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We’ve discovered the YouTubeâ„¢ phenomena and (Chad especially) seems hooked…

And why not? You really can’t see too many kitty cat blooper videos in my book.

I recently declared that this technology was “the herald of the end Bob Saget’s career.”
(*Then the guys filled me in that he hasn’t hosted America’s Funniest Home Video’s probably a decade)…

How would I know? We haven’t had a feed to our TV in over five years… Now we’re becoming habitual YouTube enthusiasts.

Does that mean we’re starved for content because of munkish self-imposed media constraints?…. or were we simply waiting for the media to catch up to our expectations.

I fluctuate between feeling cutting edge and Amish daily.

We’ve moved past the “teenagers lighting farts on fire” video clips and have found some really delightfully strange stuff.

chalkdog, Bollywood-n-Haywood-Wakefield addict, found this little ditty (editorial note: the link was removed as the Youtube video no longer exists) – which I say presents a compelling argument that the infiltration of Western pop-culture into other cultures is a form of terrorism.

That said – I find the clip strangely shag-a-woofy-rific and makes me want to wear chicken.

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Friend Jay blipped me an instant message this morning wondering if I’d like to have lunch and see his new apartment which is right around the corner from our studio.

Jay, who I spent a lot of time with in my formative 20’s, is the most eccentric party favor in the proverbial grab bag of weirdoes I call my friends. I accredit my strangeness, in part, to his influence – and the rest to my father (Y-Chrome Donor).

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Jay is a tenured Art Teacher for a suburban public elementary school. It’s important to note that decades of paste and tempera paint fume inhalation has not turned him into what you’d imagine would be a complacent pubic school system automaton. He’s still excited about teaching.

We zapped over to The Hill and nabbed some sandwiches and headed back to the new pad. Nice place… A spacious two-story, two bedroom for a monthly fee which would make SF folks cringe with envy.

Jay has two easily detectable obsessions. Heywood Wakefield Furniture and Hindi Film. We chatted over lunch and watched some Bollywood musical release which I can’t even begin to define. Their film industry is obviously influenced by the west – but there’s plenty of traditional Indian culture mixed in. Culturally speaking, it’s like looking at ourselves in a carnival fun-house mirror.

I keep bugging Jay to start a blog. His obscure humor and intimidating intellect would make him a good read. But, typical of his generation, he’s antsy about new technology.

He was also quick to point out that I don’t have one, so why should he?

*smart ass rat bastard.. I love him.