The piece in today's New York Times on Flaming Lips front man Wayne Coyne's Oklahoma City house is a huge letdown for anyone who's ever listened to The Soft Bulletin and fantasized about the batshit-crazy home its creator probably lives in. Sure, Coyne's digs feature gargoyles and a purple-painted guest residence, but whose don't? Mostly it just seems like the home of a pack rat — vintage lunch boxes, a couple disco balls, and an old jukebox? Yawn. Where are the teleportation devices? And the chupacabra petting zoo? We'll keep dreaming. [NYT]