Sean Curry.

Resident cats Cherub and Abby peek under the bedroom door

Thu, 02 Sep 2010 14:19:29 -0400

what’s going on?

can you see anything, Cherub?

I SEE…

KITTENS!

The boys’ photo shoot just ended! The girls are up next! Get excited!

An old bowling/internet friend of mine, Monika, has apparently been doing this blog for a while, though I only just started following it now. If you’re looking to adopt a cat, or want pictures of adorable kittens in your dashboard every day, check her out.

uncannie: Yes. (via notnadia) I’ve never been 100%...

Thu, 02 Sep 2010 11:08:00 -0400

uncannie:

Yes.

(via notnadia)

I’ve never been 100% certain about reblogging something before today.

OOOHHHH MMMMYYYY GGGGGOOOOOODDDDD WWWWAAAANNNNTTTT

Thu, 02 Sep 2010 10:10:16 -0400

OOOHHHH MMMMYYYY GGGGGOOOOOODDDDD WWWWAAAANNNNTTTT

NYC's Worst Landlords Watchlist

Wed, 01 Sep 2010 10:57:19 -0400

NYC's Worst Landlords Watchlist:

Two things:

Notice the absolute lack of any bad landlords in Astoria.
Ctrl-F “Shawn Curry”. I’m spelled “Sean”, but still.

With Neighbors Unaware, Toxic Spill at a BP Plant - NYT

Wed, 01 Sep 2010 09:27:46 -0400

With Neighbors Unaware, Toxic Spill at a BP Plant - NYT:

Oh BP, you crazy! And by “crazy”, I of course mean “decidedly and repeatedly anti-human”.

"Cuando no tengo nada que hacer pienso en la inmortalidad del cangrejo"

Tue, 31 Aug 2010 21:19:51 -0400

“Cuando no tengo nada que hacer pienso en la inmortalidad del cangrejo”

- Old Spanish idiom for “daydreaming”.

Cities of Sand - Inception and Neil Gaiman’s Sandman...

Tue, 31 Aug 2010 14:23:16 -0400

Cities of Sand - Inception and Neil Gaiman’s Sandman series mash-up (Would this be a mash-up or a crossover?)

Seriously, if you know about Neil Gaiman’s Sandman series and haven’t read it yet, then you are willfully, knowingly, and purposefully depriving yourself of the single greatest artistic expression in the graphic novel medium of all time, and I have no sympathy for you. I am not exaggerating for comedic effect; I am absolutely dead serious about this.

And now you know about it. Make it the next thing you read.

Well this is brilliant.

Tue, 31 Aug 2010 11:28:38 -0400

Well this is brilliant.

Remove Sandals (0/2) - Penny Arcade

Tue, 31 Aug 2010 10:21:00 -0400

Remove Sandals (0/2) - Penny Arcade:

I would play any of these games:

Obviously, Exodus - the period covered by the game - should be an MMO. Jonah? Adventure. Samson is an Action RPG - he literally equips a weapon mid-narrative. David? JRPG. Armageddon? Tactics. Dead Sea Scrolls? CCG. Song of Solomon? Dating sim.

Revelations? Survival horror.

OK, Song of Solomon would be creepy as all hell, but the rest of these? Absolutely. Armageddon?! Leading the forces of heaven against the teeming masses of hell’s legions, Starcraft-style? I’d play this in a heartbeat. We’ve done it with the Greeks, the Norse, and other pantheons, so why isn’t the Bible (not Dante’s Inferno, the Bible) a videogame yet?

This was. The greatest show. Of my childhood. Also, fun fact:...

Mon, 30 Aug 2010 22:09:04 -0400

This was. The greatest show. Of my childhood.

Also, fun fact: Carlton Cuse was one of the creators! I had no idea.

Ha. Ben Folds is awesome.

Mon, 30 Aug 2010 17:03:08 -0400

Ha. Ben Folds is awesome.

And then someone else took Calvin and Hobbes and made it about...

Mon, 30 Aug 2010 15:03:25 -0400

And then someone else took Calvin and Hobbes and made it about Chewbacca and Han Solo!

What the hell is so awesomely wrong with Stephen Colbert?

Mon, 30 Aug 2010 13:05:53 -0400

What the hell is so awesomely wrong with Stephen Colbert?

Photo

Mon, 30 Aug 2010 11:37:00 -0400

Snacks and Shit

Mon, 30 Aug 2010 10:46:36 -0400

Snacks and Shit:

“Car smell like blue cheese.”

-Rick Ross, Mafia Music

“You KNOW I like to eat Cobb salads in this bitch.”

