February « 2007 « Rise Industries | Interdisciplinary projects since 1999

posted by on 2007.02.27, under Uncategorized

If I win the CA lottery tonight, I could afford to buy every Delorean on earth*. I would still have plenty of cash left over to buy a small island where I set up a factory convert them to helicopters so I can use them to take over the earth.

I am in.

*Today, about six thousand DeLorean Motor Cars are believed to still exist.

*pretty sure I could get this one too, if its for sale. Gold. Plated.

*More about the Gold Deloreans here. Apparently one ended up in LA! I am going to check it out, now! Photos on page two.

posted by on 2007.02.27, under Uncategorized

I’m not one to go ga-ga over new technology so quickly. In fact, I can be a bit of a cave-man, or, at least, I am too cheap to be the first one out of the gate. I don’t have a camera phone, it doesn’t play video, and I long for it to ring like a real phone (none of that soft jazz ring crap). I dont get email with it, and my iPod doesn’t play video or store photos.

But, when I saw this from our dear and glorious leader, Apple… well, I nearly creamed my jeans.

posted by on 2007.02.26, under Uncategorized

You know that THX sound at the beginning of films… I love it. All sweeping and wobbly and huge and bassy and high at the same time, then resolving into the mother-of-all-chords as it takes a nose-dive. Michele hates it. Ever wonder how it was made? Found a great article written by the creator. Here.

posted by on 2007.02.16, under Uncategorized


The Metro Valentine Initiative:

For the past two valentines days, Otis College of Art and Design Communication Arts Professor Neil Sadler turned some lights on and some lights off in the Los Angeles Metro Building, creating a big heart.

We can see it right from our window, but this nice photo is taken off my roof.

It is viewable from 3 freeways of traffic… Estimated audience 2 million (+TV coverage). Total cost $0 (well, factor in some electricy I suppose).

posted by on 2007.02.15, under Uncategorized

Directions to my parents house from my house:

Get onto the 10 Freeway at downtown Los Angeles, go east.

Turn left at Jacksonville, onto Route 95

Turn right at Boston, onto Route 3

Stop at Norwell.

See, its only 3 roads, two turns from here.

You can follow along on this handy map.

posted by on 2007.02.07, under Uncategorized

Are architects really this out of touch with what most Americans like in a building?

Judging from what people usually look for in a house, probably.

posted by on 2007.02.06, under Uncategorized

Hey, they have a pretty sweet monogram.

posted by on 2007.02.06, under Uncategorized

The Americans who voted for George W. Bush wish to return their television. Over at McSweeney’s Internet Tendency.

Relatedly, I have been reading Catch-22 for the second time lately, and it is fantastic. Sort of a drifting cloud of contradictions and rotating viewpoints, stepping forward and back through time to mull over the same events again and again. Alternating ludicrous humor with moments of clear beauty which set you up for horrifying episodes of staggering pain and violence. I can’t really get into it all right now, but I may need to start up some novel-blogging ala Defective Yeti on Moby Dick or something. Anyway. I hit this sweet little passage the other day, when Joseph Heller pretty much summed up our situation with Halliburton and private “security companies” in Iraq, but from back in time:

“‘Frankly, I’d like to see the government get out of war altogether and leave the whole field to private industry. If we pay the government everything we owe it, we’ll only be encouraging government control and discouraging other individuals from bombing their own men and planes. We’ll be taking away their incentive.’
Milo was correct, of course, as everyone soon agreed but a few embittered misfits like Doc Daneeka, who sulked cantankerously and muttered offensive insinuations about the morality of the whole venture until Milo mollified him wth a donation, in the name of the syndicate…”

-this just after Milo had his planes bomb his own squadron for a hefty profit paid by the Germans.

“‘Milo, this is Alvin Brown. I’ve finished dropping my bombs. What should I do now?’
‘Strafe,’ said Milo.
‘Strafe?’ Alvin Brown was shocked.
‘We have no choice,’ Milo informed him resignedly. ‘It’s in the contract.'”

posted by on 2007.02.06, under Uncategorized

The Americans who voted for George W. Bush wish to return their television. Over at McSweeney’s Internet Tendency.

Relatedly, I have been reading Catch-22 for the second time lately, and it is fantastic. Sort of a drifting cloud of contradictions and rotating viewpoints, stepping forward and back through time to mull over the same events again and again. Alternating ludicrous humor with moments of clear beauty which set you up for horrifying episodes of staggering pain and violence. I can’t really get into it all right now, but I may need to start up some novel-blogging ala Defective Yeti on Moby Dick or something. Anyway. I hit this sweet little passage the other day, when Joseph Heller pretty much summed up our situation with Halliburton and private “security companies” in Iraq, but from back in time:

“‘Frankly, I’d like to see the government get out of war altogether and leave the whole field to private industry. If we pay the government everything we owe it, we’ll only be encouraging government control and discouraging other individuals from bombing their own men and planes. We’ll be taking away their incentive.’
Milo was correct, of course, as everyone soon agreed but a few embittered misfits like Doc Daneeka, who sulked cantankerously and muttered offensive insinuations about the morality of the whole venture until Milo mollified him wth a donation, in the name of the syndicate…”

-this just after Milo had his planes bomb his own squadron for a hefty profit paid by the Germans.

“‘Milo, this is Alvin Brown. I’ve finished dropping my bombs. What should I do now?’
‘Strafe,’ said Milo.
‘Strafe?’ Alvin Brown was shocked.
‘We have no choice,’ Milo informed him resignedly. ‘It’s in the contract.'”

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