Monday, October 26, 2009


I happened to look at my sitemeter. The stuff the people want is here (well, this is just an user video of what you want). It's also here which I mentioned elsewhere on this blog. The basic deal is that this band(?) takes classical music, modifies it and writes words for it. Do you remember that McDonald's commercial with words written for Fur Elise (redundant, right?)? Well, they might be onto something because I still remember the lines about the fries and her brother. Nice marketing there.

I'm way up the search engine results for this one because I coupled M00nlight S0nata and BEAP BEAP BEAP in separate posts. I misspell here because people are not wanting to accidentally come to this blog.

Since I'm just passing off content and not providing any kind of meaningful service. Have you seen this? Whenever I see the "making of" of a project like this I am both horrified and amazed. How does one become so meticulous? I mean, wow. I'd be a totally lazy animator. How did the fox get all the way over there? I'll tell you how. Self-teleportation. The fox is also trans-dimensional. Shut it kid.

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Wednesday, October 21, 2009

miss me?

The post that the innertubes ate.

Whenever I'm gone, I always ask if you miss me. Of course, you probably didn't even realize I was gone. Well, I was. theMonica and I were in New England. We went to Hartford, Providence, Plymouth, Sandwich and Boston. I think that's it.

At any rate, the blog has been neglected as you see. Thanks to all the well-wishers. As I said to a friend the other day, "I have a blog that like 8 Canadian women read." For serious, what would I do without you? I don't think theMonica even reads this thing anymore. Heck - *I* don't read it. I mean, I guess technically I shouldn't have to, but I should PROOFread, right? I don't even do that! It's fantastic.

More to come on this on other topics in the near future. Or 2 weeks from now. You know how it is with me.

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Monday, October 19, 2009

Netflix: Deliverance (1972)

So, if you're Bobby's (Ned Beatty) buddy, how long do you have to wait until you start telling squeal jokes? Like 6 months? Is that too soon? I know it's not funny, but it was written kind of funny what with all the "you look like a hog to me" and "purdy mouth" talking. Was it wrong for me to giggle? Yes, yes it was.

Anyway, banjo boy steals the show. Then a bunch of bad stuff happens, but the dueling banjos theme will stick with you for hours. Recommended!

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Thursday, October 08, 2009

great balls of fire

aka, "Hey, I hyper-extended my groin a little and have to play hockey tonight. Maybe I should put some icy hot on it. Great idea!

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i'm drinking for 3


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Wednesday, October 07, 2009


Keds make Converse All-Stars look like . . . [2 minute pause]
I don’t know; it’s too early to think of a good analogy.

Sic - simile!


Tuesday, October 06, 2009


I can’t spell words that have s’s and c’s in them. Not words with s’s and c’s individually like cat or sat, but where they’re neighbors or otherwise make the same noise – like license and obscene and condense. I am always wanting to add extra c’s or s’s or putting them where there wasn’t one to begin with.

This is part of a larger phenomenon. The phenomenon of getting dumber as I get older. I was working on something that I had done before - not EXACTLY the same thing (not that dumb yet) - but similar. I found the example and it kind of blew my mind that it worked. I thought, "Dang I was so much smarter last year." It was quite strange.

Eventually, I figured everything out and restored my lack of faith in myself.


Friday, October 02, 2009

vending machines

When did vending machine become so accepting of our wrinkled bills?

Remember back in the day when you had to go directly to the treasury and wait in line for freshly-printed ones, singly place them between pages of a "condensced" one-volume version of the Oxford English dictionary and transfer them to your desired vending machine via humidor within Brinks truck. And then, only then, the vending machine would accept your hard-earned cash? Of course, back then everything was 2 bits so you didn't have to worry about dollars so much.

But now you can put a snotty rag in that thing and it'll take it. It's amazing. It doesn't have to be perfectly smooth. You don't have to run your cash over the edge of a sharp corner to "iron" it pre-purchase. This is perhaps on of the most unheralded triumphs of technology in the past 100 years. A more accepting vending machine. It's glorious.

Of course, we wouldn't have this problem if we were more Canadian. We don't have loony and toonies or Lenny and Squiggys or whatever they're called. I'm not sure why. I would welcome a widely-used dollar coin with open palms. But alas, more folks prefer greenbacks and the stoic George Washington staring back at them.