Ever wish that flavors of sugary delight and pork sizzlin' goodness could just linger and linger on and on?

Well, dreamer, time to break reverie, because your vision has arrived -- I'm talkin' MAPLE- BACON LOLLIS! Glee and smoked meat rolled into a long-lasting lollipop. Vive la Baconian!

Regardless of whether you place this on a tier of terrible, or conversely, as the only food you want while stranded on a deserted island -- it is a compelling study regarding the fusion of of sugar and meat on a stick.

Goodbye, Jack. You have been a sweet, wonderful, loyal horse and friend. I love when you rub your forehead up and down on my palm because you are happy to see me and because you think it feels nice. I love you and will miss you so much. I know you are in pain and life is not fun anymore, and letting you go is the kindest thing I can do; but it's so difficult because of how kind, trusting, and loving you have been to me.

New roller coaster - 97 degree drop...

Yes, 7 degrees steeper than pure vertical.

And now -- predict --

If I rode the "Fahrenheit" roller coaster, I'd

(a) barf until infinity freezes over
(b) weep as I watched g-forces punch a hole through what was once my body
(c) need to call mom for a change of clothes
(d) leave only a small dollop of sweat on the seat after I spontaneously combusted
(e) any or all combinations of the above
(f) other _______________________________

Cheat option! Watch the vid!

Stephen Colbert's "Make McCain Exciting" Challenge!

Do you dare?

When your pork says "Cheese" - or smileys part deux...

Okay, must admit -- I am quite fascinated by the concept of lunch meat with a smiley face. Maybe it would taste better, and it certainly would make things more fun when crafting a sandwich -- especially if you used mustard as a weapon. Oh, damn, regular lunch meat is starting to seem all mediocre now...

And for all my vegetarian friends -- would you fancy a soylami smiley loaf? ;-D

So, gentle reader, if you are willing to overlook a slight (20%) preservative, filler, and artificial color issue (the sign does, however, claim this delicacy to be a daring 80% pork)...bon apetit!

Son of Irony 2.0

Emoticons are the virtual world's mode of expression regarding what one is feeling, yes? Well, now you can wear a mask on your melon to light up a' la emoticon -- giving your actual emotions a touch of, oh, je ne sais quoi. And if you are trying to hide a discomforting emotion or taste of failure, I suppose you could use the emoticon mask to conceal what you're actually feeling.

Is this bot-face type of scenario a touch unsettling or have you already Googled this for purchase?

The New Yorker's Caption Contest's Winning Entry...

The New Yorker's cartoons are known for their pithy bon mots...and I really liked this one because of the simplicity of the caption overlying its complexity. To me, in a best case scenario, it is a metaphor of the nonchalance we sometimes have about fragility of our world. At its most disconcerting, it is an analogy exemplifying the danger of our ignorance.

"O.K. I'm at the window. To the right? Your right or my right?"

Patrick House Palo Alto, Calif.

Drawing by Harry Bliss, after Jack Kirby

"Friendship is when people know you well -- but like you anyway" :-)

This post is dedicated to my friend, Kelli, who is leaving to be with her Viking in Daneland.
<-- Dig the Danish flag flower!

She is not really leaving me, tho, because her inspiration and influence lies in my heart.

Kelli has inspired me to be the best human being I can be each day. And she does not know this, but many times when I need to find an answer, the thought that runs through my mind is -- "How would Kelli handle this?"

Okay, before I get too mushy and start to think about making "WWKD" bracelets; let me just say -- thank you, Kelli, for always listening to me, "getting" the way I think and all the quirks that go along with that, and having such a huge heart -- you always put others before yourself.

So now it is nearly time for you to go off and inspire and influence others around the world!

HAIKU TIME!

Thinking diversely
matters; and happiness is
found in the sharing

Weezer made a vid that's a satire...or an homage... to satires and homages...

Making a song and video tribute to Internet pop culture = several thousand dollars.

Getting all meta about it and using the medium of the Internet as a tribute to Internet pop culture -- PRICELESS!

Holmes has given me one of these Sizzlin' Bacon Scent Funky Fresh Air Fresheners.

