This kinda stuff is generally comes off as gimmicky but this one goes waaaay beyond that as exhibited by the sheer lever
of insane engineering and precision. Well played sir.
Diamond Shot from David Roux-Fouillet on Vimeo.
Looks like a bit of craic all right….
These wonderful photographs were taken the amazing Steven Siegel. He has been documenting New York City’s five boroughs (and beyond) for over three decades now…. you can view more of his collection here.
So here’s the thing: Los Angeles is not a great place. I say that from an East Coast perspective, which is to say,
the most enlightened perspective on earth (perhaps next to the French when it comes to the matter of coquettish pouting).
But that’s not the point. The point is that when you walk down the street in LA, lamenting the fact that you are in LA,
you come upon something like this: an object so suited to sit against the blue backdropped eternal road that is Los Angeles.
Mike the Headless Chicken (April 1945 – March 1947), was a Wyandotte chicken that lived for
18 months after his head had been mostly cut off. Thought by many to be a hoax, the bird’s
owner took him to the University of Utah in Salt Lake City to establish the facts of the story.
Once his fame had been established, Mike began a career of touring sideshows in the company
of such other creatures as a two-headed calf. He was also photographed for dozens of
magazines and papers, featuring in Time and Life magazines.
Curiosity is the surest sign of intelligence.
Unless you are curious about what a beached whale being liquidized with explosives looks like at close range.
Then its not very intelligent.
I salute you sir. Just look at him, the man is clearly a national treasure and has devoted his entire life to his passion,
miniature animatronic fuck machines. They also smack of Fritz Lange’s Metropolis. The best quote is highly debateable
but I like this one maybe because he’s just so matter of fact about it:
[holding up a robot horse with an extendable penis] “And he also has a f*ckable butt.”
I know, a car park!
Well not any car park …..THIS CAR PARK!
for a private residence in Sydney, Australia.
Mural installation by Edward Woodley.
Photography by Katherine Lu.
@Gaslampkiller posted this the other day…saying “4 some reason this video makes me feel like everything is gonna be alright.”
On this day of great sadness, lets remember him in happier times:
Look, it will go like this: you will be instructed to go one way by some, the opposite way by others. In the not-too-far distance will be a place of solace. You will have no way to get there. There is no road leading there. But at the end of the day, if you have your health, you should really shut the fuck up. Metaphorically speaking, of course.

I once rear-ended a taxi in my Volkswagen Polo and my insurance company tried to wriggle out of it, so good luck clearing up this mess lads.
Though these cars still look prettier post crash than my wee wheels looked pre crash!
A good friend of mine emailed this site link to me yesterday….it made my day! http://textsfrombennett.tumblr.com/
Here’s a small sample of the treats it has instore…
Yves Rossy flies a jet suit in spectacular formation flight alongside two Albatross jets over the Swiss Alps… and calls himself JETMAN.
Sweet.



















































