This one is called “man on train has picture of Ewan McGregor as Obi Wan Kenobi in iPhone“. Much better than a picture of your shitty kids. All hail the one true Kenobi.
Ealing Broadway Station
“We need to design something that commuters can park their bikes in while they’re at work.”
“Perhaps some sort of post, that they can chain it to?”
“Or a rack, so we can double up on space?”
“What about… A vagina?”
“Hot diggity damn, that’s the kind of free thinking we’re looking for in this office. Meeting adjourned.”
In my mind, I like to think Steel Rats was conceived at 3am by a load of drunken game devs. Stumbling home, one of them drunkenly slurs, “Listen, listen, I’ve got… an idea..”
Another week, another video game review. This time round, I got my leather biker gloves around the handlebars of Steel Rats, the latest entry into the clearly overcrowded 2.5D stunt-bike puzzle brawler market. It’s a blast to play, and well worth a look if you’re a fan of arcade games.
PEOPLE DOING SAME THING HORRIFIED
Once seen, never unseen. We all remember the first time we saw the fleshy pink cavern. We screamed, but all we heard was the sound of our own horror, a dull echo, reflected back from within the meaty walls. We tried not to look, but our eyes were forever drawn back, again, and again. Almost as if the gaping circumference held us in its own gravity well, drawing us forever closer,
Welcome back, old memories.
Seen at the Sackler gallery in London. As far as tributes go, this is one of the most tasteful I’ve ever seen.
But it begs the question: is the artist naive for not knowing the connotations, or am I a horrible person for assuming what it is.
I think I’m probably the horrible person.
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