For 23 years, the Burning Man festival has taken place in the Black Rock Desert, and since I first heard about it in an old issue of Marvel’s X-Force (it was issue #75 at the point when Cannonball, Siryn, Warpath, Sunspot, and Boom-BoomBoomer Meltdown comprised the line-up), I’ve been curious about it. By saying I’m curious, I’ve been picked on at work. I’m not sure why, exactly, because based on the pictures below, it looks… weird. And I’m always thankful for that.
It’s that time of year again. Parades. Turkey. Gravy. Mashed potatoes. Drinking. Fighting. Sleeping. Buying. And above all else… thanking (as Joey on Friends would say, “Supposably“).
So here I am ready to kick off a weeks worth of giving just that. Today, I’d like to say thanks for the existence of CatsForGold.com.
Sounds like a deal to me! If only all pets could be mailed...
I love getting things in the mail and for once the mail will love me back! All I need to do is find some gold lying around… here’s my class ring my mother told me I wouldn’t want later in life (moms know everything!), and here’s a pocket watch that’s on a gold-plated chain… I think there’s some gold in this pen…
Plop into the CatsForGold envelope, and plop into the big blue box! I wonder what Cat-tankerous (his name) will look like. The bottom bar has already been set…
(I apologize for the slow load on this page, but I decided to collect the clips for easier access. And sorry the list is so long, but I wanted to prove a point.)
When talking about a movie’s score, modern audiences probably think it has something to do with how much it made at the box office on opening weekend, or what it’s rated on Rotten Tomatoes. In actuality, the movie’s score – primarily the theme song – should be more than a cue to what you’re supposed to feel throughout watching the flick. It should capture the spirit of the story in a melody… one that you can carry with you in a hum.
As a child, all my favorites had excellent theme songs (you can hum them without a hint):
Star Wars
Indiana Jones
Superman
Back to the Future
E.T.
Jaws
James Bond
Rocky
Batman (Michael Keaton)
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I love me my Snuggie. As a matter-of-fact, I’m wearing mine as I type this.” I’ve worn it in a pub crawl in NYC, and I’ve wanted to wear it in a pub crawl in Seattle.
But as per usual, if something shakes me at my core (or in this case makes me shiver in my Snuggie), I must stand atop my mountain blog and proclaim it to the world to inform and warn about it. This time, it’s the Snuggie Sutra.
K'man!
Based on the Kama Sutra, the ancient Indian sex guide (like how The Joy of Sexbent over spoofed The Joy of Cooking… and the Kama Sutra), the Snuggie Sutra offers up suggestions for couples, depending upon whether you’re blue or pink, or your Snuggie is blue or pink (or green or zebra), it looks… hot.
And I don’t mean the way you think… **
*Proof…
Me typing in my Snuggie (watching the Colbert Report)
While kicking back brews and shooting the breeze with my pals, the glow of the TV showing whatever game we’re interested in holds our gaze. And that’s what it’s all about with us men, so they say. We’re “visual creatures” allegedly. Our eyes are too big for our stomachs, and our stomachs are the way to our hearts. Wait, I got off topic…
Oh, yeah. During said television events, especially of late, companies have been promoting the hell out of two video games: Left 4 Dead 2 and Grand Theft Auto: Episodes from Liberty City.
And all I think upon watching these previews is how much more like movies video games are becoming. I have Unchartered 2: Among Thievesand it’s better than any action picture I’ve seen in a long time (The Dark Knight notwithstanding), and it makes me laugh…
Haven’t we as a public (well I know I have) been bitching about how much movies are starting to look like video games? I could give two shiitake mushrooms about James Cameron’s Avatar or Robert Zemekis’ A Christmas Carol*, and they’re really no different from the games. Except for the fact that I partake in one and watch the other… Hmm…
Perhaps men aren’t just “visual creatures” after all… We’re touchy, too.
*I do want to see 2012, and it’s as heavy a CG feast as Avatar.
If you’re not watching It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia, you’re missing out. In its fifth season, this FX comedy never fails to make me LOL… srsly.
(SIDENOTE: The overuse of LOL pisses me off, because very often, I don’t think people are really Laughing Out Loud. GMS might be more accurate, as in, Gets Me Smiling. Or TTWH – Thought That Was Humorous. Or simply S, for S’a’ight.)
Anymilksteak, there’s a trend amongst directors on that show, and I wonder if that plays any part in its biting sensibilities.
I just gave you a clue. They’re some of the directors on Always Sunny. But as you can also see, they were all child(ish) actors. Shakman was on Just the Ten of Us, Savage was on The Wonder Years, and Levine was in Teen Wolf, amongst other things (including a TGIF show on ABC that replaced Just the Ten of Us).
This leaves me to wonder… what are their sensibilities behind the camera? Does the show seek out the directing talent of failed former famous Actors! because they bring experience? Or does the show succeed because the directors are failed former famous Actors! (because writing has nothing to do with it, right… TTHW)?
(SIDENOTE TOO TWO: There is always a third scenario – the Actors! are simply following the career paths of those before them, i.e. Jodie Foster, Sean Penn, and the king, Ron Howard. But that’s neither here nor there, nor Coinkydink nor Coinkydonk.)
Another of the show’s directors (and Actors!) is David Hornsby. He got his start on the fake reality show (which GMS on so many levels), The Joe Schmo Show, and since then he’s had limited success until Always Sunny. His co-star on that show fared a bitter better…
So let’s get down to brass tacks (a phrase I’ve been hearing more frequently, and that’s S)…
BONUS COINKYDINK OR COINKYDONK: Some of the previous CorC‘s flow into one another. Sam Jones was in Smallville, which was produced by Jeph Loeb, whom wrote Teen Wolf which featured Jerry Levine. Consider your mind blown…
"I can heat up the formula AFTER she drinks it, right?"
I am not a father. But after reading Places You Don’t Bring A Baby, I think I’m ready to be one. It’s an excellent guide for those uniformed about how to be a normal human being. You know… the type that doesn’t STICK THEIR KID IN A MICROWAVE or BRING A TODDLER TO A BACHELOR PARTY? These are just two examples. There are many more at the site.
BTW, heaven help us all…
"Man wears camouflage to hide from Child Services"
This dream happened to be a spanning, time looping dream à la Timecrimes, an interesting if not perfect Spanish film involving, um, time looping.
I was on a college campus trying to kill my other selves, contemplating the dynamics of it. Am I the proper incarnation? Can all the versions coexist? Am I committing suicide if I exterminate an alternate me? (Heavy stuff for a sleeping noggin.)
Anyexistentialism, the entire episode finished at the student center bookstore which had a McDonald’s in it. The banner above the Golden Arches read, “Now serving Subway subs and Pepsi Golden!”
I was excited to order a Pepsi Golden, thinking it was beer. It was just yellow Pepsi.
And in case you were wondering what it tasted like – carbonated cake batter.
DREAM INGREDIENTS: Back-to-back soccer games… and four pints of Guinness
Neveneffecten is like the Kids In The Hall of Belgium (Kids In The Hall is like Monty Python's Flying Circus of Canada)
This video will not be on the front page. I features an excitable wang dancing against a Windows XP backdrop. It is a YouTube video so it’s not too profane, but it’s still NSFW (and Not Safe For Mind).
Courtesy of the above Belgium comedy troupe, Neveneffecten, they often spoof National Geographic videos on their absurdist show, emphasis on graphic.
Hopefully you can enjoy yourself as much as this penis appears to…
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