The Scribblings Of A Culture Junkie

jamesurbaniak: THE MIDNIGHT HOUR IS CLOSE AT HAND. Half hour...

Wed, 03 Oct 2012 10:45:01 -0400

THE MIDNIGHT HOUR IS CLOSE AT HAND. Half hour actually. And 11:30, not midnight. Anyway.

(Update/clarification: This is a special, not a season premiere. Season Five to begin early 2013.)

OH MY FUCKING LORD

Don’t ask me why, but I rather like this. That’s...

Fri, 03 Feb 2012 09:41:14 -0500

Don’t ask me why, but I rather like this.

That’s about it.

My Bad.

Fri, 03 Feb 2012 09:37:16 -0500

Oh, hey there Tumblr.

Long time no talky.

Sorry, I’ve just been really busy…

That’s a lie.

I’m lying to the internet.

I’m sorry. Please forgive me.

Such a crime deserves adequate punishment.

I shall post something each day as my self inflicted punishment dictates.

Hopefully I won’t be as big a disappointment to you as I am to my own inflated sense of ego.

Sincerely,

Matthew B Daniels.

P.S. My ego isn’t very big which makes the disappointment that more crushing.

I know, I’ve been away and I should probably put my own...

Tue, 20 Dec 2011 14:26:03 -0500

I know, I’ve been away and I should probably put my own stuff up here but I just had to do this. I haven’t laughed so fucking hard at something so very stupid in quite a while.

Mr Gosling, you are just fantastic sir.

funnyordie:

Drunk History Christmas with Ryan Gosling, Jim Carrey and Eva Mendes

A very special Drunk History Christmas.

Whilst wandering around Amsterdam I came across this piece of...

Tue, 22 Nov 2011 16:39:15 -0500

Whilst wandering around Amsterdam I came across this piece of weirdness. After getting back I did a quick search and found it was created by Wayne Horse for the group known as Vulpes Sus Frater. What they do I do not know, but damn this is as fine piece of mind-fuckery as I’ve ever seen before.

While house sitting for a friend I spent a good few hours trying...

Tue, 22 Nov 2011 15:38:33 -0500

While house sitting for a friend I spent a good few hours trying to take a half decent photograph of their kitten Tungsten. This is the only good one I managed to get of her because she is very awkward and fast, blast her eyes.

Not much to say on this one other than the fact this fish seems...

Tue, 22 Nov 2011 15:18:16 -0500

Not much to say on this one other than the fact this fish seems to be quite smug about something.

WHAT ARE YOU HIDING YOU SMUG BASTARD OF A FISH?

A random piece of art around the Birmingham Mailbox that caught...

Tue, 22 Nov 2011 14:49:44 -0500

A random piece of art around the Birmingham Mailbox that caught my eye a while back.

And now for the soon to be infamous Matthew B Daniels’ Classy Interpretation:

Clearly it shows how love can over take one’s whole being to the point where it becomes something more than yourself. That or it’s one of the worst cases of Akira-like deformaties I’ve ever seen in my life. I prefer the latter to be honest.

Thought I’d shove a photograph I did a while ago on...

Tue, 22 Nov 2011 14:01:20 -0500

Thought I’d shove a photograph I did a while ago on here.

It was taken as part of the Birmingham Loves Photographers Project which everyone should have a look-see at as it’s a very interesting, for lack of a better word, project.
Lots of good photography to see, much better than my own.
birminghamphotographers.tumblr.com/

Next up something inane and pointless!

As I’ve been rather lazy with this whole blogging thing...

Tue, 22 Nov 2011 13:52:20 -0500

As I’ve been rather lazy with this whole blogging thing I’d like to make it up to you with my own classy, mature, intelectual and generally fantastic interpretation of the following photograph.

Ladies and Gentlemen, The Penis Tree!

I seriously doubt I’m the first to make this bloody hilarious observation but I do not give one flying albatross of a toss. Enjoy!

I could make a Darth Bong joke here but I honest feel they...

Sun, 13 Nov 2011 13:38:32 -0500

I could make a Darth Bong joke here but I honest feel they missed out on the obvious Darth Vader bong. Surely that’d make slightly more sense right?

The only way Jar Jar could ever be thought of as fun.

Sun, 13 Nov 2011 11:00:53 -0500

The only way Jar Jar could ever be thought of as fun.

Glass Vs Lizard.

Sun, 13 Nov 2011 10:38:00 -0500

Glass Vs Lizard.

Mid-Afternoon Dwellings

Sun, 13 Nov 2011 10:17:51 -0500

Afternoon.