Filed under: Not a good thing.

Just start reading. We’ll see you in an hour.

…how long has this existed?!

Mon, 30 Aug 2010 10:18:41 -0400

…how long has this existed?!

How to see Louis CK's "Hilarious" on the big screen on Sept. 8, 2010

Sun, 29 Aug 2010 12:12:15 -0400

How to see Louis CK's "Hilarious" on the big screen on Sept. 8, 2010:

New York City: 7:30 & 9:45 p.m. screenings at IFC Theater at Waverly, 323 Avenue of the Americas, New York City. Tickets go on sale on Friday, August 27, and are available at the IFC Theater Box Office or through www.ifccenter.com

Louis CK is the greatest working comedian today, period. I’m definitely going to see this on my own at least, but anyone want to tag along?

Come to this this Friday! I’m going to be telling my dumb...

Sun, 29 Aug 2010 12:01:00 -0400

Come to this this Friday! I’m going to be telling my dumb jokes in between bands. You’ll love it, promise! Future dress HIGHLY ENCOURAGED. Click the photo to go through to the event page on Facebook.

I woke up this morning, grabbed my laundry and finally dragged it out to get cleaned. I was very...

Sun, 29 Aug 2010 11:36:51 -0400

I woke up this morning, grabbed my laundry and finally dragged it out to get cleaned. I was very proud of myself- this laundry has been sitting in its basket, staring at me, for about three weeks now. But today was finally the day; I got on it immediately. And how did the universe reward my initiative, my productivity?

The first thing I stepped on upon leaving my apartment was a dead fish.

There was a dead fish wrapped in a tissue outside my apartment.

Dead fish. In a tissue.

Why was there was a dead fish wrapped in a tissue immediately outside my apartment? I couldn’t tell you. Perhaps someone was walking by with a carton of dead fish wrapped in tissues, and one fell out. Either he didn’t notice (I’m assuming, I think correctly, that this would be a man) because he had so many other dead fish wrapped in tissues to begin with, or he did notice, but left it, thinking to himself, “Who cares? I have so many other dead fish wrapped in tissues to begin with.”

Now, lest you think I’m over reacting, let me assure you that this is not an isolated incident. Some weeks ago (about three laundry cycles (they’re almost aligning with the moon now, so they’re a good way for me to keep track of long stretches of time)), I left my apartment to find a dead bird on my block. Note that I didn’t say, “in front of my apartment,” but, “on my block.” Because this dead bird wasn’t in front of any one door, or any two doors, or even any three doors. This bird, or rather, its many scattered pieces, had been spread up an down my block, by what I can only assume was a frenzied dog or an overzealous Santaria sect. That bird’s innards colored my lovely sidewalk for a good ten days before the city finally came and picked him up (“You said he’s in front of your door, Mr. Curry?” “Well, yes, in front of my door, and my neighbors’ door, and their neighbors’ door, and their neighbors’-” “I’m sure the workers will see it when they arrive.”).

But back to my fish. It wasn’t just that there was a dead fish wrapped in a tussue outside my apartment this morning, it was that I stepped on it before I was aware of what it was. When I looked down at first, I thought, “Why did someone wrap a four-inch long stick in tissue-” Then I looked closer, and my mind developed its own gag reflex right then and there, to say nothing of my body’s. In saying this, let me also remind my numerous interested readers that one of the many jobs I’ve held was on a trail crew at a New Jersey state park. During this job, I encountered some Santaria worship sites the morning after- I have seen a dead chicken stuck to a tree with a knife jutting through its torso, and then I have seen what happens when that knife is quickly removed (Chicken and Chicken Guts spill all over the ground.). I have also had to bury a dead dog that washed up from the Hudson River. To do this, I had to pick the dog up, with my gloved hands, and get it into a Hefty ten-gallon-

I think I can spare you that part of the story. Suffice it to say, I am not a squeamish person, if I know what it is I’m looking at or stepping on in my bumming-around-the-house-day shoes (these shoes are old and not very substantial). So, upon realizing that I had stepped on and was looking intently at was not a four-inch long stick, but rather a four inch long dead fish wrapped in a tissue, my first thought was, “EEEAEEAAYYYYYAGAAAAHHHAHAHAHHAGGGGAGHAH!!!!!”

Of course, my second thought was, “This would make a great blog post.”

Hahaha, love this. Bert - AlcoholErnie - Pain killersKermit -...

Sun, 29 Aug 2010 01:00:21 -0400

Hahaha, love this.

Bert - Alcohol
Ernie - Pain killers
Kermit - Cocaine