It's just one of those of Baconian(TM) moments...

:-D

Do brain cells scream before they die?

It is annoying when people are famous for nothing; and unconditionally infuriating when a mag you think still has cred like Rolling Stone puts The Hills people on its cover (see this month's issue).

It should come with a warning, "Ocular lesions from acute incredulity may result from looking directly at this cover since the combined brain power of these reality "stars" appear to show less intelligence than a box of hair."

Arrgh!!! *Sigh*

And now -- people need only to be able to fit through a hole in the wall for their 15 minutes of fame. Not kidding --

Airzooka Air Gun!

The Airzooka is precisely what you think -- a hand-held gust blaster reaching up to ten feet.

Besides for your stealth missions of blasting loved ones with some serious tempest -- think about pool party possibilities! Aim this beast at the pool surface and the ripple effect of the ensuing colossal spray will have everyone sufficiently splattered and ready to flog you with your own weapon. ;-)

Domino's Double Decker Pizza
(objects in picture are 50% more gastro intestinal than they appear)

I imagine the inspiration for this began with a phone call --

Domino's Employee: Hello, thanks for calling Domino's.
Random One: Hi, I'd like pizza.
D.E: Yeah, we get that sometimes. Would you like any toppings?
R.O: Uh, sure. You know, pizza toppings.
D.E.: *snicker* A pizza topped with pizza?
R.O.: Oh my sweet heavens, yes.

Hence, the blueprinting began. I think there are only two ways to perceive the double decker pizza -- gastronomic genius or bilious gastrosity. You decide...

The Dandy Warhols vs. The Beastie Boys -- A Mash Up of "We Used To Be Friends" and "Intergalactic Planetary" !

I love the Dandys and I love The Beasties, but a mash up? Would it sound like an egregious cacophony tossing its proverbial cookies?

Happily -- no! It is unbridled and absolute awesomeness. I love when the unexpected works out like that :-) Check it...

It's the end of the Internet social networking world as we know it...and I feel fine...

Hello, social network data portability. According to CNET, Google is going to bring it on with Friend Connect, which will allow users "to port their friends, profile photos, events, and other data across the Web to partner sites".

Naysayers claim that the concept has a long way to go until full functionality, and could still end up doomed to an epic fail. Yes, the utility has the potential to make the Internet more connected, but (*cue irony throwing up on itself*) it's possible it could also make it more confusing.

It almost sounds too utopian to be true, but reps from Google, MySpace and Facebook are said to be working together in one Data Portability Workgroup, tho nothing has been formally announced... (*tentative woot* )

Bacon organizers...

At this point, I've had friends email me so much bacon paraphernalia that I figured, "What could be more helpful than bacon bowls and cups to store ones delectables?"

The photographers filled the pictured examples with a curious choice -- vegetable salad. Hey, how about going clinical strength with this and filling those bad boys with a smokedbacon-maplesyrupflavoredbacon-wideslicedbacon salad adorned with a tangy Canadian bacon grease vinaigrette -- glorious in its baconian magnificence!

Here's the link if ya wanna make them.

Johnson's Baby Cologne... WHAT???

TAG for babies? Um, no, please.

Just wondering...was this product designed for people too lazy and/or crazypants to wash their offspring? Does this reek of infant oppression because consumerism has made things convenient for parents who skip the step of washing a little one? Ew.

Mom and Dad, thank you ever so much for keeping us tidy enough that we never needed the baby cologne.

Pickle Sickles Pickle Juice Popsicles...

The thought of consuming frozen pickle juice as a lighthearted snack takes me to a cold, dark abyss where laughter doesn't exist, and the silence is so loud, it screams. However, I'll let you decide if you have the prowess to devour the icy assault of Pickle Sickles:

1.) Would you drink brine?
2.) Would you consume something normally thrown away?
3.) Did you notice that it has the word "Sick" built into its name?

P.S. By the way -- no offense to pickles. I still love them. However, I think they would be embarrassed if they knew about this post-modern exploitation ;-)

How defined are we on the cellular level?

