by Tara Diane

So there are definitely many things that can lead to an injury when you’re involved in extracurricular bedroom activities, and one I am fairly certain occurs often is head-to-headboard trauma. To prevent this from ever happening to you or your lady friend ever again, I made a tutorial on how to make your headboard feel like a pile of clouds (and actually look kind of cool). I apologize if this tutorial is somewhat scattered, hopefully the pictures explain better than I can articulate. It’s actually really super insanely easy to do, it’s just hard to write it all out.

To start, you need a board. If you have a headboard on your bed – sweet – you’re all set. If not, I’m pretty sure you could cut a piece of plywood to the correct size and follow the same directions below. Or you could probably find one on Craigslist or at a thrift store for pretty cheap. At any rate, you need a headboard.

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by Star Padilla

Trikoton has stepped up the game when it comes to self-expression and individuality in fashion. The Berlin-based fashion house has found a unique way to reflect your personality in their clothing. The company uses the sound of your speech as source code for designs that are then woven into their high-tech knit garments.

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by Tara Diane

I’ve been itching to do a project involving caulk (mostly for the jokes, obviously) and finally came up with something! Last year for Halloween I was zombie Hermione Granger and I had a headband with a bloody wand stuck through it. So we are going to recreate that in this entry (substituting 7 inches for a wand) for all of you aspiring zombies who want to have shit sticking in/through your head.

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by Suri Suicide

Artist / SG Member Name: Kaylie McDougal / Tigermassacre

Mission: “I’m from a small, southern town. All I ever dreamed of was getting out and seeing the world. After getting out and seeing very small pieces of the world, I can honestly say I’ve yet to feel truly at home anywhere. But I’m still looking. Besides my love of travel, the only other constant in my life has been my love of art – in particular, drawing comics.

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by Nicole Powers

“She’s a bit of a skank.”
– Rufus Dayglo

It’s been a couple of years since Tank Girl made her dramatic comeback. Since then she’s been kicking a lot of physical and metaphorical butt. After a hiatus of over a decade, the punk rock comic character is making up for lost time, with a slew of new adventures in book and comic form.

Created by anarchist wordsmith Alan Martin and artist Jamie Hewlett, Tankie (as she is affectionately known to those in the know) first made her debut in the pages of UK comic magazine Deadline in 1988. Her “fuck you” attitude instantly resonated with Britain’s disenfranchised, Thatcher-abused youth, and it wasn’t long before Hollywood came calling. However MGM’s 1995 film, which captured the look but not the spirit of the comic strip, pretty much stopped Tank Girl in her tracks.

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by Nahp Suicide

I came across this truly unique car art while cruising online, and really wanted to share it you. The man responsible, SlAnG 500, owns and operates a car customizing shop in the OC. He’s been building show cars for 15 years, and does “the art stuff on the side.” SlAnG 500 uses nothing but Sharpies to do his artwork, which combines graffiti and tattoo design elements.

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by Brandon Perkins

for the record, this is some shit i just thought of y’all, science fiction that’s not admissable in no court of law. 

– mf doom

Everyone on the bus was horribly disfigured. Warts, scars, stains, blemishes, matted hair, and various other dismembering smells. Fifth-generation t-shirts that started with sports-playing grandsons ended their tattered saga on the drooping shoulders of a youngin’s great grandmother. Hand-me-downs were hand-me-ups. It all went in reverse. The passengers sat two-by-two or stood in the aisles, grasping sweaty bars for balance. Their day to day bus was taking them into the night and the Brown Between had a tendency to jerk rather suddenly.

The bus ran from Los Angeles’s most maligned residential line (Compton’s Circle) to the #720 and back again. Higher class routes existed for higher-class passengers who lived in fancier places. It was mostly the poor that rode the Brown Between. Its primary purpose was to shuttle the cleaning staff, rat catchers, dishwashers, fast food short order chefs, sheet metal deburrers, and other employees of undesirable servitude to and from their overcrowded residential complexes on an impossibly rickety set of tracks-and the Brown Between was the only line in the city that still seemed to be on tracks. When the seats were comfortable they felt infested with unimaginable insects. And when they weren’t comfortable? The fabric looked frightfully diseased and the insects actually crept up everyone’s legs.

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