"Quite a few people in the world have seen my penis. So that's kinda cool." We've known for a while (thanks to Kirsten Anderson) that the naked baby on the cover of Nevermind is all grown up and basically normal. But last night, NPR's All Things Considered aired an interview with the now-17-year-old Spencer Elden, sharing his story with comfortable liberals nationwide. Spencer still seems like a normal high school kid, and, as seen above, is perfectly willing to deploy the best conversational icebreaker we can imagine. (Seattlest Clint's alternate suggestion: "The penis that gave international rise to the Seattle Sound.") He's officially eclipsed Dolores Erickson (the woman slathered in whipped cream on Herb Alpert's Whipped Cream and Other Delights) as the northwest's most famous album cover model, even if he is from California.
Touch Me I'm Spencer
Surface + Whatever the Fraggle Rock It Takes
The cold wind of actual necessity is blowing up Seattle's skirt. Much like our childhood erector-set constructions, the Viaduct has a certain amount of "give" in it (though hopefully not due to the same reason: our dislike of tightening every single nut on things we were just going to take apart anyway), but the news last week that it has sunk 5 inches at its saggiest point has bells going off because 6 inches is the magic number when it's an emergency. Aaooogah!
Tenacious D Makes the Paramount a Living Hell
Rock stars are dark and mysterious, calculating and philanthropic, and almost always stylish and physically attractive. And then there are Jack Black and Kyle Gass.
Mariners Get Cheap Putz
Yesterday, the Mariners signed closer J.J. Putz to a three-year contract with a team option for the fourth year. The contract's worth $13.1 million, and includes a $1.5 million signing bonus. We've got a feeling J.J. will just be randomly checking his balance at pretty much every ATM in the city the next couple of days.
Seattlest Remembers: That One Allen Ginsberg Reading
In this week's Stranger, Franklin grad Brendan Kiley remembers getting hit on by Allen Ginsberg at a 1994 reading.
Seattlest Interviews an Anti-Lap-Dance Stripper
Monday, after posting our pro-lap dance response to Susan Paynter's PI column, we received an email from an anonymous local stripper:
I just read your defense of your right to make women touch you sexually for pay and was wondering:more ›
Nothing You Do On The Internet Is Private
We can't not repost this Metblogs item today, even though it's started to creep into Google News territory by now.. Before continuing it should be noted that taking your pants off and walking around the office with a thumb in your ass would be safer for work than the rest of these links.
The Politics of Dancing
Hip-hop is ruled by ego. Whether it's the ego of an MC, that of a DJ, or a combination of the two, hip-hop is dominated by superlatives. Descriptions of being the biggest, baddest, and richest are the typical trappings of mainstream hip-hop, which is nothing new. The underground scene has its own failings, focused instead on being "realest," clamoring to fit as many syllables as possible into every bar. In both cases, the result is staid, tired output, dominated more by formula than feeling. After the lackluster Boot Camp Clik show a few weeks ago, Seattlest has been lucky enough to see the more desired portion of Sturgeon's Revelation the last few days, with MCs unafraid to be more than lyrical automata.
Elsewhere in Ist
Londonist prepares a Happy Birthday bath for Buddah this week and then things get all cliched. A madman goes on a rampage while axe-wiedling and London's mayor warns an American diplomat to avoid the kitchen if the heat bothers him so much.
The Egyptian Knows What You're Really Afraid Of
Seattle's blogs are savoring the pulse-pounding, cold-sweat anticipation of this weekend's midnight showings of Jaws at the Egyptian.
Seattle-Based Think Tank
Seattle as a city is currently in danger of becoming the guy at the party with the undone zipper. When we come strutting out of the men's room anxious to talk about technology and the environment and progressive politics all anyone can see is the Discovery Institute hanging out of our pants. Seattlest cringes every time the national media references a particular "Seattle-based think tank" - They won't let us pretend for a minute that we're not ground zero of the Intelligent Design "controversy."
P.U.R.E. Entertainment
If you missed last week's naked spectacle you won't have long to wait for your next public nudity extravaganza. The Fremont Solstice Parade will wind its way through the streets this Saturday featuring the famously clothes-free bikers, but the group responsible for last year's man-sized inflatable penis will not be participating.
Dissecting Grey's Anatomy: Disturbing Edition
Who said TV shows weren't educational? Who? Cause last night's episode of Grey's Anatomy taught us viewers some very important lessons about east coast transplants (a bit slow on the uptake), bribing your boss (generally not a good idea) and to top it off, even came through on that promise for some anatomy (um, eww?).

