Much like Fondation Cartier's "Né dans la rue" exhibit in France, MOCA's "Art in the Streets" is all abuzz in the greater Los Angeles bourge. Graffiti in the museum, graffiti on the museum, tags, street art, pochoir, the whole 9 yards (though personally, i'm hoping for more). If I could study graffiti for the rest of my life, I would. If anyone would like to read my 50-page thesis on the globalization of graffiti, well, let me get it published first. We'll be punching about later this week, 'round thursday (cuz it's free after 5)!!! Stalkers welcome. Catch ya on da flip side!

-Kayberlay

p.s. anyone wanna cop some spray for me?

judging you

If you watch "American Idol"...

...You are someones mother. You also refer to Steven Tyler as "Steven Tyler

from American Idol." Your facebook profile pic is of a dog wearing
sunglasses.

If you watch "The Voice"...

...You are a dog wearing sunglasses.

<3 M

2011

it is the start of yet another year and we, at da punch, feel as though the life has been drained out of us.

life is a constant attempt at finding our true interests and desires in the simplest actions and experiences... so we run. we run toward whatever we can and searching for peace and self-happiness, if not freedom from the unhealthy bits and the unfortunate events and interactions we might come across.

some of us run every day while others sleep in and dream... we do both.

it's a kind of a sort of a silly attempt to find "joie de vivre" and balance.

yet we cry, laugh, and smile about it taking in and letting out little breaths of it all, the incomprehension and the excellence. and if we can't do it alone, we get help from friends and fam, or we let edith -who never got a break- take care of us. No, we regret nothing:

a sadder post for november

moche adieu a boot new thing.Mumbai, India

-Kimberley

Maddie's tips for fine living.

- When searching for an apt, the most important item is to see if there is a bar nearby that can be traveled to by foot. Second in importance, is there a walkable McDonalds that is located between said bar and apartment. If you can satisfy both these conditions, then you can move into your new apartment.

-If you listen to Lil Wayne's "Sky's the limit" on repeat, I guarantee you will run the perimeter of UCLA in record time.

-If you stop eating dairy products, you will loose 10 lbs.

oh hi july

happy belated
canada day
and 4th of july

from the two punching champs!!!
-Kimberley (& Madison who has been incredibly M.I.A. lately, ahem!)

Ladies And Gents, Dogs and Cats...

put your hands and paws together, for I give you....
The AYE AYE LEMUR!!!!


As I started the trend back in may, of animal months, I decided to keep up with it and look up creepy June-appropriate bat-looking creatures (there is no logic behind this statement). I thought it would be cool to make June "Batman's Cave Month" combining my love of superhero comic books (HIDDEN GEEK ALERT) with stalactite/stalagmite crystals. Imagine Bermuda. Now imagine a beautiful, dark, natural crystal cave with water puddles and sharp crystal protrusions. That's an image straight out of my childhood, mang(s)!

This Gollum-like creature takes the cake though. Don't call him ugly, he's just scraggly, tiny, rat-like, and has the heeby-jeebiest of all bulging fluorescent green eyes. A rat? nay! A bat? nay! This rainforest-dwelling creeper hails from MADAGASCAR, so it's as cool as any cartoon like character shaking it's behind and singing "i like to move it, move it".

On a more awesome note, according to trustworthy site Wikipedia.com, the Aye-aye is "often viewed as a harbinger of evil and killed on sight. Others believe that should one point its long middle finger at you, you were condemned to death. Some say the appearance of an Aye-aye in a village predicts the death of a villager, and the only way to prevent this is to kill the Aye-aye. The Sakalava people go so far as to claim Aye-ayes sneak into houses through the thatched roofs and murder the sleeping occupants by using their middle finger to puncture the victim's aorta.^[5]"

Can I just say that any animal who knows how to point its long middle finger at you must be pretty BADASS. What a rebel!

In all honesty, I just stumbled upon this little guy and... He spooks me!

More completely reference-worthy facts from wiki-what!: "the name was also hypothesized to be of European origin, with a European observer overhearing an exclamation of fear and surprise ("aiee!-aiee!") by Malagasy who encountered it. However, the name exists in remote villages, so it is unlikely to be of European origins. Another hypothesis is that it derives from "heh heh," which is Malagasy for, "I don't know." If correct, then the name might have originated from Malagasy people saying "heh heh" to Europeans in order to avoid saying the name of a feared, magical animal"

FEARED. MAGIC. ANIMAL. Aiee! aiee! I think that about sums up everything I've been looking for in an animal friend.

Heh-heh,
Kimberley