We’re seriously wearing it out. (at Canteen 3255)

In the ’80s, this is what I thought dance clubs in #Minneapolis would look like. Laurie Anderson and Kate Bush and Pete Gabriel all playing. I wanted in on that so bad.

Just had lunch with friends/former coworkers. I’ll miss this part of town. #Minneapolis #Minnesota (at Minnesota Vikings Stadium)

theparisreview:

“We spent countless hours by ourselves in the basement, hunched over a table painting those one-inch model armies in the glowing sixty-watt light of small desk lamps, always scheming, always prepping, strategizing, but never actually playing anything.”

Christopher Urban on the Warhammer 40,000 of his youth.

Hear, hear.

I’m downtown for an interview with a recruiter I used to work with. Wish me luck. (at Nicollet Mall)

Grilled chicken thighs with coconut oil and Penzey’s 4S seasoning. Turned out perfectly.
@webergrills #wickedgoodcharcoal (at CARAG, Minneapolis)

I may not have a job, but I’ve done the house laundry, washed two loads of dishes, taken out all the trash and recycling, and now I’m going to get unlisted from junk mail. (at CARAG, Minneapolis)

The Grand Adventure: Entering Singapore, Part 1

I’m a little surprised, but so much happened on our first day in Singapore that I can’t cover it in one entry. (I could, but it would be longer than anyone would care to read.) So here’s part one, in which my wife and I bus down in the middle of the night and check into a hotel more cushy than the previous five months.

karenhurley:

Copywriter: Agustin SanchezAD: Alex Nassour Via

Specimen of the misogyny endemic to our society: women are used as an insult to a conservative definition of manhood. Glilette agrees to the scale of worth that places women below men.
This of course is limiting to how men are permitted to define themselves. This low-brow sexism works to shame men from independent definition, keeping them channeled within a narrowly restricted corridor of acceptable behavior—both to secure its power base and to bully a consumer bloc.
Nothing in this ad speaks to the merits of the product. Does it shave closer than Bic? Does it shave smoother than Dollar Shave Club? There is not even a model listed: this is messaging/positioning piece by which the brand in general reaffirms its boundaries and berates the consumer into compliance, promising to convey an experience without positing how this experience is exclusive to the brand.
Viewers are directed to a website where their face is scanned and virtual whiskers grow in real time for the user to shave. This could have been a playful and accepting website but the marketers chose an alienating and oppressive tone to feed an “us against them” belligerence, where “them” is anyone who does not conform to the trend of facial hair, itself being coöpted as a tool for consumption.

karenhurley:

Copywriter: Agustin Sanchez
AD: Alex Nassour Via

Specimen of the misogyny endemic to our society: women are used as an insult to a conservative definition of manhood. Glilette agrees to the scale of worth that places women below men.

This of course is limiting to how men are permitted to define themselves. This low-brow sexism works to shame men from independent definition, keeping them channeled within a narrowly restricted corridor of acceptable behavior—both to secure its power base and to bully a consumer bloc.

Nothing in this ad speaks to the merits of the product. Does it shave closer than Bic? Does it shave smoother than Dollar Shave Club? There is not even a model listed: this is messaging/positioning piece by which the brand in general reaffirms its boundaries and berates the consumer into compliance, promising to convey an experience without positing how this experience is exclusive to the brand.

Viewers are directed to a website where their face is scanned and virtual whiskers grow in real time for the user to shave. This could have been a playful and accepting website but the marketers chose an alienating and oppressive tone to feed an “us against them” belligerence, where “them” is anyone who does not conform to the trend of facial hair, itself being coöpted as a tool for consumption.

Nature bats last. (at Mill City Museum)

Browsing through popular Instagram accounts puts me in a bad place. It restores my despair in the general populace, reaffirms my faith in the near-term human extinction. We are all rushing toward our just deserts. (at Lake Calhoun)

It’s not just me, right? This is a ridiculously oversized lump of charcoal, right? (at CARAG, Minneapolis)

This season’s opera sets up in the Mill City Ruins. (at Mill City Museum)