Get your gameface on…Substitute has a recent post about a commercial for VW with a suicide-bomber outside a café…
In the post you’ll find the following line…
“So have a look! (before Busto snaps it!) And summit a comment….”
If you have the time, do check out this post dating back to ” This entry was posted on Tuesday, September 5th, 2006 at 11:55 pm”
Do your homework…or go home…
[Disclaimer. We love substitute…we love him long time]
Busto
Gapingvoid talks about web 8.0…Don’t know if you remember, but google web 9.0, and Busto is number one…It seems the plot is thickening…We might as well just close the shop..’cause we’re gonna be rich any day now. (Don’t know how, but that’s the beauty of web 9.0…you don’t have to. Send us a check with five figures and you’re in on the action…)
Busto
Bush is paying the bill…and this time it’s going to take a bit more than a speak at a aircraft carrier…He’s gonna’ have to work 24-7-365 to make even…(That’s 24 hours a week…7 weeks a year…and 365 cups of coffea…probably half at the ranch..and the other half at the beach…nooooo…wait…the park…yes…hmm…the park…that’s funny…)
Maria Bartiromo: “I’m curious, have you ever googled anybody? Do you use Google?”
President Bush: “Occasionally. One of the things I’ve used on the Google is to pull up maps. It’s very interesting to see — I’ve forgot the name of the program — but you get the satellite, and you can — like, I kinda like to look at the ranch. It remind me of where I wanna be sometimes.” –interview with CNBC’s Maria Bartiromo, Oct. 24, 2006
[video]http://www.youtube.com/v/lJ0BtSLD3sc[/video]
I like the part where he says “THE Google”. Yes sir…I like it very much…
Busto
Bush is in a pickle…and he knows it…
Last night I got one of those annoying calls from a telemarketing guy…
Him ” Hi..I’m calling from ….. I’d like to tell you about a very interesting offer regarding…”
Me ” Yeah…listen I’m a bit busy at the moment…but if you could give me your home number, I’m gonna call you back later tonight…”
Him ” …what…”
Me ” …Give me your number and I’ll call you back later…”
Him ” I don’t think I can give you my home number…”
Me “…why not…”
Him ” We’re not allowed to do that…”
Me ” Why…you’re afraid people will start calling you when you’re at home…”
Him ” …yeah…”
Me ” …”
Him ” …”
–click–
Me ” …sucker…”
Props goes to mister S…
Busto
If you have a couple of minutes of spare time lying around, please read the following. If you’re short on time, I’d recommend to boil an egg instead. ‘Cause in now way is this a post that will enlighten you in any way…(here goes nothing…first slide please…)
Today I’d like to talk about keys…we use them everyday, but often it’s just an extension of our body. We never look, really look, at our keys… So after this I’d like you to get out your keys, and give them a really good look…Maybe it’s time to let one or to go…
My keys depicted above. You might notice that I have two keys for both my front door, and two for my apartment door. Why is this, you might ask (or maybe not…probably not..) A few months ago I locked myself out of my apartment. I called a locksmith who opened the door in about two second, and drove away with a large chunk of money…After this I decided to make a copy, so that this wouldn’t happen again. First I used a lot of time to figure out to whom I should trust this ekstra set. (Someone responsible, but not to responsible…the person needs to be awake past midnight…) But in the meantime I thought I’d place them along with all the other keys.