Ever feel like you’re not quite sure what the hell you’re doing? Of course you do, you’re human. Even if you’re life is beyond perfect there will always be a part of you that thinks “Is it really prefect? Isn’t there something else I could be doing?” . Even if you were to win the lottery tomorrow or some stereotype less over used that signifies you being happy, you’d still wonder.

Clearly this is a very human emotion; you’d never find a pigeon sitting down looking wistfully into the sky stroking it’s beak in a maner signifying deep thought.

There is so much put upon people that it’s no wonder depression exists.

For once I’d like to see a depressed Ant. Wait, no I wouldn’t. That’d be a sign that ant’s have finally evolved to a similar level of consciousness that we’re at and that’d just be soul crushingly depressing.

Humans have the potential to be glorious or to be foul and that’s mainly based upon their free will and conscious or lack of one. While this may mean we as creatures have a slightly more fulfilling experience of life than an ant would have it also means we spend most of that life wondering and panicing.

I can still remember the terrible realisation that I was going to die that I gained when I was about six or seven. Luckily for me I was a child and buried that beneath my love of Biker Mice From Mars and other bursts of pop-culture. However when I was about thirteen or so the crushing thoughts came back and I used to spend days maybe even weeks in a funk, unable to stop myself from thinking about what happens afterwards.

This isn’t something unique, most people I know have these thoughts and just ignore them, so this is what I did. I simply ignored the fact I was going to die at some point and immersed myself in slightly more mature pop-culture.

However, in times of despair I could stop myself thinking about death. When I confronted my parents about this my Mom said something that has stuck with me to this day: “I used to think the same thing until my Dad died. Then when I realised he could do it I stopped worrying about it”. While this piece of advice was helpful in several ways it still didn’t stop me dwelling on “The End” in general.

So what do I do now every time I start thinking about dying? Exactly the same thing I did when I was seven and thirteen, I delve straight into something pop-culture based, usually comics, a confusing yet amusing book or more likely a film/tv show. I’ve only come to this realisation while writing this; I am no better than my seven year old self.

I am aware there are far more intelligent people than I discussing the idea of death, mortality and the effect on the human psyche but you know what? They’ll never solve anything. There will always be a thirteen year old kid with hormonal imbalances who thinks life is pointless and that they should end it all because it doesn’t get any better.

Honestly it doesn’t, but that’s no reason to stop existing. Everyone is going though the same thing whether they be rich or poor, old or young. Sure it’s harder for some people than others due to circumstances beyond their control but things change. It might get better, it might get much worse but it does change and that’s all that we can really hope for.

Huh, I really didn’t think that’s where this was going to go. I assumed I was going to discuss how terrible certain writers are or maybe how great a band is, that’s what I usually blather about.

Sorry about that, but honest I feel a bit better even though I’m now starting to think about death again. Fuck.

Hope this didn’t bum anyone out, not that anyone will actually read this so fuck that apology, I’m only trying to make myself feel better.

Up Next: Some amusing pictures from Amsterdam.

Very soon it’ll be time for Hipster Claus to come to town...

Sun, 13 Nov 2011 09:29:00 -0500

Very soon it’ll be time for Hipster Claus to come to town on his little scooter handing out presents of manual fish-eye cameras, pairs of glasses with plain glass and stylish Fo-Russian hats to those he deems pretentious enough. If you’re lucky enough he’ll also drop off a few toothpicks. ENJOY!

So... Amsterdam is a fun place.

Sun, 06 Nov 2011 15:39:53 -0500

I’m back, not that anyone actually asked me where I’d gone. What’s that I hear you say? Where did I go? Well, you don’t have to be Sherlock to guess.

Basically Amsterdam is a lovely place and I would live there in a god-damn heart beat.
While there I took many a photograph and have started several new projects that’ll be on here soonish.

Keep popping back to see what the fuck I do with my spare time.

Those who say work is boring have no imagination.

Sat, 29 Oct 2011 10:43:09 -0400

Those who say work is boring have no imagination.

If only I was in a band. This would be perfect for our first...

Fri, 28 Oct 2011 16:56:19 -0400

If only I was in a band. This would be perfect for our first pretentious EP.

Boredom at work? Not when there is packaging around! Fun for all...

Fri, 28 Oct 2011 15:31:30 -0400

Boredom at work? Not when there is packaging around! Fun for all the ages.

My theory on how Sam Beam came up with his nom de plume.

Fri, 28 Oct 2011 14:05:34 -0400

My theory on how Sam Beam came up with his nom de plume.