Monthly Archives: September 2010


The whole ‘sad Keanu’ thing has dominated the mimetosphere (a word we quite literally just made up) for so long that it’s now almost pure abstraction.

Is Keanu really sad? Was Keyboard Cat in the original picture? Am I, the observer of sad Keanu, myself sad?

Probably.

The Twelve Most Depressing Keanu Reeves Quotes

 

No, not ‘Derek angry’.

Something a little more, oh, passive aggressive?

Damien Mulley’s Summary

“Hello! I’m deleting all requests that are not personalised, I think the least that can be done is tell me why it’s worth connecting to you. [If you are a recruitment agency I will not add you and I am not interested in a job. Please don’t waste your time or mine in contacting me. Thanks.] What I do is help people communicate. When you boil it all down blogs, videos, webpages, PR, marketing etc. are all about communicating with people. I’ll show you ways of doing that and help you to keep doing this yourself.”

Translation: I live with my mum.

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A little context.

Some more.

They’re back! Thank you BBC4.

What have you been missing most? Don’s blue jaw? Peggy’s moxy? Joan’s Jessica Rabbit-esque silhouette?

We’ve missed the poison-elf that is Pete Campbell. And we’re not alone. Explore, if you will:

‘A tumblelog dedicated to everyone’s favorite little shit from Mad Men and his beautifully bitchy facial expressions.’

Pete Campbell’s bitchface.

And not just because he looks like a straight John Ryan, either.

You see back in 2004, Jim published an iconoclastic manifesto: The Golden Rules Of Filming. Wise. Profound. Inspiring stuff.

Today, it’s what allows us to re-post talking-cat videos and pictures of hermaphrodites on steroids without self-harming afterwards. Thank you, Jim.

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