November 6, 2008

Sweet Home Chicago

I only harbor one regret about Election Night 2008: that I was not in Chicago, Illinois. Given how much I adore that city, it makes me long all the more to have been there to see Barack rock the house. High Def television can't hold a candle to this live event. So to make up for that, I'm going to live vicariously through my little brother, who was indeed there, and proudly strolled up Michigan Avenue from Grant Park on a night he'll never forget. Here are some photos he produced from the night. Since he has abandoned his half-assed attempt at blogging :), I feel it is my duty to post them here.





To quote my brother:

If you ever wanted to see what pure joy looks like, this was the place to be.Never have I seen an environment so filled with energy and excitement. Random people were alternately hugging, screaming, high-fiving, and crying, and the sound of the car horns and cheering was deafening, even more so down on the ground, where there were so
many people! Don't believe what the news outlets told you, the crowd was MUCH larger than 200,000.


Can you smelllllllll what Barack is cookin'???

A Cappella Goodness

Since someone finally put this on Youtube, I'm finally posting it here. For those who never saw it or for those who are super a cappella geeks, here it is: my fateful auditions, via Newsweek.com.

October 20, 2008

Sightings

Being a background actor totally blows 99 percent of the time. But that one remaining percent never fails to serve up total shock, which ultimately fades to some vague form of fleeting self-satisfaction when I catch stuff like this:



Yes, I passed myself off as an elitest high school student.

And less so this:



An interactive extension of the famed Twix blog commercial, in which you can just make out the back of my head, marked by the obnoxious gold hat I love so much.

More sightings to come, I'm told...

October 5, 2008

It seemed like a good idea at the time...

Okay, who used to watch "Ren and Stimpy?" Does anyone remember the classic episode entitled, "Don't Whiz on the Electric Fence?" In which our hapless canine and feline heroes decide to play the popular board game of the same name?

Well it seems as if these guys are either trying to act out the episode, or are hopelessly stupid. As RM points out, it is indeed worth noting the charred remains of the moron's zip fly.


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Next up, the merits of lighting farts. Discuss.

October 1, 2008

Oh Beeker...

Reason # 9,283,023,985,203,942 why I LOVE the Muppets.

September 30, 2008

If I were Supreme Commander...

I'll tell you one thing, if I ruled the world, cilantro and anchovies wouldn't exist. Since I don't rule the world, clearly, and probably never will, you cannot question how I would make those two evil things disappear. But in case you're wondering, I haven't thought about how to make it happen.

I'd also like to think that if I ruled the world, I would do so with good intentions. However, if given the opportunity to become an Evil Overlord, I would definitely incorporate some of this guy Nick Scipio's ideas.

In particular:

#7: When I’ve captured my adversary and he says, “Look, before you kill me, will you at least tell me what this is all about?” I’ll say, “no,” and shoot him. No, on second thought I’ll shoot him and then say “no.”

Seriously, revealing your evil plan while holding the hero at the point of some lethal device only gives the hero enough time to think of how to thwart you, and the hubris to work its magic. Although if I were the hero, I'd end up confused and ask to go over a few more details before my horrific death. Though I'm genuinely confused, my confusion will confuse the evil overlord, thereby guaranteeing my haphazard escape.

#20: Despite its proven stress-relieving effect, I will not indulge in maniacal laughter. When so occupied, it’s too easy to miss unexpected developments that a more attentive individual could adjust to accordingly.

Despite my attempts to laugh maniacally, it has never been proven effective. Once I even strained my solar plexus trying. But if you're in the mood for maniacal laughter, scoot on over to Dr. Horrible's SingAlong Blog and enjoy.

#29: I will dress in bright and cheery colors, and so throw my enemies into confusion.

I do this anyway, regardless. But to finally have a legitimate reason to laugh maniacally in the face of the latest fashionably acceptable style of dress makes me smile...evilly.

#55: The deformed mutants and odd-ball psychotics will have their place in my Legions of Terror. However before I send them out on important covert missions that require tact and subtlety, I will first see if there is anyone else equally qualified who would attract less attention.

This is just common sense.

#95: My dungeon will have its own qualified medical staff complete with bodyguards. That way if a prisoner becomes sick and his cellmate tells the guard it’s an emergency, the guard will fetch a trauma team instead of opening up the cell for a look.

I always end up feeling slightly sorry for the inept guard. Finally, a way to be inept without discrimination.

Apparently, this was written before the days of wireless internet and 2 gig lipstick drives. But a lot of it is still relevant a decade later. Also, the author is apparently a famous Internet erotica writer. Interesting.

September 27, 2008

RIP Paul Newman

I can't think of a greater or more moving performance.



RIP Luke/Butch Cassidy/Reggie Dunlop/Henry Gondorff