It turns out that your mind is only partially conscious about some of the things your brain does. According to this Wired Magazine article, brain scanners can see your decisions before you consciously make them -- in accordance with patterns of brain activity.

However, scientists conceed that we are not completely moist robots. The scanner isn't correct 100% of the time, and the study is about predicting buttons to be pressed, not complex decision-making.

The idea of the inevitable mind control studies which will surely follow leave me with a rather unsavory taste in my mouth -- kind of in a casserole-of-evil-with-a-potato-chip-crust-of-despair flavor...

Introducing -- the sQuba --

REAL! The Swiss have invented an amphibious convertible, and it can dive up to 30 feet!

This is the James Bond-iest thing to come out in ... FOREVER!!!

The one thing that makes me "meh" about land-bound convertibles is that my hair is wavy/curly and tends to tangle massively when whipped into a frenzy by wind.

That literal snafu is now history! However, the amphibious convertible is not exactly an easy ride --

CNN says, "You’ll have to break out the wetsuit. The car has an open top, meaning that the two passengers are exposed to the elements. Passengers will be able to keep breathing underwater through an integrated tank of compressed air similar to what is used in scuba diving. The sQuba’s top speed on land is about 77 mph, but it slows down to 3 mph on the surface of the water, and 1.8 mph underwater."

Still -- I would so roll that phat ride!

The Burger King dude-bot makes me feel unsafe because:

(a) Corporate overlording plus a dead-behind-the-eyes gaze never means anything good.
(b) The mannequins have become sentient and want to feed us.
(c) Gah! God Save The Queen!
(d) Other __________________________________

Rock, Paper, Scissors? Bah. Try Earth, Bunnies, Cheney...

Earth Day is tomorrow -- Tuesday, April 22. Always a good idea to recycle and live green as much as possible on this day and every day! However, if you do something extra nice for our planet this Tuesday, I will send you three fluffy, little bunnies for free.*

*bunnies not included.

:-D Don't forget to click below to get your dose of scathing satire from The Onion...

Cheney Celebrates Earth Day By Breathing Oxygen

*+Interested in a place to express your creativity and speak your mind?*+

My friend is building a website, fakeplacestudios.com, which features online comics, art, and a free-thinking forum. It's currently under construction, but the forum is up and registration is as easy as it gets. I hope to see you there!

And now, I would like to provide evidence substantiating my new theorem attesting that "Everything's better with googly eyes." ;-D

Even chin people doing The Lord of the Rings. Sincerely.

Gusto

Randy Pausch's "Last Lecture" reminded me about how important one's internal dialog is -- and how it it affects every cell in the body. On some level, how you think affects your ability to thrive. Because of the thoughts he has shared, I am inspired to think about what it is I want out of my time on this planet.

I want to live a wonderfully happy, extremely healthy, very long life. I want to thoroughly enjoy this amazing and wonderful gift of life and do as much as I can do for as long as possible. I want to bring positivity to others. I want to continuously learn, create, laugh, be blissed-out, contribute and celebrate life with my family and friends. I want to always be open-minded and non-prejudiced.

Finally -- I never want to become set in my ways -- I hope for the eternal feeling that I am one with an ever-expanding universe.

I am still contemplating if Ice Cucumber Pepsi is a good, bad, or indifferent sort of peculiarity.

It's an odd concept for sure, but not necessarily a gross one. Cucumber flavor isn't gross at all, it just sort of brings about ambivalence. Watery indistinguishableness. Slightly saline mediocrity.

Alas, what exactly is in this bottle of effervescent ennui? Cucumbers? Soylent green?

This Ice Cucumber Pepsi is only available (for now) in Japan; and for all I know -- cold, salty, bubble water is delightfully refreshing in an "I like to drink ocean" sort of way.

So what are these creatures, "superious delegatus" a.k.a. superdelegates?

They are not chosen based on the party primaries and caucuses. Most are selected because of their status as party leaders and elected officials. Others are chosen during the primary season for enigmatic reasons not disclosed to the unwashed masses. All the superdelegates are free to support any candidate for the nomination. With no prompting from shadowy puppet masters. Really.

