The Overnightscape #614 (8/14/07)
- August 13th, 2007
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The Overnightscape #614 (Tuesday, August 14, 2007 / 3:09:00 / 86.5 MB / theovernightscape.com) – Tonight’s subjects include: Really vague campfire and lanterns, water bottle safety seals, electrical fields, state shapes, Columbus, Ohio, JaVa’s Cyber Espresso Bar webcam, trip planning effort, coffee shop prep work, bags, fleeting things on the Internet, Podcast Award voting closed – will The Overnightscape win?, cheapo plasma globe, travel, 1985 trips to check out colleges in Cleveland and Minneapolis, Talking Heads, pink pen disposal recording lost, going to the supermarket to buy oatmeal, Ford Thunderbird logo, bus turnings, iced coffee, extracurricular activites, Thundarr the Barbarian, failing at Dungeons & Dragons, Peter Tork game room at Carlton College, The Monkees, arcade video games from 1984 (“Vulgus”, “Flicky”), headphones dying, Sonic the Hedgehog, old TV antenna adjustment, serious topic, in the dark, false reality, conspiracy theories, 9/11 video “Loose Change”, PrisonPlanet.com, audio field trip (“New Addition to the Garden State Plaza Mall in Paramus, NJ”), “The Royal Mall”, AMC Theater, curving corridor, Jamba Juice, down and up and down the escalator, reconfigured food court, vague sushi place, song review (“Owl (I Can See You Mix)” by Indo Tribe), music restrictions, TV clip (“Match Game ’74″ – reference to Lidsville), Charles Nelson Reilly, H. R. Pufnstuf, Rishi Tea, new headphones from sealed MadPlayer box, twisty tie, rooibos getting more popular, beverage review (Snapple Red Tea – “Acai Mixed Berry”, “Mandarin Tangerine”), mystery of the Technoshades, “The Mechanical Boy”, The Banana Splits, 1971 ABC Saturday Morning Preview, The Funky Phantom, The Curiosity Shop, powerful media, mind contrrol, volume control, wanting to get more done, Eddie Munster, Twitter.com, getting frustrated, green glow in the sky, White Stripes show at Madison Square Garden, concert venues like little police states, Cinnabon, The Hugh Thompson Show on the AT&T Tech Channel, Porter Wagoner, Grinderman, the hurling of the glowing swizzle sticks, “Mad Men” update, wrecking the tone of the show, chemtrails, the Web 2.0 subculture, dream review (“Sick and Bald”, “Somerville, NJ”, “I Became a Lindsay Lohan at 7-11″), adding Stok black coffee shots to instant decaf coffee, automatic gain control, cats love boxes, sticky, dream review (“Bad Elevator”, “Holographic Scene”, “Hotel With Pong And Slash”), remembering dreams, dream review (“Invisible Flying Thru Mall On Dock”, “Cartoon GPS”, “Several Shopping Centers”, “iPod N64 Emulator”), Banjo-Kazooie, Pokey, memories come tumbling in, Japanese liquor review (“The Hakushu Single Malt Whisky (Suntory, Aged 12 Years)”, “The Yamazaki Single Malt Whisky (Suntory, Aged 12 Years)”), metal DisneySea mug, hazardous band of metal, gagging, spitting, mini movie review (“Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix”), iPod game review (“The Sims Pool”), disappearance of Coca-Cola Blak, solving the longstanding mystery of the visit to the new age store, Hopatcong, Barnegat, shades of gray, fear of haircuts, long hair and facial hair, Obliviana Super Occult Amusement, hair salon name change, Marilyn Manson, Nine Inch Nails, the barber track, metrosexual, replacing the busted Game Pad, King of Fighters, goodbye Discovery Channel Store at Grand Central Terminal, Escapist’s earthquake experience on Twitter, “Cities” by Talking Heads, and the shirt labels were stabbing my neck. Hosted by Frank Edward Nora (frank@theovernightscape.com)
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Twitter’s a lovely exercise of complete narcissism where people can tell about important issues such as chemtrails and bagels. Ridiculous
Overnightscape is the best podcast. Who needs the grammy’s? If you know a person named Jim and you tell someone about something you did, it always comes out sounding like you are talking about the GEMINI space program or attaching some cosmic significance to the star sign GEMINI. It’s like Jim and I went to the bagel shop. Weird, always want to clear that up.
The other thing that I wanted to mention is the lack of trash cans that is spreading in the strip malls. Damn strip malls! That’s the first thing that must be said. If you have a desire to ruin a perfectly good planet, STRIP MALLS are a way to achieve that state of ruination. Speaking of which my friend Kraig and I, went to a lowfi chinese place which was notably cool for choosing not to prostitute themselves by having any sort of buffet. Anyway we went to the cool drink menu which had the standards such as the FOG CUTTER, and Suffering Bastard. Well, I ordering the suffering bastard because one of the main listed ingredients was something called “RUIN”. Now, I have no idea what RUIN is as far as liquor or street drug, but boy howdy did I return to work f’d up six ways to Sunday. Good stuff.
The thing about the strip malls, or something new and horrible I’ve noticed is that stores like Staples, Office Max, are starting to not have trash cans anywhere. I think they figure that if they don’t have a trash can for the public, then their employees, all two of them for the huge store can concentrate on doing something else. I hate this, so in protest I always leave trash on the isles, or wherever I feel like it in these stores. Trust me, I don’t like to litter, I try not to produce excess trash and in general try to be less of a fat obnoxious American, but these people are just pushing my buttons by there laissez faire attitude towards my obvious need to relieve myself of the occasional piece of trash when I’m at their stores. I try to be as obvious as possible about it so that I can get an employee to ask my about it. I then let them have my theory on how rotten it is that they don’t have a trash can I can use.
I think we need to do something to get Frank noticed. Frank needs to be on Letterman or Conan, that would do it. Screw these pimpy award websites, Can you imagine the little weasels out there and corporate drones or even wannabe drones that manipulate the winning entrees? For what? Reality is not what it seems and that’s okay.
For great justice!