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Dream Blog #370

Grungy Elmo

By Peter Karlsen [ Sun Aug 21 2016 6:47 AM ]

We're in a hospital waiting room waiting to see my dad. J's trying to distract me from my anxiety by telling me about the Alibi's target demographic: Arnold Schwarzenegger. While J is explaining specifics of this, I'm trying to understand the wisdom of targeting a single person … especially one who lives in another state.

The nurse tells me my dad is ready for visitors. J stays in the waiting room and I go into his room, which was just behind the couch we were waiting on. My dad is Danny DeVito. He wakes up and I say, "You're Danny DeVito." He says, "Yes, but I prefer to be called grungy Elmo." We start shooting the breeze.

Then his heart and brain monitors start going crazy. He stays calm, points at them and asks, "What's that all about?" I run to the waiting room and call for a nurse. She comes in, picks up a clipboard, and starts writing. I'm wondering why she isn't doing anything or calling for more help. His monitors flat-line and he looks like he's asleep. The nurse turns to me and, with a chipper attitude, says, "That's weird. People don't usually have such a massive stroke until they're much older." I begin to cry into my hands.

With my head in my hands I hear a monitor start to beep. I look up and Danny DeVito has transformed into Aughra (from the Dark Crystal). The brain monitor is beeping, but the heart monitor is still a flat line. She opens her eyes: her irises are a milky pink. I think to myself, "As if she wasn't terrifying enough already: now she's a zombie."

She begins to sit up. I think to myself, "When I wake up I'm going to sleep on the couch." She looks right at me and moans.

I wake up, gather my things. And head for the couch.

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The Daily Word in Fake Guns, Poop Explosions and How to Catch a Sensitive Ghost

By Joshua Lee [ Sat Aug 20 2016 9:56 AM ]
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I can die happy: here's a video of a Russian sewage truck—filled to the brim with poop—literally popping in the middle of nose-to-nose traffic.

Net neutrality apparently started in the 1920's with the Hush-A-Phone, a device that clipped over the mouthpiece of telephones and allowed the user to muffle their voice and keep their private conversations from the eavesdropping ears of their neighbors. AT&T tried to make it illegal to use third-party attachments on their phones (because monopoly) and ended up going before the FCC over the case. AT&T won, and law students still study it in reference to net neutrality.

The Pennsylvania Academy of the Fine Arts in Philadelphia is trying to attract the ghost of former art photographer Thomas Eakins with nude models and robots. Really.

A gun manufacturer had their replica gun booth shut down at Wizard World, a comic book convention. Not because they did anything wrong, but because people don't like guns, I guess? Um. Obviously, they thought those "wrath of Thor" tweets were literal. Super powers don't kill people. Supervillains do.

Meanwhile, in Russia, they sell model assault rifles in airports. O strange new world, that has such people in it.

So, hundreds of these creepy little stitched up balls of ... something ... washed up on a beach in England. Turns out these horror-movie rejects are actually "sea potatoes," a common species of sea urchin. So far, no one is sure why such a big urchin dump even happened.

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The Daily Word in bikers, cryptids and resuming construction on the ART project

Special late edition

By Geoffrey Plant [ Fri Aug 19 2016 11:20 PM ]
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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.

Lyft is back.

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.

This 2016 Hell's Angels' Bash sounds kinda boring but these vintage prints by Dave Mann depict a wilder time.

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You're Invited!

The Great White Buffalo of Parties

By Courtney Foster [ Fri Aug 19 2016 4:43 PM ]

Questions: Do you like secrets? Do you like fun? Is there anything cooler than being included in a super fun secret?
Answers: Secrets and fun are awesome and there's nothing more satisfying than being in on a sweet hush-hush underground party.
Registration for the secret party of the year has just opened and now you have the chance to be one of the secret elite. Founded in France nearly 30 years ago, Diner en Blanc is an exclusive “white party” pop-up picnic that happens once a year. The magically decorated location is revealed only when participants load up on the bus. Tickets are limited and can be hard to come by, but follow these small steps, buy a white outfit, and become way cooler than all your friends.

Step 1: Find a date! Tickets are sold in pairs so you'll need a partner for this party.
Step 2: Register online at http://albuquerque.dinerenblanc.info/register.
Step 3: Buy an all white outfit and table cloth, and start planning your meal. Since this is a pop-up event, guests are required to pack their own dinner.
Step 3: After Phase One Registration is over, invites will be sent out and the waiting list will be called upon.

Don't miss your chance to be a part of the coolest secret of the year.

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Monica Schmitt

Meow Wolf: Where Only The Absurd Exists

Go ahead, lose your mind

By Monica Schmitt [ Fri Aug 19 2016 3:00 PM ]

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.

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Centennial Celebration

Saturday, Aug 20: 100th Birthday for the National Park Service

By Monica Schmitt [ Fri Aug 19 2016 2:00 PM ]
Ranger Allison Martin discusses the history of the National Park Service.
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Wild West

Saturday, Aug 20: Westside Summerfest

By August March [ Fri Aug 19 2016 1:00 PM ]
Enjoy live music from Big Head Todd & The Monsters, a microbrew garden, food, art and family-friendly fun.
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Youth Against Violence

Saturday, Aug 20: UFC Fight 202: Diaz vs. McGregor Rematch

By Joshua Lee [ Fri Aug 19 2016 12:00 PM ]
McGregor and Diaz fight again. Co-main events includes Anthony Johnson vs. Glover Teixeira, Donald Cerrone vs. Rick Story, Hyun Gyu Lim vs. Mike Perry and more.
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Down the Hatch

Saturday, Aug 20: Bosque Chile Festival

By Maggie Grimason [ Fri Aug 19 2016 11:00 AM ]
Celebrate the staple of local cuisine with entertainment, kids' activities, arts and crafts vendors, food trucks, beer, wine and chef demonstrations.
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Rumble in the Jungle

Saturday, Aug 20: The Running of the Chihuahuas

By Megan Reneau [ Fri Aug 19 2016 10:00 AM ]
Chihuahuas and chi-mixes race. Beer garden, inflatable jumpers, food trucks, face painting, all breed contests for best costume and dog and owner lookalike. Winners recieve a sWag bag.
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