Don't even pretend that you don't want to know the anatomy of a superdelegate. (Thx LA Times.) Click here for the larger version.

Totally real ad --

Soaking victory is best served cold! The AQUASHOCK ARCTIC BLAST blaster gives you more than one way to shock and surprise your opponents: soak ‘em in a stream or add ice to blast ‘em with an all-out burst of freezing cold water! Don't just soak 'em – Aqua Shock em'!

---

This product intrigues me. It seems that its only purpose is making your friends hate you.

What wrongest wrong of all wrongs would a friend have to commit in order to deserve being gunned down with a spew of icy cold hate-water? Are there people out there purchasing the AquaShock as a solution for getting people to ostracize them this summer? Hmm... a compelling psychological study of of water torture in the guise of a bright, shiny, summer's day toy...

Summer is nearly upon us, and thoughts now turn to...

What the hell is Fla-Vor-Ice? Personally, I find it worthy of note that they can't even call it "Fruit Flavored Ice" (you know they had to have tried). Furthermore, they probably aren't even allowed to spell "Flavor" as one word on the label because that's being too optimistic.

You know what Fla-Vor-Ice is? Transportable. That's all I got for this one.

Today's featured awesomeness is kickass poli/news satirist-- Lee Camp! He creates blogs, comics, and stand-up comedy. And he... well, I'll let you see for yourself...

Peeps - snack AND a tour de force of delicious, delightful, sugar art delirium...

Okay -- straight from the hip -- I like marshmallow Peeps a little bit. They are such junk food, but some combination of the weird sugar-crystal-marshmallow-chewy-gooey texture and flavor almost DARES you to like them because they are so non-nutritive. And food coloring is gross, but somehow acceptable for Easter. So as you can see, I haven't resolved why I like them -- maybe it's the exquisitely disgusting "How-Many-Peeps Can-You-Fit-In-Your-Mouth Game"? Good times...

Well, in a tribute to all things Peeps, there are now diorama art contests featuring the sugary creatures: Peeps Show II

<-- Warning: this image may haunt you as a fever nightmare...

I wish turning a profit weren't such a factor in the arts. When someone is the the driving force behind a movie/song/book that makes some money -- they have opportunities to be everywhere. And many artists take advantage of the opportunity -- ah, tortuous ubiquity!

When artists take on projects doing anything to be seen/heard/read, it becomes obvious that they are indiscriminate; and then their projects make you want to hurl said artist directly into the sun because it is inevitable that their choices will become insufferably BAD.

Currently, is it possible to become a famous without selling out at the expense of one's integrity (i.e. -- JD Salinger, Harper Lee)?

Gloucester Cheese Rolling!



From a perpetrator's YouTube blurb:

"Every year daring competitors throw themselves down an almost vertical hill in Gloucester, UK, chasing an 8lb Double Gloucester Cheese. It can never really be caught as it reaches breakneck speeds but the first person to cross the line at the bottom of the hill wins the cheese. Thousands of spectators turn out for the event each year and, unsurprisingly, there are usually a good few injuries. Thankfully St John's Ambulances are on hand to whisk the casualties away to the local hospital."

Should these roguish nutters get their cheese permits revoked? And by revoked, I mean re-affirmed :-) Bonkers -- yet awesome! :-D

Happy Spring Break! And by the way...



100% marshmallow Lucky Charms without those frosted cardboard-y oat nuggets is:

a. Genius -- I love you, sugar coma...

b. Terrifying -- those things aren't marshmallows, man.

c. Leprechaun demon feed

d. Other -- _______________________

You know when a bunch of people in one location all do the same unusual thing, and someone says, "It must be in the water"?

Well, it's in the frickin' water (article).

So people are drinking, cooking, rinsing fruit, etc. with water containing trace amounts of various medications -- what effects do the cumulative trace amounts of mixtures of drugs have? That’s really disconcerting to think about.

Then again -- how constructive is this information when, as of now, people can’t do anything about it? Is this meant to be alarmist? Are the toxins people are exposed to in the everyday environment more of a concern?

