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Category: pop culture
Icy pouring rain
Icy pouring rain
icy pouring rain
icy pouring rain…
zippy the pinhead and jack chick tracts
found on the floor at random
I couldn’t have found something like that
if I’d had amillion years
but I wasn’t trying
If I overgift someone it is because they are expected to share, so
Beware if I ever give you books for a present…
If you know someone I’ve given books to
by all means make them share
As that was probably the point.
You all must read “Waking the Dead”
My channel’s set on random
sorry
Goodnight,all
corbid
Adventures in Surreality…
Be fruitful and mutliply
Oh, those wacky Germans and their pornographic candy…
The fine people at Haribo have intorduced a line of apparently rather frisky fruit candy.The complaints they received from a Catholic college were apparently a hoax but their
website remains one of the more hallucinogenic things I have ever seen on the internet, ranking up there with that one truly puzzling anime Kikkoman ad I featured in this blog long ago but am too lazy to dig up a link for.
On Ice
There’s an episode of “Friends” in which one of the characters is so frightened by a Stephen King novel that the book has to be put in the freezer. A friend of mine told me recently that they threw a copy of “The Shining” into the desert because it bothered them that much. While I myself am not a great Stephen King fan per se, I’ve been reading one of his books and I’ve come to the point where I think it needs to go into the freezer. Only it isn’t a horror novel at all. It’s “On Writing” which is part advice manual, part autobiographical epistle and overall a very sincere and insightful bit of nonfiction. But the postscript, or rather the idea of it, is terrifying me a bit. It’s about his accident. And I know I should read it. I have a feeling it would be good for me to read it. But I’m kind of scared to. So I think I’m going to put the book in the freezer for just a little while.
Movie Quote Of The Day
Lloyd Dobler : Joe. Joe. She’s written 65 songs… 65. They’re all about you. They’re all about pain.
Joe : So what’s up?
–Say Anything, Cameron Crowe 1989
Orville and Wilbur Wrong…
Thought this was a bit amusing. Perhaps the journalistic standards of the day were not so very high? And yes, I did shamelessly steal this link from Neil Gaiman’s blog, but most likely none of you would have noticed, since you don’t read it every day in spite of my ceaseless implorings.
How did I know this would yield a plethora of links?
The results of a Google search for “Cthulu Christmas.” Plus, alternate spelling.
Listening to They Might Be Giants and cleaning up my own Pit Of Chaos from my living room floor right now. Merry December 27th.
I laughed aloud…
…as I watched my friends get eaten and dismembered by Great Cthulu. Played Munchkin last night at game night, and it was pretty damn fun. Who says geeks don’t have a sense of humour? Also discussed the pitfalls of retail real estate negotiations. Myself, I have no knowledge. I’m just here for moral support and to distill every statement into a short and clever catchphrase. Diviniations provided upon request.
A little Experiment…
Try typing the name of any well known Greek mythological figure into Google, and odds are it’ll turn out to be the name of a web application. Just as a general rule of thumb.