Is there a post-trifecta in play here? Whatever’s going on, here is a funny link to Star Wars-inpsired Valentines, care of the funny folks at SomethingAwful: Linky
Archive for February, 2006
Funny Valentines
Friday, February 10th, 2006Love is in the air
Friday, February 10th, 2006The office I work in has a tinted window looking out onto an area of the parking lot that is seldom used. Often there is a car parked outside whose occupant is taking a nap or eating lunch or whatever.
Today a car drove in and parked rather quickly, followed immediately by an SUV that parked next to it. The driver of the car quickly got out of her car and entered the SUV. I thought this was odd. A couple minutes later, the SUV was rocking.
Valentine’s Day seems to have come early this year.
News that’s not news
Tuesday, February 7th, 2006Iran is “protesting” the Mohammed comic by hosting a contest to run some inflammatory holocaust cartoons.
It’s sad. I do understand the Muslim reaction to depicting Mohammed in a cartoon. Renouncing idol worship is a central tenet of Islam. If I understand correctly, one of Mohammed’s messages was that Christians (and Catholics in particular) had misunderstood Jesus’ message by worshipping Jesus as God.
Here comes the however.
However, hosting this contest is like farting into the wind. We don’t care what cartoons come out of this contest. It’s not going to affect the West in the way that the Mohammed cartoon affects Muslims. After years of seeing crap in the press, we have a fairly thick skin for this kind of stuff. So let them have their little contest.
I’m just curious as to why there is such outrage with the depiction of Mohammed when there is no outrage at the depiction of Jesus in the cartoon. Why is there no Muslim angst against The Last Supper? My opinion is that the idolatry is the same.
Updated links
Tuesday, February 7th, 2006Well I finally got around to updating the links page. Enjoy.
Slave to the Machine
Thursday, February 2nd, 2006I like to think of myself as a fairly cynical person. I hate gullibility, and I hate myself when my gullibility leads me down the dark path of delusion. Whenever I get one of those forwarded e-mails attempting to pass off an urban myth as true, I usually check it out and send a snide comment to the originator explaining their mistake. I’m really just an asshole.
What I’m trying to get at here is that there is a commercial on TV right now that makes me laugh. That’s right, it’s created by a big evil corporation yet I find the commercial quite amusing. It’s the commercial for KFC’s new grilled chicken, and the premise is a couple enjoying their grilled chicken in their backyard while a pesty next-door neighbor keeps asking stupid questions based on her misinterpretations of the couple’s answers. The funny part (spoiler here for anyone living under a rock in a cave on Jupiter that hasn’t seen it, wait Jupiter is a gas planet how about UB313) is when the male end of the couple says to the female end, “I’ll get the hose.”
Jeopardy’s final clue
Thursday, February 2nd, 2006Once in a blue moon, I’m able to successfully answer Jeopardy’s final clue. When it happens, it is a joyous occasion graced with much singing, dancing, and clouds parting.
Once in a while, I get it right when none of the contestants can, and that is indeed quite satisfying.
It happened last week. The category was world capitals, and the clue was something along the lines of “in this capital, a coup ended the country’s monarchy in 1958, followed by 10 years of instability, then 35 years of dictatorship.”
It was fairly obvious to me: a dictator who rose to power in 1968 and fell in 2003. Had to be Saddam Hussein, so the question had to be “Where is Baghdad?” I couldn’t believe that none of the contestants got it. But I did. So there. I’m f’ing brilliant. F’brilliant.
here is a picture
Wednesday, February 1st, 2006well this post is here to complete the trifecta, three posts in a day. Actually the real reason is to create a link to a funny picture of Hillary Clinton which can be found right here.
pretty good Stephen Colbert interview
Wednesday, February 1st, 2006Found this link to an interview with Stephen Colbert on boingboing yesterday and after some debate I am now linking to it.
Clicky the linkys at your own risk.
My links page is in drastic need of a makeover. It’s so bad that I don’t even know where my links page is, or I would link to it right here. It’s around here somewhere. When I find it I will add boingboing, which my friend Michael turned me onto and now I can’t stop going there. I would also link to Michael here but I don’t know whether there is a link that I can properly associate with him. I think my links page has some old crusty broken links that don’t work, such as the sadly defunct band in which I used to wank on my bass with, Larger Than Leon. Ok blog post over now.
Drawers are full of voices
Wednesday, February 1st, 2006Not really. Drawers don’t have voices. Shut up, you! Not you. The you in the drawer.
Everyone has a junk drawer. Most have more than one. Our kitchen has two, and there is a third that is just begging for junk status.
I’ve probably said it before and I’ll say it here again, that people who live within the autism spectrum have great difficulty managing stimulation. The “normal” human brain is quite good at filtering all the stimulation of the world and presenting only those tidbits that are really pertinent to the current situation. Those on the autism spectrum are constantly bombarded with excess stimulation, which on some levels is sort of funny but for the most part causes a lot of unnecessary stress.
Now, getting back to the junk drawer. Stay on target (almost there…)
When I open the junk drawer, it’s usually because there is a specific piece of junk that I want. The longer I look in the junk drawer, the less chance there is that I will find whatever I’m looking for, even if it’s sitting right there in front of me. The junk drawer is like this huge party of objects all wanting my attention. Each item has a story to tell, and while it’s telling its story, my brain is losing its focus on the item that I’m looking for. I can get lost in all of those stories, just staring at all the junk.
To find whatever piece of junk I’m looking for, I have to constantly remind myself of what it is that I’m looking for. Between the distraction of all the pretty pieces of non-relevant junk and my reminding myself of what piece of junk is relevant, it’s almost impossible to see the object of my desire.
I can’t tell you how many times I have been staring at the junk drawer, obviously looking for something, and someone will come up and ask what I’m looking for, and they immediately pick it out from right under my nose.
Annoying and amusing.