I don't like sensationalism. In regard to drinking water -- first, it was about the purity of drinking bottled water over tap, then it was that tap regulations are more strict than bottlers', now it's about drinking cocktails of drugs regardless of where one's water is from.

Are we being well-informed or manipulated?

Hey rockers, check the They Might Be Giants live vid in the sidebar!

And the vid below -- an AIR VORTEX CANNON!
This is the coolest cool thing that ever cooled!

I saw this item in a supermarket -- it appears to contain part peanut butter, part jelly, all in a neatly folded doughy confection of childhood sadness.

Not to get too existential about it -- but how can this discus of a sandwich claim to be "uncrustable"? Wouldn't the edge of that rim-ridgy thing of crushed "bread" count as a crust?

Being that I don't feel that it is ethical to speak of the processed "foodstuffs" used in creating this pocket of dubious edibility without liberal use of quotation marks -- I doubt I'll be scarfing one of these down anytime soon...

RANDOM ART ALERT:
*+*+ ======O *+*+*
Snowflakes and Airborne Snowball

YES! I am going to see They Might Be Giants tomorrow! I am so psyched...awesomeness and splendiosity shall ensue...they are amazing!

Taking soggy, squishy, and gray to the next level...

Cheese-freakin'-Burger In A Can, people -- it exists!

I'd imagine looking at it directly will make you stab yourself in the eye -- I highly recommend avoiding cutlery around this product.

Everything a Cheeseburger In A Can touches turns to stupid, undoubtedly. You are supposed to boil this atrocity in its can. Uhm, why would you not just fry or grill the burger? I am trying to figure out who desperately needs to boil canned meat. Campers? They tend to be fire builder types, tho -- and open flame is better for cooking meat than boiling it in a can -- amiright?

The bold and daring pioneers of culinary homicide at The AV Club taste tested this beast -- you can gross-out vicariously here.

Everyone (I'd imagine, by now) is leery of those voting machines...

My voting sticker actually said "My Vote Counted!"

Alas, I got a little teary-eyed, as I stuck that voting sticker to my heart and cried out, "Cool beans, voting sticker, your reassurance has finally gotten me over the pesky, nagging, concern of disillusionment and voter fraud...voting sticker -- you complete me!" Or something like that. I don't quite remember -- I was so in the moment...

So, YAY, The Onion stepped up, and spat out some scathing satire ...

Diebold Accidentally Leaks Results Of 2008 Election Early

You know you’re the archetype of… er…cool when…

You play Random Article Wikipedia Smackdown!

Here’s the shizz:

The host sits in front of a computer and clicks on Wikipedia’s “Random Article” link in its sidebar.

They state only the title of the article that comes up.

The other players try to state something factual that appears in the article.

The person with the closest factual reference (judged by host) scores a point, and you rotate who gets to go first. You can even rotate out the computer’s host.

Omiholysnap you guys -- they weren’t kidding when they labeled that button “random" :-D

Owning it...

I was in the middle of doing fifteen things at work today, and my mind was contemplating about five hundred more as I was rushing around kind of mumbling to myself.

A co-worker cruised by, and was all, "Hey, what's going on?"

So I went, "Oh, just hanging around being weird."

We laughed, but I was thinking, "I think I kind of do hang around being weird rather often."

Here is Merriam Webster's definition of "weird".
1 : of, relating to, or caused by witchcraft or the supernatural : magical

2 : of strange or extraordinary character : odd, fantastic

Now -- the behavioral analysis part!

Witchcraft -- Wicca is cool, but not really my passion -- moving on --

Supernatural -- since science cannot completely explain all things natural, including me or you, I think humans can be termed supernatural in an abstract context.

Magical -- I just like that one.

Strange -- well, who isn't? Some of us more than others; but plain and boring never won anybody a Nobel prize or anything.

Extraordinary -- yes, please.

Odd, fantastic -- I'm putting these in "Strange's" file. Normalcy has its appropriate moments -- but being fantastic -- those are the moments everyone remembers.

So let that cosmic stream flow :-D

(While you're at it, check out the new Switches vid I posted!)

