "preservation of our way of life" just happens to trample on the rights of others. 2004's victory was all about gay bashing. Don't tell me you're afraid to do it now.
The outrage over Foley would be the same if it were a 16-year-old girl. Foley's sexuality is a red-herring and it plays well to the homophobes and the homophobes in the GOP. I can hear them saying, "See, we tried to be tolerant... but look what happened."
Back to the original topic. If the Dems did release this info (and whose paranoid now, right-wingers?), its still wrong what Foley did. All they're doing is bringing to the public what was a gross abuse. If the GOP was on the other side, they'd do the same thing, only they would have done it even closer to the election. Like the day before.
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September 14, 2006
Former Texas Governor Ann Richards Dies at 73
Rest In Peace.
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September 11, 2006
Nothing to kill or die for... And no religion too
Its worth remembering that, right after 9-11, Clear Channel pulled John Lennon's "Imagine" from it's airwaves. Which to me, sitting in Queens, New York and still seeing the smoke coming from the rubble... well, it meant to me that, in all seriousness, the terrorists had won something. We censored a song that perhaps represents the highest of human goals... peace. Brotherhood of man. No hunger, no war, sharing, living together... Why did they take John Lennon off the air? I don't know. But this song should represent the goal. And the goal has been hidden.
Imagine there's no Heaven
It's easy if you try
No hell below us
Above us only sky
Imagine all the people
Living for today
Imagine there's no countries
It isn't hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion too
Imagine all the people
Living life in peace
You may say that I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will be as one
Imagine no possessions
I wonder if you can
No need for greed or hunger
A brotherhood of man
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world
You may say that I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will live as one
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April 12, 2006
My Love for 'Sheed Related Artwork Knows No Bounds
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January 22, 2006
The polls are closing...
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January 17, 2006
Sheed!
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July 16, 2005
Don't Call It A Comeback
Fat Charlie Has Re-opened!
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April 2, 2005
Fat Charlie's Nominee For The Next Pope
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March 11, 2005
Fat Charlie's Art Show
First, I must tell you that the book this artwork in is published by Seven Stories Press. I was an intern there in '98-'99 and it's a fantastic small house (like nine people work there) in Tribeca. Through them, I got to meet Howard Zinn and Ralph Nader. Great people, great list.
This is the Propaganda Remix Project, which uses old WWII/Norman Rockwell/30s artwork and reworks it for our times and our message. Link to it, love it....
Now on with the show!
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Piece #1
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March 5, 2005
The Talent of Aaron McGruder
Neophytes, one and all! Put down the "Garfield" and forget about that bitch "Cathy." Charles Schulz is dead.
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March 2, 2005
Wond’ring In The Night, What Were The Chances
But will we still be in love twenty years from now? Or will you have died on the crapper?
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We'd Be Sharing Love, Before The Night Is Through
I now know where the flowers have gone.
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February 23, 2005
Call Any Vegetable
Frank Zappa. Come on, ladies. He got some mojo working. Where it works, I haven't a clue.
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Some Famous Charlies
Jazz giant Charlie Parker. Died at age 34 after years of "living the life." Coroner estimated his age to be between 50 and 60 years old. See: Movie "Bird" Dir. Clint Eastwood
Charlie Rose, host of a PBS show creatively named, "The Charlie Rose Show." Set decor minimalist. Table with water glasses and stimulating conversation. Sometimes talks over guests. See: 11:00 your local PBS Station
A wooden doll with some man's hand up his ass. Hand in question belonged to the father of Murphy Brown. Famous with your grandma, now mulch. Aren't we all? See: mulch
Body man for a fake president. And no, that's not a sexual position. Charlie Young, like Charlie McCarthy, is not real. However, Mrs. Landingham was real and you cannot convince me otherwise. See: your momma
Like Charlie Young and Charlie McCarthy, not actually real. He's only here for the drugs. Don't sue me, Mr. Sheen or should I say, Mr. Estevez? Which are you? I'm so confused. See: what?
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February 22, 2005
Bill Moyers and Me
George Lucas, my friends. What an impact he has had on our world, our culture. Is this what Joseph Campbell had in mind? A hero of a thousand faces, a villian of equal porportion, a storm trooper doing the business. I don't like toilet humor. I am what my father would call "a snob." And yet, I find this picture strangly comforting. Take from it what you will. We're all just wearing white helmets in the end.
Joe Campbell, eat your heart out!
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Baptize Me With Your Blog Water
I am not a part of this "blog" thing. "Blog" is what Woody Allen hit with a broom in "Sleeper." Technology hates me. Let my cat smoke.
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