Surfing the web for men's underwear, while eating a banana and watching a football game, is a true definition of being a man.

(Some Muffled Criticism...)

Hey, to me a banana is just a banana. If it makes you uncomfortable, maybe you should stick to oranges and boxer shorts.

Buffalo! In the Olympics! No, not like this, like this!

Buffalonians! In the sculls!

Q: If a sculler wears a hat, is it a scull cap?
A: Please stop making awful jokes.

Q: If awful jokes were to stop, would you continue reading?
A: I would have no other way to know if the awful jokes had stopped unless I did.

No promises on that, but probably some more skulldiggin'ry is still to come.

Not just Skull Rings, but Skulls in general!

Why get the whole skeleton when you can just get a skull? Why get a skull when you can get a whole skeleton? Why not go to Skulls Unlimited and take your pick? Skulls!

And what of summer blockbusters? Perhaps there is a skull there as well? A Crystal Skull, no less? Too bad if they may be fakes, or if others think the franchise has nuked the fridge. Maybe they should see the previous movies and refresh themselves on how Jones, Sr. surfed the tread. People's memories may make the implausible seem more plausible than it actually appeared. Or it's the summer heat. Fries the brain. Inside the SKULL!

Perhaps you can prevent overheating with this delicious, iMacian-of-yore-type skull.

Enough skulls and skull rings. One more skull ring for tomorrow so we can get on with the all important stuff: music.

Q: Would a post about skulls be complete without a mention of the Misfits?
A: Hell no.

I like that new address better already.

What do you mean you don't know what a skull ring is? It's a Skull Ring! A Ring with a Skull! Ultimate toughness! Super bad-ass dirt-draggin' leather chaps in your face ride your fuckin' Harley fuckin' finger accessory for non-conformists only! MegaMacho metal-studded denim-jacket fist crushing ultimate toughest of tough ass teenagers at the mall on saturday rebellion cake! Evil soul-destroying neck tattoo shaved head biker face fury action! Aggressive heavy metal digit decoration that only a mother could loathe! Yes!

So, courtesy of Tony Creed aka TC it is Skull Rings Heaven. I think this refers to the awesomeness of the rings, but it could also be where Skull Rings go when they die.

It was pointed out by my friend that some of these rings had a rather circular naming convention. Such as "Customized War Ring Skull Ring". This led our team to develop our own potential names:

Skull ring war ring ring ring ring

Skull War Ring of the Ring of Warring War Skulls that War for The Ring of SkullWar

Skull Ring Of Skulls On A Ring That I Made With A Skull

Ah... so much Skull Rings, so little summer to wear them in!

Spitzer Is Linked to Prostitution Ring.

I think the picture says it all.

http://www.ilxor.com/ILX/ThreadSelectedControllerServlet?boardid=41&threadid=37079

...and not only because it may cause one to buy Emo Philips records. That's from 2005, but here's vinyl lovin' going on in 2008. Dangerous stuff, to start thinking about buying lots of Vinyl. Again.

On a related dangerous note of things that are also dangerous that happened whilst writing this: forgetting Merzbow is on your iPod when you crank it up and set it to shuffle. Ooo yeah, that smarts.

Who's Raymond Federman? Why, the founder of surfiction, friend to Samuel Beckett, former Melodia E. Jones Distinguished Professor at UB, one of the founders of the original Fiction Collective, and general French madman of America.

Anyway, it'd been a while, and his stagnant homepage always causes one to fear the worst.

As it turns out, he's writing all over the place and I missed it. There's the Federman blog and the Federman MySpace page. There's also plenty of older material out there: this old page from the Electronic Poetry Center at UB, an interview, and his 1981 interview with Stanislaw Lem, for a start.

And that's not even including his musical work.

Mark: Hello! While I still live in Buffalo, I have actually gained notice for my poster celebrating Joe Strummer, a man from Britain! Both of these places have names that start with B! Ha ha!

Sam: Ha ha ha! Boy, you are funny! This reminds me of when you used to DJ at the Kingsnake Lounge. I would drink there!

Mark: Yes, I also would drink there! Small world!

Sam: 'Tis true! (Pause.) Pray tell, do you enjoy the Buffalo Sabres Hockey Organization?

Mark: Most assuredly I do! Although I fear they are not as good as in years past. Like last year past.

Sam: Alas, this is quite true. Speaking of fear, did you know I have a fear of a cooper black planet?

Mark: I did not. But did you know that I enjoy the classic Public Enemy hip-hop group?

Sam: What great news I hear you bringing to me and my ears! For you see, I also happen to enjoy the hip-hop music.

Sam and Mark (In unison): What great luck it is for us to have so many circumstantial similarities to converse about! (Raise glasses) To designers! (Sam and Mark clink glasses together.)

World's Largest Ball of Paint

Now if only someone would start a Ballofpaintwhore site (like, maybe, these folks?), we could tie this all up nicely.

Oh yeah, speaking of hobbies: Go Bills.

Updated: 56-10? This may help remind all of us why we no longer watch Bills games.

Posterwhore: A place to upload, browse, and view posters and poster-related things. Oh yeah, more ways to help kill time.

To kill time for now, Sleep's Dopesmoker will eat up the next 20 minutes. Apparently, it might be about smoking dope. If that's what caused this track to be made, fine--whatever works for you. We're just glad to have friends that share music that should've been purchased years ago.

It's a good thing there are headphones here to crank this through.