You know you want one… Hell, even I want one! Kitty is my favorite stuffed doll at home, because she doesn’t mouth off.
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(thx James)
Month: March 2006
Who Needs Lucas?
So if a couple of kids can do the effects this well, all we need is a team of real writers to create Episodes 7-9 and rescue the series from its creator, right? I can’t help but think everything after Return of the Jedi was a pure ego trip. Fuck that.
LED Lighter
This is like the coolest invention of the month – a disposable cigarette lighter with a battery-powered LED lamp embedded in the bottom for use as a small flashlight. The label on the side says it can be used 1,000 times for 5 second bursts.
Thai plant
This seedling, which my mom smuggled all the way from Thailand wrapped in wet toilet paper, is not happy. It was covered in two inches of snow yesterday and is currently wondering who the hell turned off the heat.
Mayoral Election Signboard
Every year around this time in Japan the streets are filled with the sounds of Old Men Who Want Your Vote (And Mount Large Loudspeakers on Election Vehicles). Unfortunately they cannot have mine, because I cannot vote. Satan won’t let me (er… also because I’m not Japanese, but Satan is pretty goddamn compelling as well). I feel a bit left out, you see.
So I took some pictures instead.
The election signboard with names and faces of each candidate.
With a slogan like GENKI UP SUMOTO, how can you lose? (for some reason, this slogan makes me envision Fitty rousing up his sleeping crew with a hearty, “GENKI UP, MOTHERFUCKAS!”)
This guy’s channeling Mr. T or something. “I’m gonna MESS YOU UP, sucka!”
The token “former Aum follower/current Scientologist”.
They’re gonna run me out of this city for sure.
Three Bags Full…
Speaking of sheep, get a load of this shit.
What the fuck?
I guess I like my coffee rainbow now. I only wear rainbow t-shirts. The tires on my car are rainbow. The total absence of light is rainbow. And most people from Africa are rainbow.
Political correctness is the second most evil export from America (the first: Britney Spears).
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In between RGB-to-CMYK travails for our wedding thank you cards, I watched the last episode of season 2 Battlestar Galactica and the first episode of season 6 Sopranos head-to-head last night. All I can say is, AWESOME!
Battlestar has turned out to be one of the best series of the past couple years, and of course the Sopranos never disappoints – and as it turns out, I’m not even sad that it’s ending. It is time.
Everybody’s making predictions about Tony dying and Paulie taking over the gang and selling the whole biz to the Russians, but that’s just superficial shit. I think the big point here is what happens to Dr. Melfi and Carmela. That’s the shit that will make you cry.
I’ve noticed something interesting the past few years: Television has gotten better than the movies. I’d much rather sit down to a new episode of, say, the Shield or 24 than I would any of the new movies – the chances of watching a good movie are just so slim these days… I mean, I saw Brokeback Mountain on DVD the other night and it had some beautiful shots of sheep and all, but like, I’m not from New Zealand, man! That shit doesn’t count as foreplay in my book. It sure didn’t set up the grunty sausage-fumbling in the middle of the night tent scene for me, so there was a certain sense of disconnect about the whole thing… Maybe television is just making me a simpler bastard.
Sure, I like a well-crafted story and interesting dialog as much as the next guy, but at the end of the day, I want my fix of good ole JB.
Suspect won’t talk? Shoot him, Jack.
Terrorist won’t surrender? Shoot him, Jack.
Old friend betrays the country? SHOOT THAT MOTHERFUCKER, Jack!
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Like I keep saying, Kiefer should legally change his name to Jack Bauer. Also, it pretty much goes without saying that he should quit acting as soon the series ends.