I’m now faced with the problem of separating a pair of twins…Often I can hear them in my pocket, being really competative and twin-like…It’s so sweet…
Frontdoor key 1 ” Yeah…but last week he used me 7 times…”
Frontdoor key 2 ” That’s just because I’m stuck between two big keys…otherwise…”
Frontdoor key 1 ” You always say that…but that’s not really why and we both know…”
Apartment key 1 “…if it wasn’t for me, he wouldn’t even…”
Frontdoor key 1 + 2 ” SHUT UP…”
Apartment key 2 ” …you shut up…”
Frontdoor key 1 “you shut up…stupid…”
Apartment key 2 “I know you are, but what am I…”
Apartment key 1 “…We…what are we…”
Apartment key 2 “yeah…we…sorry…”
Frontdoor key 1 “…you’re stupid…”
Apartment key 2 “I know I am, but what are you…”
Frontdoor key 1 “…”
Apartment key 2 “…dammit…”
Frontdoor key 1 “yeahhh…high five…”
Frontdoor key 2 ” yeah…can’t…I’m a key…got no arms…”
Aaahh…keys…they grow up so fast…
Busto
Jesper…meeting…30 min…
And then you might wanna swing by substitute to take a look at some paper made by mister origami…it’s folded’n’shit…
Busto
This is a clip from Jonathan doing ground breaking work in Syria. It’s in danish, so if you dont speak danish you won’t find it funny. But if you speak danish you’ll find it quite amusing. And if you only speak farsi you’re probably in the wrong place I’m not gonna explain neither his work or the joke…’cause I expect himself to do this in a comment…jonathan…
JONATHAN IN SYRIA
and remember…
Our blog just got a new design. And regarding this props goes to Thomas Silkjær for helping out with the odd html…
We thank you long time…
Busto
This guy plays Harrison on a tiny guitar.
The guitar originally belonged to this guy, but after recovering from a horrible bubblewrap accident in Kensington park, in which he lost all his fingers, he had to put his guitar up for auction on Ebay…And as you can see, he’s still a bit pissed about it…
But dwarfs and Ebay aside, its always amazing when somebody is able to control an instrument on this level. I play it every morning, hoping that my next door neighboor thinks that it is me playing the song. And if she ever asks me if I play the guitar, I will tell her “maybe I do, and maybe I don’t…”, this way avoiding to reveal the truth…
Busto
Everybody is talking about web 2.0. Basically the term “web 2.0″ is coined to describe the new age of the web ( ATBBU - After The Bubble Blew Up). The difference, I think, is participation instead of publishing. It’s Blogging instead of personal websites, It’s Flickr…Bittorent…Wikipedia…And the latest addition Myspace.com. All in all the word best describing Web 2.0 is participation. I’m not gonna go on and on about it…A lot of people will do a better job describing it. Do the google thing…
But. What I will do is the following…
I’ve been reading a lot about Web 2.0…And then it suddendly occured to me, that the 2.0 might already be outdatet. I googled web 3.0 and sure enough…98.800.000 hits…So i continued, and guess what..it goes all the way up to web 8.0…But after that it stops. Maybe I’m wrong but the term web 9.0 isn’t being used anywhere. And then I decided to be what some people would call foresighted. The sole reason for writing this, is to create a lot of traffic in the year 2054. I guess that’s about the time the term is going to be used in everyday language.
So here we go…
Web 9.0
Busto
Graphic Design
Web 9.0 delivered by busto
All we have to do now is to whait for a google catch update, and then the visitors will be pouring in.
And then of course we’re gonna write a whitepaper, blackpaper, article and a lot of other stuff about some of the challenges that large heavy-duty corporations will have to overcome in order to use the web in terms of marketing.
In about a month the paper will be up for download from Busto.dk. And yes…We will be standing on the shoulders of giants, namely Lévy, Locke, Levine and maybe some other Web personalities ( 2.0 ?) But we’re pretty excited about the impact it’s gonna have.
And you…excited ?
Busto
While watching this commercial it suddenly popped up from somewhere that actually the VW was designed by none other than the always charming Mr. Hitler. Try keeping that in mind while watching the ad ( Maybe ad a yellow star here and there…)”
Top line, second from the left…”Garage”.
and then….oohh it gets better…take a look at the one called multiply…top line first from the right…
If you look close you can almost see a set-chair with the word Hitler reflected in a window…
And then we got this one…All of a sudden a black car…Coincidence…I think not…But you gotta give it to them…It’s one funny spot…It was stopped almost before it aired, because of the controversy it made.
Busto