Sunday, January 27, 2008
Twenty-Three
Hooray for the sun god!
He’s the number one god!
Ra! Ra! Ra!
Anyone up for a game of Calvin-ball?
Oh fine. If you insist. Some rules.
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He’s the number one god!
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January 27th, 2008 at 7:02 pm
It is NOT retarded, MWT. Its fucking inspired.! And don’t try carrying on a coherent conversation on your blog. I’ve got *FOOM* now and I’m not afraid to use it.
January 27th, 2008 at 7:13 pm
Oatmeal, any type is what I like. With a few raisins (not a bunch), brown sugar, and maybe a wee smidge of butter. Yum yum yum yum.
Grits and Cream of Wheat disturb me. It’s a texture thing. Have you tried making a multi-grain porridge overnight in the crock pot? I haven’t, but I’m intrigued enough to want to try it. I wanted to give it a try out at the cabin, put stuff on the woodstove for overnight, but I decided to do a test run here at home first.
January 27th, 2008 at 7:52 pm
And I agree, Tom Cruise was completely wrong for Interview With A Vampire, but then I hated the movie as a whole too. Boring. Boring. Boring. But that’s how I find Rice’s writing too.
On the other hand, sometimes an actor is perfect for their role, almost as if it had been written with them exclusively in mind – take John Travolta as Terl in Battlefield Earth. Perfect match. Perfect.
January 27th, 2008 at 7:54 pm
Last fall I took a hiking trip to the Redwoods National Park. I wandered alone among the giants and breathed the drifting mist. As evening fell, I stumbled into a ring of trees and sank to the needled carpet.
I must have drifted off because I had psychedelic dreams – the tree’s heart, graceful deer, warm sunshine, whispering music and blackberry wine.
I’m not sure how much time passed, but I woke, stiff and cold, to darkness. When I reached my car the battery was dead.
A few months later, my expanding middle and the tickling inside my womb betrayed me; I was pregnant.
When I went into labor, uneasy doctors crowded around. After hours of agony, I gave birth and collapsed.
The nurses anxiously whispered around the bassinet. Finally, they bundled my baby up for me. His skin was rough, scaly, dark brown; his arms and feet were short and stubby. Black eyes blinked at me from under a fibrous thatch of hair.
My baby looked like a crazy hybrid of man and tree, a living pine cone.
I screamed until they sedated me.
January 27th, 2008 at 8:05 pm
Matt Damon maybe, but Kiera Knightly is too damned skinny. She needs a lard sandwich.
January 27th, 2008 at 8:11 pm
Timothy Dalton as Bond. Seriously, dude. Ew.
January 27th, 2008 at 8:27 pm
I’m so tired of the persecution… I wish they would all find another target for their anger. I mean, I did kill that wasp, but it wasn’t on purpose!
January 27th, 2008 at 8:43 pm
I watched Ringo on Craig Ferguson’s show last week. He sucked. Really, really sucked. His backup singers looked like they really wanted to be somewhere else.
I mentioned somewhere else that I was interviewing for a movie that SONY BMG is producing. Unfortunately, I didn’t get the gig. And its a terrific script about a terrific story. Its about the guy who founded Chess Records and went on to discover Muddy Waters, Sonnyboy Williamson, Etta James and Chuck Berry among others. I really would have liked to worked on that one. In addition to a great story with great music, period pictures are a real challenge.
Oh well. I’ll definitely go see it when it comes out. The working title is “Cadillac Records” (for the fact that the musicians were more likely to get a new Cadillac instead of actually seeing any of their royalties). I’m assuming that was cheaper.
January 27th, 2008 at 8:45 pm
It’s not that I think he’s a wack-a-loon, but Huckabee scares me.
People who don’t “believe” in evolution but want to claim they are rational thinking beings capable of listening to the advice of others they’d need in running the country? No way.
At least Dennis Kucinich was crazy in an amusing, non-threatening kind of way.
