TOTAL crap

this is why architects make me sick and naseous. this is designed to reflect the history of oil in saudi arabia. give me a break, this is so damn ridiculous. it's designed to say look at me! it has nothing to do with history or oil or anything. it is a lesson in mental masturbation brought on by overzealous undersexed architects.

for the record it's a buidling .....nothing more ..... nothing less

King Abdulaziz Center for Knowledge 
and Culture by Snøhetta

27 June 2008

   

Construction has begun in Saudi Arabia on the King Abdulaziz Centre for Knowledge and Culture by Norwegian architects Snøhetta (via Bustler via Dezain).

The centre, commissioned by Saudi oil giant Aramco and designed to “reflect the history of oil in Saudi Arabia” – will incorporate a museum, library, theatre and cinema.

More stories about Snøhetta on Dezeen:

Opera House Oslo
Petter Dass Museum
Serpentine Gallery Pavilion
Emirates Complex

The following text is from Snøhetta:

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King Abdulaziz Centre for Knowledge and culture by Snøhetta

In competition with some of the world’s greatest architects, Snøhetta has won the competition to design Saudi Arabia’s new cultural centre. Saudi Aramco – the world’s largest oil company – is the client.

May 20th 2008, King Abdullah bin Abdulaziz set the cornerstone for the cultural centre which will house a museum, library, theatre, cinema and more. The building reflects the history of oil in Saudi Arabia and is different from the country’s architectonic traditions with its abstract and spectacular form.

Along with five other internationally known architecture offices, Snøhetta participated in the competition and was chosen in preference to famous names such as Zaha Hadid and Rem Koolhaus.

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me today

in case you were wondering ... the specs are prada... of course......

and i cannot

and i see you in the faces of strangers,

and i cannot escape your memory,

it follows me, it wakes me, it keeps me 

from that which i want

from that which i need

from that which i crave.

the touch of another 

is never enough

the kiss of a stranger

only sends me into 

that regret of what 

i cannot.

and i cannot .

and i will not.

and i am not,

that which hurts

the one i loved.

and the years,

the years that i hoped

would bring comfort,

only fill me with self-loathing

and contempt for that 

which i let slip so carelessly......

friend

not being a polemicist

This snippet was pulled from clarisse thorns blog:

I met Mr. Ambition at one of the aforementioned weddings. Several people recommended that I talk to him, and we liked each other right away. Mutual friends used words like “zealot” to describe him; let’s just say he’s got an intense history of dedicated activism. Charisma, integrity, and pure energy pour off him. His words are almost always articulate and challenging. He can socially dominate a room without thinking. He works a challenging job ten hours per day; exercises two hours; socializes several hours; sleeps and eats when he can. He gives hugs easily, laughs easily, hands out compliments like candy.

Mr. Ambition is most definitely not a neutral personality. Of course, neither am I.

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So lately my biggest challenge is simply trying to talk less. much less. and when i do talk to be aware of the volume of my voice.   this is something that a few of my good friends, who all happen to be extremely successful businessmen have told me.  Jovan said "michael, you don't have to prove your the smartest man in the room." he then asked me what my iq was.

An intelligence quotient, or IQ, is a score derived from one of several different standardized tests designed to assess intelligence. The term "IQ" comes from the German Intelligenz-Quotient. When modern IQ tests are constructed, the mean (average) score within an age group is set to 100 and the standard deviation(SD) to 15.^[1] Today almost all IQ tests adhere to the assignment of 15 IQ points to each standard deviation, but this has not been the case historically. By construction, approximately 95% of the population scores within two SDs of the mean, i.e., has an IQ between 70 and 130.

IQ scores have been shown to be associated with such factors as morbidity and mortality, parental social status,^[2] and, to a substantial degree, parental IQ. While the heritability of IQ has been investigated for nearly a century, controversy remains regarding the significance of heritability estimates,^[3][4] and themechanisms of inheritance are still a matter of some debate.^[5]

IQ scores are used in many contexts: as predictors of educational achievement or special needs, by social scientists who study the distribution of IQ scores in populations and the relationships between IQ score and other variables, and as predictors of job performance and income. The average IQ scores for many populations have been rising at an average rate of three points per decade since the early 20th century, a phenomenon called the Flynn effect. It is disputed whether these changes in scores reflect real changes in intellectual abilities.

Whether or not IQ tests are an accurate measure of intelligence is open to debate. It is difficult to define exactly what constitutes intelligence; it may be the case that IQ scores represent a very specific type of intelligence.

one of the most interesting concepts on dating i have come across

It’s been a while since I felt simultaneously very into someone, and very sure about him. It’s a strange feeling. I’ve been playing with theories about how “flirtation is basically an exercise in strategic ambiguity” and “insecurity is an integral part of romantic intoxication” and “uncertainty is an emotional amplifier“, and I do think that those ideas are true in many ways. But I got so wrapped up in theory that I forgot how it feels to be way into someone … and only a little bit scared.

longtime friend and new post production manager

Mitch Branson: Electric Orgasm(feat. Jonathan Luke & Aimee C.) from Jonathan Luke on Vimeo.

Character sketches and plot arcs

beware everything is public DOmain

 me:  how are you doing?

 Sent at 12:36 PM on Tuesday

 Teri:  Fantastic, and you?

Actually waiting on the damn release of these signed Shepherd Fairey prints

 me:  oh okay....

i am working and my house is clean...

 Teri:  well, look at you

playing grown up?

 me:  yes it is a new look for me.

i got some referrals from your blog

 Teri:  huh?

from mine?  after I wrote about you being mean?

LOL

all in fun, doll

 me:  when peeps click thru i can see.

it's all good i can be an ass

 Teri:  no worries

I am over it now

 me:  well there you go...

 Teri:  Its motivational

 Sent at 12:41 PM on Tuesday

 me:  okay... ha haahahah

 Sent at 12:42 PM on Tuesday

 me:  http://www.kellerarch.com/blog/

see i told ya it was clean...

 Teri:  yup

 Sent at 12:47 PM on Tuesday

 me:  yup.... nice word

 Teri:  i see you are falling back into the kee kee hole again

 me:  nope... your wrong... just a poem i never loved her

 Teri:  uh huh

 me:  seriously

 Teri:  and nothing is ever just a poem

that belittles the art of writing

 me:  there are some secrets i will take to the grave.

 Sent at 12:52 PM on Tuesday

 Teri:  hmm

Your revolving door of women is hard to keep up with

 Sent at 12:54 PM on Tuesday

 Teri:  that wasn't meant to be rude or awkward

just the truth.

 Sent at 12:59 PM on Tuesday

 me:  that particular truth doesn't hurt

did you like the poem?

 Teri:  it was sad.

 me:  exCELLent

 

Last month in the kee kee castle