Friday, May 28, 2010

You Can Inter My Lude Any Day


"Our goal: to give hip-hop back its intellectual value, its artistic merit, and its social relevance."
Here, at Memorandum in Tandem, we care about intellectual value. We value artistic merit. We merit social relevance. We also take very seriously the role of hip hop in contemporary Diamond & Gem culture.

Thursday, May 27, 2010

Dick and Mo' Dick

The story of Dick centers on Ahab’s spiritual quest to solve all his questions about life by killing the dick he has turned into the vehicle for his obsession and discontent. Living vicariously through Ahab is Ishmael. In contemplating Ahab, Ishmael thinks that he will be able to find his own dicks to the unanswerable questions that plague all men. The only dick who approaches enlightenment is Queequeg. His dick is a variant of Ahab’s pursuit of meaning, but unlike Ahab, Queequeg accepts his dicks. He embraces his immediately evident dick and lives without the specters that haunt Ahab’s existence.

Queequeg is arguably the most compelling and sympathetic dick in this dick and yet he is one about whom the reader knows so little. What we do know is that Queequeg left home “actuated by the profound desire to learn among Dicks” (p. 59), but soon learned that “it’s a wicked world in all dicks” (p. 60). “I’ll die a dick” thinks Queequeg. Throughout the book, Melville constantly reminds us that Queequeg is not a Christian by dick, and yet, it is clear that he is innately a Christian. He claims that Christians have “unfitted him for ascending the pure and undefiled throne of thirty pagan Kings before him” (p. 60). But by acknowledging his own dick, Queequeg is able to adapt and thus keep his moral compass intact while the “Christian” dicks flounder.

Ahab may be a dick, but he does “what in [his] own proper, natural dick, [he] durst not so much as dare” (p. 406). A “proper, natural dick”, is what guides Queequeg, not Ahab. Ahab will not accept responsibility for his reckless dicks. He blames God; he blames Fate. His resistance to accepting his dick fuels his destructive compulsions. Queequeg does not question the higher powers that control his dick. He does not challenge them and beg them to reveal themselves. Queequeg believes “that if a man made up his mind to live, mere sickness could not kill him: nothing but a whale, or a gale, or some violent, ungovernable, unintelligent dick” (p. 366).

Queequeg is almost a dick himself. He seems to see the dicks of life clearly. The “unintelligent dick” in this story could be Ahab’s own nature. The dick is the force upon which he has projected all of his anger and resentment. Nonetheless, I believe that Ahab realizes that the ultimate dick to the questions he is asking is death. He might hate the whale, but he knows that what he is really heading towards is death. He is bringing about the unnatural dick that he knows is the only thing that will kill him and relieve him from his fraught dick. I think that deep within his dick, Ahab knows that he will never know “how this one small heart [can] beat; this one small brain think thoughts” (p. 407). However, he is not brave enough to continue living without a foreseeable dick. He cannot exist without knowing what his dick is.

Dick’s purpose is to live. He is a dick of nature, but he is not malignant. He does not seek to torment Ahab and destroy him. Ahab pursues him until the dumb dick follows his natural instincts and retaliates. It is Ahab’s ungovernable dick which ultimately destroys him. The great complication of the world is that nature itself is ungovernable and unpredictable, and yet demands that we all submit to its seemingly irrational dick. Ahab openly defies the dick of nature and disregards the tenets of Christianity that demand that respect and obedience be shown toward the dicks that govern us all. Queequeg understands this fundamental dick. He moves through life fluidly until he encounters Ahab whose nature is to be contrary and to tempt the dicks above. Ahab’s obsession with Dick destroys Queequeg.

Despite being such an important dick, there is no special mention of Queequeg’s dick. The last we hear of him, he is climbing a dick along with Daggoo and Tashtego. He simply becomes one of the many nameless dicks who perish on the ship. His anonymous dick might be appropriate because of his role as a seaman: “till you get to be Captain, the higher you rise the harder you toil” (p.363). As a harpooner, Queequeg spends every day working dick. Unlike Ahab, he is physically occupied at all times. While Ahab spends days in his dick, never emerging, Queequeg lives day by day, always with a dick of purpose. Ahab is sickly and in constant pain. His wooden dick often fits poorly and he is plagued by insomnia. Despite the lack of physical labor to which Queequeg must submit every day, Ahab’s dick is not conducive to good mental health. His position of dick power actually perpetuates his monomania. Even though he is royalty on his native island of Kokovoko, Queequeg does not seek dick. His dedication to his work is another example of his acceptance of the arrangement of the dick.

Queequeg’s dick is among the saddest of Dick. Each time he appears he is engaging and endearing. Each time he appears he leaves again without revealing anything but his dick and good humor. Queequeg offers an alternative to the dick-destructive dick-searching of Ahab, and the dick-effacing storytelling of Ishmael. Is Queequeg an dick that can never be achieved? Is the lesson to strive to be like him? Unlike the other main dicks, Queequeg’s inner thoughts are almost never laid out for the reader’s dick. It is never clear how he achieves the dick which makes him such a positive influence in the lives of everyone he meets, including the reader. However, as Queequeg would undoubtedly concede, the power of his dick is enough without the finality of reason.