January 27th, 2008 at 8:51 pm
(rearranges the surround sound speakers so they don’t surround anything, and sits back for a nap)
January 27th, 2008 at 8:57 pm
Nathan, my friend in Croatia said:
“16:16:18 I tried to wrap my brain around it when you were discussing it, but it was just too draining”
… but I’ll keep trying. :D
January 27th, 2008 at 9:04 pm
(err, that was supposed to say <bakho> in between the timestamp and “I tried”)
January 27th, 2008 at 9:36 pm
Penalty on MWT for posting twice on the same subject in the same blog!
But there was the thing about international commenter, so maybe MWT wins!!!
January 27th, 2008 at 10:28 pm
Hmm, things seem to be winding down on the east coast! I’m glad we didn’t have a whole lot more blogs participating, it would get too confusing. Although confusion is good, it helps prevent mental calcification!
January 27th, 2008 at 11:26 pm
Ohh, I love SBTB too! I’m even a title holder – Marquise de Swissheboucle.
January 28th, 2008 at 7:38 am
Oh noes, I been GRILLED! (wilt, shrivel)
January 28th, 2008 at 8:28 am
Anne C,
The quote actually changes every time you refresh.
January 28th, 2008 at 8:45 am
So you all seem to think that Macs are worth the effort?
My problems with ‘em are Firstly, the price, and 2nd, the fact that even if I learn a new operating system, I still have to support PCs at work, and c) I’ve got lots of PC software, but no mac software so that’s an even bigger expense.
But my husband has been considering a mac for his next desktop. The dual boot one.
January 28th, 2008 at 9:48 am
Nathan, you want to know how to PPBBBTT?
“Just put your lips together and blow.”
January 28th, 2008 at 10:20 am
Those Calvinball rules are not the true Calvinball rules.
I have the true rules.
Right here.
January 28th, 2008 at 11:19 am
I still haven’t got a clue what PBBBBT means. Enlightenment will be most welcome.
January 28th, 2008 at 12:31 pm
Heh, Tom. Third celebration this year, not 3rd birthday! Nice one though, made me pause. ;)
January 28th, 2008 at 1:21 pm
fluffy fingerprint
“With the fluffy layer material, it was possible to (i) do fingerprint analysis to trace the sources of PAHs in the river discharge…”
January 28th, 2008 at 1:54 pm
“Skeptic” and “Enzyme” leads to Origins: A Skeptic’s Guide to the Creation of Life on Earth, a book offered on Amazon. Who knew?
January 28th, 2008 at 2:35 pm
Mmmmm… the Baker’s Chocolate Apartments sounds yummy! Sign me up. :)
January 28th, 2008 at 3:15 pm
Jim, “May your porch be buried in fuzzy pink teddy bears and Mary Kate Olsen dolls (they’re real skinny, like straws with one end dipped in scary eye liner)” made me have an unfortunate accident involving my keyboard and Pepsi One. Hee!
January 28th, 2008 at 3:40 pm
Shawn, I’m so proud of you for working through the insanity – both at work and online.
We have a sizeable POS network at my co, too, I PM’d the deployment, and it, too, suffers from the same derogatory alternate meaning you implied.
January 28th, 2008 at 4:02 pm
I’m not quite so noble, I mean, I like walnuts with my oatmeal. And I am so not-commited to the presidential candidates that I might vote for a candidate that stuck Dots to their face. Regardless of the race, gender, or type of mood-altering music they listen to. As long as they don’t smell like Russian cheese, because that would make me want to shove a pine cone into my eye.
(AAAAHHHHH!!!!)
January 28th, 2008 at 6:09 pm
Shawn is a quick study! Another Ra Ra Ra for coming home from insanity and fitting into insanity so well.
January 28th, 2008 at 6:57 pm
I think the winner of this Calvinball game should be awarded a beautiful (and virtual) box of chocolate-covered chicken livers.