I know I am treading on sacred ground here...people love The Oprah.

But sometimes talk shows really do sensationalize some random crap, ya know?

I couldn't resist gleefully sharing this Photoshopped Oprah promo.

And my two cents is that the toads are with us -- they do scarf down mosquitoes and all...

MyFace! I trademark this in 3…2…1… NOW.

What if two colossal, omnipotent, social networking website universes collided?

It’s only a theory, but if MySpace and Facebook ever became one massive megalomanic entity – LET US BAPTIZE THEE... MyFace.

It could be obscenely egocentric…b/c personal web pages aren't now…right? :-P You could have MyFace gifting, MyFace player (featuring karaoke, naturally), Poke MyFace, Super Poke MyFace, Slap and Tickle MyFace , Twitter MyFace (for-up-to-the-minute updates on MyFace) ...I think I could go on with this forever.

I have a MySpace I use a lot because the flexible layout allows for creative page designing; and a Facebook page that I use... not so much. The Facebook layout infuriates me with its rigidity. (I don’t do well with rigid structure. *seethe*) Most people I know have pages on both sites…and prefer one over the other. This would make quite an interesting psychological study. Indeed...something for the MyPsychoFace Therapy Forum...

Oh, Scott Adams...WTH...funny theory ... Death by Frozen Poop

I've been having a crazyass-busy work week--tension so thick, you can cut it with a spork ;-)

So yesterday, when my friend goes, "I feel like I am in downtown crazy, and the busses have stopped running." -- I totally knew what she was talking about.

I am coming down from all the crazy today, but still feeling rather cheeky; so I am going to mess with some old-school adages.

I dedicate these words of weird to all who had a crazyass week --

"Wow...look who woke up on the wrong side of crazy this morning."

"People in glass houses shouldn't throw crazy."

"If a crazy falls in the forest, and no one is around, does it still make a sound?" :-O

The disco-iest desk that ever disco-ed... OR... I think I have inadvertently stumbled upon an allegory for life...

Okay -- in my room at work we recently had a desk die a tragic slo-mo collapse -- no one was hurt (except the desk). Another desk is so warped that it wobbles big time. I've put in requests for replacement desks to no avail. There are no spare desks around the building, either. So I am already short a desk, and no one wants to sit in the wobbly desk because it's so freakin' annoying.

THEN I named the wobbly desk the "Disco Desk" and anyone who sits in can raise their hands in the air, make techno sounds, and wobble around. Now EVERYONE wants to sit in the Disco Desk, yet it hasn't become too much of a distraction b/c after a good 15 seconds of disco-ing, most of the perpetrators are played out.

I tried it myself and it was quite spectacular.

Faux bacon gear...where are we going with this and why are we in a handbasket? :-P

Bacon wallets!!!



Bacon band-aids!!!

Magnificent snap of a lightening storm taken by Olivier Vandeginste -- I doff my cap to you, sir ...

I am a sunny day frolicker. I love the scent of a warm breeze and sometimes the warmth of the sun on my skin gives me goosebumps because it feels so nice.

But sometimes nothing can touch a spectacular storm. I love the way rain sounds in the trees; and the way it intensifies the smell of the earth and plants and everything shimmers with the sheen of being alive, grabbing at wind.

Ben and Jerry's ice cream flavors that need to happen...

YES... some flavors and ingredients which would be more than vaguely captivating and satisfying:

Celebrity Egomania -- a creamy, marshmallow-based delight with decadent fudge ripple, publicist spin, and six varieties of nuts.

Voter's Regret -- dark-chocolate angst, with neapolitan indecisiveness, chock full o' delicately fried cinnamon-sprinkled brain chunks. And tears.

Ambiguous Slacker -- fluffy, creamy enchantment, cotton candy pathos, and enigmatic nougat -- was that a pistachio? A toenail? One may never know...

Let's play... Trend Must Die!


People who wear sweatpants with stuff written across the a**, such as "Sweetie" or "Juicy"... unless you change it to "Stinky" or "Soggy" -- Trend Must Die!

