January 11, 2008
 
10:29:00 AM
 
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Palmerston Gardens Papery - Hand-printed Stationery by Tory and Christopher


Tory and I have launched a little side-project called Palmerston Gardens Papery. Shown here are our first two stationery designs (Torrence drew the cardinal, and I drew Honest Ed's). They're pretty special: each sheet and envelope were hand-printed on on Japanese paper. They were printed by Mike Viglione, of Kid Icarus in Kensington Market. There's only a handful left for sale at their shop, so snatch 'em up while you can.

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October 30, 2007
 
3:00:00 PM
 
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Playmobil Toxic Waste Clean Up Crew

I picked up this bizarre playmobil set at my neighbourhood toy store for ten dollars. I love the lime green suits, the skull and cross bones on the leaky barrel, and the scary, post-apocalyptic skies overhead. It's every four-year-old's dream toy.

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October 12, 2007
 
3:27:00 PM
 
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All-time favourite zine cover: "I'M GOING TO THE STORE NOW; THE NEW '90s NIGHTMARE."

I used to be a big zine guy back in the 90's. I made zines (Puck Bunny), collected zines, and spent many blustery Toronto weekends puttering around zine fairs in vintage wool. Over the years, I've discarded most of my zine collection, because, well, they were boring and ugly. But one zine that has survived these purges is "I'M GOING TO THE STORE NOW."

It's a classic. Probably the best single zine cover ever.

I love the name. It taxidermies an everyday phrase, and leaves it haunted...

"I'm going to the store now."

Creeeepy.

I gotta get this framed...

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October 4, 2007
 
11:40:00 PM
 
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Former Child Star Chairry Found Abandoned in Brooklyn Alleyway

At the height of her career, Chairry was a star. She was a friend to Pee Wee, a confident to Cowby Curtis, and a lover to Jombi.

On many occasions The King of Cartoons fell drunk into her tender embrace, but she was so much more than a place to sit. No one had more passion for the Word Of The Day than Chairry.

No one hollered mekka lekka hi, mekka hienie ho with more fervour.

Chairry's story is yet another reminder of the meat grinder that is the children's entertainment industry. One day they're making plaster molds of your face for Arbie's cups, the next you're snorting meth with Bob Sagat behind a Santa Monica Waffle House.

What set her off on this collision course with the underworld? Was it the wrongful ostracizing of her dearest friend Paul Reubens? Or was this was Chairry's destiny?

As she always said "it's better to burn out than to Faye Dunaway."

Picture credit: Lexacor.

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