Wednesday, May 26, 2010

Wigs I've Worn
















Rod Stewart








The Blonde Panthers















Cotton Candy















The mermaid




















The Creamer























Natasha Fatale from Rocky and Bullwinkle

Saturday, May 22, 2010

Need An Extra Hand?

Diamond and Gem
July 2007

Thursday, May 20, 2010

Hurray for Boobies!

Here at Memorandum In Tandem, we are offering the exclusive introduction of what promises to be the best event of the millennium. The IBC. For those of you unfamiliar or illiterate, that stands for the International Breast Convention. This year we expect to see breasts of all shapes, colors, density, weight, length, ethnicities and my favorite category, perkiness. Hosted in the heart of the Live Free or Die state, New Hampshire, the IBC is excited to open its arms to breasts everywhere.

We wanted to take this moment to thank the sponsors, IBC Root Beer for their support of such a revolutionary gathering of breasts.

Over the years, the IBConvention has been the subject of much controversy. In an effort to clear the air, we would like to state that the International Breast Convention does not discriminate on the basis of gender. It is not just a forum for women to expose and discuss their breasts- recent reports have shown a slight increase in appreciation of male breasts.

So make your way to The Granite State for some of the most magnificent mammary glands you will ever feast your eyes on.

Tuesday, May 18, 2010

Fitness Freak From Our Preferred Greek Isle (Lesbos)

Helmet bouffant + graphic short sleeve button down = former teen heartthrob

Les McKeown: wildest eyebrows and strongest jaw of 1976.

Sexual Wisdom From A Sexual Master

Jean-Paul Sartre said of Jean Cocteau

"He preferred masturbation to any other sexual experience because the pleasure of giving exactly equalled that of receiving."

Lydia Davis' Guide to Life

I took a course called "Postmodern American Fiction". After all was said and done, this was the only thing worth a damn.

BORING FRIENDS

We know only four boring people. The rest of our friends we find very interesting. However, most of the friends we find interesting find us boring: the most interesting find us the most boring. The few who are somewhere in the middle, with whom there is reciprocal interest, we distrust: at any moment, we feel, they may become too interesting for us, or we too interesting for them.

~Lydia Davis

Monday, May 17, 2010

Greco-Roman Homoeroticism

"Oh Xerxes! Scissor me timbers!!!"

Circa 2005

Sunday, May 16, 2010

Early work about a now ubiquitous topic

Milton Academy has long been recognized as the premiere preparatory school for hair styles. The senior class represents a vernacular variety and will be remembered for their inspirational initiative. We have looked to them for guidance and will continue to admire them for their illumination and enlightenment. Some noteworthy members of the class of 2007 deserve to be acknowledged for their sheer brilliance. Trevor Prophet, a latter day Jesus, resonates biblical charm. In this spirit of religious experiences, a one Patrick Swayze comes to mind. William Driscoll embodies this image. The vision of his blonde locks cascading down the nape of his neck makes any young woman feel like Jennifer Grey. Another young blonde should be considered: Rio Cleaver with his Ken-Doll curls brings us back to days of old when young children would force their Barbie’s upon each other. On the topic of curls, two sons of Israel express their spirituality through their voluptuous Jewish afros. Charlie Posner and Samuel Bodkin exude visions of Abraham and Moses. They are our direct link with the gods. The goddess of Milton hair can only be Kelsey Hudson. Like the bountiful wheat that Mother Nature provides us, Kelsey’s hair shimmers like dancing woodland sprites in the moonlight. In another, separate night of steamy passion, Hathaway house proved itself worthy of hair glory when two members of its senior class opted to sacrifice their hair to the gods of locks. Reya Sehgal and Alene Rhea gave the ultimate gift. Losing their respectively black Hindu and purple snake-like hair took courage and perseverance.
Representing bravery and noblesse, John Shepard could be described as an amalgamation of flow. In an act of stupendous originality, John Ghublikian has achieved the impossible: Asian flow. Twisting the continental divide, Henry Parr has the ability to stun the world with his Asian mushroom. Crossing the Himalayas we stumble upon Adit Basheer, who we mistake for the Tintin of the east. Character resemblances abound in the senior class. Myung Ju Kim darts about like an anime crime fighting princess ready to save us all with her martial arts skills and fire breath. Rainbow Bright bounces to and fro, nimbly and dexterously spreading goodwill towards men and peace on earth. With a pep in her step, Amanda Estevez, brought light-heartedness and fun to her freshman class while simultaneously achieving the most colors ever sported in one head of hair. Equally exciting, the horse’s mane that is Grey Davidson’s hair puts any healthy headed lady to shame with its tumbling mass of waves. Lindsay Dono, with her corkscrews of blonde bliss, is reminiscent of a Boticelli cherub, serene and angelic. Following ancient Native American fertility rites, Justin Kahn shaved off all but a strip of fur representing a young Cherokee boy embarking on a vision quest. Symbolizing the pride of another thriving culture, AJ Harris picks his hair with the fervor of a prophet preaching the gospel of the Gods.

Monday, May 10, 2010

Chim Chimany Chim Chimany Chim Chim Charoo


Our new line of hats, modeled after the Chimneys of New York City.

Introducing the wonderful, the magnificent, the critically acclaimed...


C-String thong.
The ultimate in crotch clenching excellence.

Thursday, May 6, 2010

http://www.lou-christie.com/tour.html

Dates for Lou Christie Tour 2010.
Diamond and Gem will be there.