People who wear studded belts around their upper legs ... unless you transport exclusively by pogo stick -- Trend Must Die!

Guy-liner ... not all sad poetry is bad poetry, but if you are enhancing yours by slathering guy-liner all around your one visible eye, yours may come off as an eensy-beensy-teensy bit contrived -- Trend Must Die!

Random Thought of the Day: Bipedalism is over-rated…

Okay, maybe not completely -- being able to walk while eating a bowl of cereal is dandy. However...what if humans had never evolved into bipeds? Four on the floor could have benefits, you know.

Mad pouncing/lunging skills -- better balance and agility and more force behind the leap could make pouncing/lunging all the rage. Pretty sweet if ya think about it.

Sharper turning maneuverability -- at higher speeds! It would be like 4-wheel drive plus a lower center of gravity compared to what we’re sporting now. Fun!

Hand shoes –- No longer will feet have all the fun. Vicious, chunky-soled, E-Z release shoes for your hands. Smooth glove-like fit, and durable treads -– what’s not to love? ;-D

"Protein with an attitude"

Scott Adams penned a pretty morbidly interesting blog about the FDA's saying that cloned meat is safe. He ponders if eating his own clone is acceptable and determines that it is -- since there is no way that clones have souls.

All I know is that cloned animals age at an accelerated rate, and eating meat that comes from an animal that is chemically imbalanced in that way can never be a magnificent idea.

Live the madness here.

'Memba 90's alternative "hair bands"?

Vid update -- Collective Soul "December" Serious tune -- and lots of flowing locks :-)

Vid updated with a blatantly kickass live performance of The Dandy Warhols "Bohemian Like You"!

Expressions that make everyone die a little on the inside...

There are expressions that I use that make NO sense whatsoever, and even as the words are coming out of my mouth...my brain is going , "$%#@*, what a stupid expression that makes no sense....shut up alr -- oh never mind, it's officially out there now."

Exhibit A -- When I want to make a point and I say, " I'm sorry but..." I am never, ever, sorry -- I use this phrase for emphasis -- and that makes no sense! For example, " I'm sorry but there is no way I can vote for a candidate that looks like Guy Smiley from Sesame Street." I am totally not sorry about that -- I am proud of that. Damn!

Exhibit B -- Someone bumps into me, and I'm like, "Oh, excuse me." Why did I just say that? Even if they do an "Excuse me." back, I still feel self-corrupted. And that's un-comfy.

Exhibit C -- The omniscient, omnipotent "THEY" as in -- "They need to really do something about voter fraud." or "They invented the toilet seat warmer years ago." I don't mind admitting I have no idea who "they" are when I spew such nonsense, but "they" seem awfully eclectic.

So next time I am out and about and someone bumps into me and I go, "Excuse me, wow, I'm sorry but they really need to alleviate congestion in this area." perhaps a flogging is in order.

Vid Updated...

Why Focus is Everything AKA Halcyon's "Crap or The Cone"

In case you wonder -- he says the part of crap was played by Jello chocolate pudding :-P

Pop culture things that should go away in 2008, but indubidently won't...

***Just my list -- feel free to hate on it or add to it

:-P

Reality "stars" -- they are obsessed over, but famous for doing nothing. The ones that learned to dance can perhaps be spared, but implored to dance off camera; and the "stars" who are famous for eating various meats made of naughty bits need to die. Immediately. No offense.

Chick flicks -- I think the genre has peaked. Give me a scenario that hasn't been done, and I bet it's not a chick flick.

Anything Emo -- crying, poetry of misery, and all black all the time -- are all over-rated and have been played out. Time to find a new way display your individuality so as to be recognized as part of the rebellious group you are part of. Yeah.

Flat-ironing hair -- viva la curl/wave! Just don't bring back perms...no one wants to handle that mess.

Something that should definitely STAY is the most excellent band -- The Films :-D I updated my vid. with their fabulousness known as "Black Shoes"...

Congratulations on winning the Iowa caucus, Barack!

Arianna Huffington blogged an intensely moving piece about the possibility of a "forward-looking country" here.