Do something Good this Friday. Tell me what it was. Tell me whether it made you feel better. Tell me if anything good happened to you in the two days that followed. If karma exists, you are the living proof.
Click here to tell me what you did…
The more good deeds you do, the higher up in the Karma Army you will rise. Maybe one day you will able to say you are a Sergeant in the Karma Army. Maybe one day youa€™ll even make it to Major. Imagine that!
Have a look at this happy old mana€™s face… why is it happy? Because Joinee Dixon of London works in a bar called Malibu, and gave this man a free beer, in the name of Join Me and The Karma Army!
Could you do something similar this Friday? Or any day? If you do, be sure and tell me about it!
Get involved in The Karma Army! Today! And every Friday, too!
Well done, Joinees.
As a tribute to the galleries, the artists, and the exhibitors that represented themselves at this year’s Artropolis- myninjaplease would like to unite some of the ninja artists that were seen at this year’s event, as well as the galleries/individuals that currently represent them in one nonadhesive (can art be cohesive?) community that hopefully will see each other’s progress at next years Art Chicago and Next.
Artropolis showcased 780 galleries, dealers and artists from 242 cities and 28 countries exhibiting at five concurrent shows.
Myninjaplease, that is a sensory overload even for the non-blinkers….with that in mind we want to help to diminish some of the micro - "symbiotic sensitivity," or rather, showcase a new league of like-minded ninjas. But I am no expert and definitly know far less about art, the more and more that appears….
In the next few months you will see 67 artists from 37 galleries :
Thank you artists, and bravo galleries! Until Artropolis 2009!
All of you real chuckleheads out there probably already know this, but Albert Hoffman, creator of LSD (that’s acid for all you youngins out there) died yesterday at the ripe old age of a billion. OK, well not a billion, but he was over 100 years old, my ninjas. In honor of this man who made a revolutionary breakthrough in… well… gave us all a reason to wear sunglasses at night - here is a documentary. Enjoy.http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-6142421045737850930
If you read the guy’s book, you would know that his first trip occurred on a bike ride home from work one night. Here is a hilarious but very accurate rendition of the only one-man ride in American history that rivals Pauly Revere.
You may now return to being twinkleheads.
I thought about this scene the other day, even though this movie came out quite some time ago. I haven’t seen it since then but - this is still killing me.
reAconAnoiAter /riknStr, rk-/ [ree-kuh-noi-ter, rek-uh-]
-verb (used with object)
1. to inspect, observe, or survey (the enemy, the enemy’s strength or position, a region, etc.) in order to gain information for military purposes.
2. to examine or survey (a region, area, etc.) for engineering, geological, or other purposes.
-verb (used without object)
3. to make a reconnaissance.
I suppose I’ve been watching a bit much Deadwood. And now… in a sentence:
"Tyreek thinks he’s slick, having stole my new wallies and never suspecting my eventual reconnoitering of them ishes. That’s why they call me wally champ, baby pa."