Who Feels It, Knows It
Saturday, Oct 15: Burque Noir
Heritage, Past and Present
Monday, Oct 10: Indigenous Peoples’ Day Celebration
The Daily Word in the VP Debate, Marionberries and Grumpy Old Man Syndrome
Since you didn't watch the VP debate last night here's the rundown, you gad damn millennial.
Just in case you're being monitored, encrypt your messages on Facebook just in case.
Are there limits to aging?
If you need to calm down for a minute, I highly recommend checking out these works of art.
What the fuck is a Marionberry and why are Oregonians obsessed with it?
Evacuations are beginning as Hurricane Matthew hits the US.
Jessica Kelley has a long history of assaulting people before she allegedly tortured and murdered 10-year-old Victoria Martens.
Latte Birthday Wishes
Saturday, Oct 1: Birthday Bash
Saturday, Oct 1: 24 Hour Comics Day
Saturday, Sep 17: 10th Anniversary Celebration Of Open Space Visitor Center
The Daily Word in Art, ISIS and the iPhone 7
This artist has been known for documenting her interactions with strangers since the late '90s. Presently, she continues to meet people and photograph them in a way that's intimate, bold and strange.
The trial for the “Oregon Occupiers” officially begins today.
How could Apple possibly inconvenience people more than when they changed their charger?
Google is making it a priority to stop people from joining ISIS on their watch.
Mexico's finance minister has resigned for literally no reason.
Artist Alina Kunitsyna expresses her fascination with peoples' interpersonal lives in a very unique way.
Friday, Sep 2: Bridge: Arts and Social Justice
The Daily Word in Ocean Art, Gene Wilder and Stolen Cows
Let's all take a moment of silence and watch Young Frankenstein followed by Willy Wonka and maybe Blazing Saddles after that if there's time. RIP, Gene Wilder. You left behind quite a legacy.
Half a million dollars worth of cows was stolen from a farm in New Zealand sometime between the beginning of July and now. Poirot, we need you on the case.
Well, we did it. Humans have officially created a new epoch, distinguished by the horrifying extent that we've managed to alter the natural world with our plastic-y presence and nuclear bombs. Welcome to the Anthropocene.
Remember Brock Turner, the rapist from Stanford University? His six-month jail sentence was cut down to three on grounds of “good behavior” and an unhappy public is already planning protests for his release.
The ocean is a better artist than I am.
Scientists have come up with a new theory about our Australopithecus ancestor, Lucy, claiming that she fell from a tree. Some scientists reject the theory, calling the paper “click bait” for media coverage. Regardless of who's right, it's an interesting read.
Make it 'Til You Make It
Saturday, Aug 27: Albuquerque Mini Maker Faire
The Daily Word in Bees, Instagram and Italy
A 6.2 earthquake hit central Italy last night.
Not sure if you're depressed? Check your Instagram.
Business owners have already started to take proactive action against the negative affects of ART.
A spontaneous block party was filmed for a music video for the musician Jandro on Sunday.
France exploited three women who just wanted to enjoy the beach for an afternoon.
A project called Holobiont Urbanism is tracking microbes with bees and mapping the results.
The Daily Word in bikers, cryptids and resuming construction on the ART project
Special late edition
Daily Beast has details about the end of Gawker as we know it.
Gawker broke the Rob Ford, crack-smoking-Mayor of Toronto story so it is fitting that they were able to release the entire, extremely damning video.
ART is on, the stay has been lifted, construction will resume.
Even I will admit this cryptic sighting is an old man with a bad limp.
Meow Wolf: Where Only The Absurd Exists
Go ahead, lose your mind
My journey into an unreasonable world began gradually, transitioning from a seemingly normal, domestic home into increasingly peculiar surroundings. I walked inside of a house, or maybe warped through a space tunnel. I'm still not sure. It was dark, but unlike nighttime; time wasn't a factor. Instead, everything—including the impossible—simply existed. Creaky stairs led me to a small study, a bathroom and two bedrooms. I walked slowly, picking up on an eerie sensation from the desaturated and somber-looking family photos that hung on nearly every wall. Even the photos that contained smiling faces looked inherently sad. Something strange clearly happened here ...
Inside the master bedroom was a computer with a talking head, spewing information about “the power of positive mechanics.” I didn't stay in this room very long. The closet beckoned with a blue glowing light and I entered, turned left and disappeared down a dark corridor into another dimension. Ambient sounds came from a room beyond where a man sat at a piano pressing keys that didn't exude melodic chords, rather, monstrous sounds and spooky vibrations. I got chills.
Inside was indistinguishable from outside at first. Each place was equally inconceivable and they blurred together. Nothing was linear and everything was open to interpretation.
Downstairs, I opened a refrigerator, walked inside of it and through a brightly lit hallway that led to a tunnel. I ended up in a corridor with neon-colored coral wriggling up from the ground and giant fish floating four feet above my head.
Then: on the other side of thick, plastic streamers I stepped inside a dark, foggy room with red laser beams traveling vertically from a rocky formation to the ceiling. I reached out to touch them, plucking different notes with each different beam.
I peered over a railing and looked down into a glowing pink cavernous room with white, cave-like walls, stalactites and stalagmites. How did I get there? … Much later, I crawled through a fireplace and found myself in the pink cave room. Giant ribs floated above my head and I played them with a bone like a xylophone.
Up in the treetops, I crawled into a room with a tiny opening and took a seat on a pillow made of grass. Dragon eyes stared at me from the other side of the concave wall, with dark, silvery pupils and multicolored irises.
Because neither time nor space seemed to function normally, I don't know how long I stayed exploring or how far I wandered in what could have been circles. When I left, I had the urge to open any door, peer inside any window pane and explore anything unknown. I felt a profound curiosity and interest in everything I didn't understand. I was transfixed by a desire to explore, uncover and discover. Thanks to this timeless jumble of enigmatic spaces and objects and bizarre sensory illusions, the whole world became a playground.
Movie Master Mash-Up
Friday, Aug 19: Tarantino vs Kubrick Opening
The Daily Word in New Businesses, the Olympics and Homelessness
Have you heard about the trend of men taking advantage of homeless women?
The Blue Cut Fire in southern Calif. has forced over 80,000 people from their homes.
Who knew gray could be so beautiful?
Diversity in television has become expansive over the last few years, but let's be real—it could be better.
Free coffee and free shame available this morning.
A Brazilian judge is detaining two American athletes after they filed a report saying they were robbed by people “posing” as police officers.
The Northeast Heights is finally getting a taproom that it deserves.