My name is Jeff McCrory.

I run The Brambles from the suburbs of Sacramento.


My blogging interests include: the Sactosphere, philosophy, politics, music, hiking, photography, wildflowers, MS paint art, etc.

8th of July 2009
 
America’s next top book model?
America’s next top book model?
7th of July 2009
 
Meat World, I’m glad I’m done with you.
Meat World, I’m glad I’m done with you.
 

Let me out of here

I’m trapped in a room with the MJ Memorial on the TV.

A Congresswoman from Texas went cuckoobananas during her eulogy, painting the “King” as some kind of saint because he did charity work now and again. We heard the same shite about Princess Diana. News flash to Texas Congresswoman: Charity work is a social obligation for extremely rich people like MJ and Princess Di. If they didn’t preform it, they would risk ostracization from their peer groups, and if the public ever found out about how they were being stingy with their gazillions of dollars they would quickly run amok of the public’s deep hostility towards the over-privileged. Furthermore, charity workers get compensated for their good deeds by getting to feel good about themselves for a little while. What non-psychopathic person would not get a warm, fuzzy feeling from making a child with cancer smile?

6th of July 2009
 
A boy and his dog.
A boy and his dog.
5th of July 2009
 
TPM:Jenny Sanford just released her first statement since her husband, South Carolina Gov. Mark Sanford, gave a long interview to the Associated Press in which he admitted to “crossing the line” several times and called his Argentine lover his “soul mate.”
I wonder if the Gov. is getting any sadistic pleasure out of humiliating his wife in front of the nation.  Her pained eyes and the fact that her lipstick matches her dress in the photo is heartbreaking to me.
TPM:
Jenny Sanford just released her first statement since her husband, South Carolina Gov. Mark Sanford, gave a long interview to the Associated Press in which he admitted to “crossing the line” several times and called his Argentine lover his “soul mate.”

I wonder if the Gov. is getting any sadistic pleasure out of humiliating his wife in front of the nation. Her pained eyes and the fact that her lipstick matches her dress in the photo is heartbreaking to me.

4th of July 2009
 

My favorite J5/MJ songs, ordered psychoanalytically

More Johnny-come-lately stuff

Uninhibited libido:
1. Can You Feel It?
2. Don’t Stop ‘Till You Get Enough
3. Burn This Disco Down

Sublimated libido:
4. I Want You Back
5. I’ll Be There

Desublimated libido:
6. You Rock My World
7. Bad

Lower-level Defense Mechanisms:
8. Scream

Paedophilia Erotica:
9. I Can’t Help It
10. I Can’t Stop Loving You
11. PYT (Pretty Young Thing)
12. Sugar Daddy

Beyond Analysis:
13. Never Can Say Goodbye
14. Billie Jean

 
But you can’t put the genie back into the bottle after the gubernatorial love nib has visited the portal of divine nectar.
I’m embarrassed that I have to explain the metaphysical facts of life to a man of his frequent-flyer miles, but there it is. 
I Scream of Genie: James Wolcott (I didn’t get to laugh at this until now, because I was off the internet for a month).
 

Shoot the moon (for a mere 5 million dollars)

Quickly reviewed: Moon (2009)

Directed by Duncan Jones, starring Sam Rockwell and Kevin Spacey.

This movie will be remembered less for its art, which is mediocre and derivative, and more for its feat of making a visually dazzling sci-fi movie on a shoe-string budget. One can imagine a scenario in which independent movie-makers, inspired by Moon, make original, high concept movies that exert competitive pressure on the big-budget fantasy and comic book franchises. Hollywood won’t be able to shit out Aquaman 10 and expect to keep the same percentage of market share.

 
dalasverdugo:


(via danirrational)
Fuck yeah they signed it.

dalasverdugo:

(via danirrational)

Fuck yeah they signed it.

 

I love this Stalinist poem

The Interrogation of the Good

by Bertolt Brecht

Step forward: we hear
That you are a good man.

You cannot be bought, but the lightning
Which strikes the house, also
Cannot be bought.
You hold to what you said.
But what did you say?
You are honest, you say your opinion.
Which opinion?
You are brave.
Against whom?
You are wise.
For whom?
You do not consider your personal advantages.
Whose advantages do you consider then?
You are a good friend.
Are you also a good friend of the good people?

Hear us then: we know.
You are our enemy. This is why we shall
Now put you in front of a wall. But in consideration
of your merits and good qualities
We shall put you in front of a good wall and shoot you
With a good bullet from a good gun and bury you
With a good shovel in the good earth.

2nd of July 2009
 
Better angry than sad?
Better angry than sad?
30th of June 2009
 

Was I missed?

I’m halfway back online. I decided to stay offline for 28 days (a menstrual cycle) and use the last two days of the month to decompress, so my computer use is still limited. I took photos of my adventure, and I’ll post them later this week.
31st of May 2009
 

Missing: Blogger

I will not be online for the entire month of June. In fact, I’ve sworn to not get within two feet of a computer for thirty days, and I’m going to write about it at the end of it. I ripped this idea off from Aaron Swartz, not to mention Morgan Spurlock.

I don’t know how I am going to cope. I’ve already got the shakes. Pray for me or, at least, watch some free online porn and think of me kindly, and if you’re planning on leaving a comment to say how you would never, ever think of me while watching porn (ye doth protest too much, methinks) remember I won’t be online to read it.

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30th of May 2009
 
I saw a snake on my hike today, and now I am posting a photo of it to procrastinate.  I’m in the process of writing obviously.  Which gives me an idea for a book title.  How to avoid work (even when there is no avoiding it).
I saw a snake on my hike today, and now I am posting a photo of it to procrastinate. I’m in the process of writing obviously. Which gives me an idea for a book title. How to avoid work (even when there is no avoiding it).
 
I got my new driver’s license in the mail this afternoon.  I look like a) a mad bomber and b) late-period Jim Morrison.  God, I hope this is not the end.
I got my new driver’s license in the mail this afternoon. I look like a) a mad bomber and b) late-period Jim Morrison. God, I hope this is not the end.
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