Snickers sent this to me yesterday, and I enjoyed it so much that I feel the need to share. (Incidentally, it reminds me very much of a friend I had in high school who was really, really into Labyrinth. I think she made me watch 3 or 4 times. Thus proving that there is no movie too random to have rabid fans. I wonder whether somewhere there's some guy who makes his friends watch Weekend at Bernie's 2 over and over.)
New material this morning includes updates to our issues with Top Chef and America's Next Top Model (the finale). And if you haven't checked it out yet, there's also my article about the little contradictions in video games, our list of songs missing from Rock Band, and a new Second Opinion advice column.
Read them. Enjoy them. Link them. (Thanks.)
Alas, the host for the blog was down for maintenance all day, which means I couldn't update with all my trivial thoughts--and I had so many too.
We'll be doing our best to find a solution to the problem, and I'm working on a heck of sternly worded email about it.
Things will be better tomorrow, and we did get to add new stuff today, most notably, an article on the puzzling questions raised by video games.
Tomorrow morning, we'll have new updates for our issues with Top Chef and America's Next Top Model.
Has anyone seen Christian Slater's new TV show, My Own Worst Enemy? Judging by the ratings, I'm going to guess that your answer is, "no." Since it comes on right after Heroes, I actually have seen 2 episodes. (Incidentally, this is also how I got sucked into watching an episode of that time-traveling show with Lucius Vorenus from HBO's Rome. Please put something good on after Heroes, NBC. Just because I like superhero stuff doesn't mean I'm a gullible nerd that will swallow anything just because it's "concept entertainment.")
Anyway, much as I like Mr. Slater, he's a lone man bailing out a leaky boat in the middle of the Pacific, as far as the show goes. It actually suffers from something I'll call "premise overload." That's when the premise of the show (or episode or whatever) is so ridiculous and convoluted that you can never get past it to enjoy the the darned story. Here, Christian Slater is a spy (alright, it's been done, but can be interesting) who is part of a government program that implanted a chip in his brain to split his personality into a Spy Slater and a Regular Guy Slater. As the series starts, the switching mechanism on the split gets broken, and he finds himself erratically yo-yo-ing between the two personalities. Whew. And, of course, his Regular Guy half is unhappy to find out that he has been living a lie and everything around him is carefully orchestrated to preserve the secret.
This is way too much premise. I can't even focus on the show, because all I can think about is how this is the stupidest government program ever. Why not just let him be a spy instead of mucking around with brain implants and unstable personaility shifts and huge Truman-Show like cover lives to fool the one personality? This is the biggest waste of my imaginary tax dollars ever. I demand a pretend Congressional investigation.
I've got a couple of videos to share for my lunch break. First (link courtesy of AnneArchy, who sent it to me), there's the medieval help desk skit--which should be extra fun for any IT guys out there.
And then, for my sister, who told me a funny story about one of her friends completely derailing their group lie, I present the best spontaneous male lie ever (it starts at about 1:23)
Even writing that title was strange to me. I suppose that's because here in the US, cycling isn't in any danger of overtaking soccer as the #1 European sport that people care about professionally only when an American is doing well. (I'm sure there are a bunch of fans of progessional soccer who are going to want to jump in and let me know how awesome and sophisticated soccer is. Save your breath. There is no way that I'm going to get excited about a sport where a score of 3-0 is a massive blowout.)
Anyway, getting back to the point, it seems that Lance Armstrong is concerned about the possibility of being attacked by crazed cycling fans during the 2009 Tour de France. Since one of the things that we like best about Armstrong is the fact that he annoys the French, I suppose it's no surprise that the French, in turn, are ready to act on that annoyance. And people have been attacked during the Tour before. A Belgian cyclist, Eddie Merckx, would have won 6 Tours, but was punched by a fan during the race and ended up having to drop out. I remember reading a book about the Tour a few years ago, and the author spoke about the rabid fans, the groupies, and (of course) the rampant cheating. Yes, there are cycling groupies.
Really, I think for the sake of everyone's dignity, this whole nutty cycling fan thing should have been addressed by the Marshall Plan. Maybe it's not too late to set up some kind of exchange program. We could send them our Steelers fans (hey, they're arrogant and tend to have unfortunate moustaches--I think they'd fit in fine in France), and the French cycling fans can spend some time being Buffalo Bills fans (the French are fatalistic--it's a great match).
Good morning. Just wanted to remind everyone that today is the there is a new update on our Issues with Heroes (from last night's episode). And, as always, you'll want to check out the Daily Fluff and the Fluff Five. (Today's fluff five features up-and-coming slang. My favorite? Fauxmosexual.)
Oh, and if you didn't see it yesterday, be sure to read the latest Second Opinion and the 5 Worst Rock Band Omissions.
Many of us thought that we had reached the end of being surprised by things Michael Jackson does. Even if you put aside the whole creepy thing about young boys, it's hard to top dangling babies out of windows, making your kids wear masks, or the plastic surgery.
But Mr. Jackson doesn't like to disappoint. Apparently, he's now being sued by the Sultan of Bahrain for reneging on some agreement to produce songs with him. Apparently, the Sultan was investing in the resurrection of Jackson's career. Is it possible that they have a different understanding of what constitutes off-putting freakishness in Bahrain?
Maybe it's just me, but I feel like PETA is totally overusing the whole nude protest thing. Apparently, as part of an effort to protest the circus in Louisiana, some woman is going to paint herself orange (like a tiger) and sit in a cage. (Obviously to protest tiger treatment.)
Now, I like tigers as much as the next guy, but it seems like everytime PETA wants some attention for their protest, they make some girl get naked. Or maybe female PETA members just like getting naked in public anyway, and this is just an excuse. Whatever, it's a sad state of affairs when the fact that someone is getting naked (yet again) to protest something meets with a collective public shrug. I don't know who they're trying to reach, since most Vegan bondage enthusiasts are presumably already on their side, most families going to the circus are not going to be positively affected by a naked tiger-woman in a cage, and people who are . . . well . . . I don't think they're going to move much past the naked tiger woman in a cage part to any concern for animals.
Sorry for the blogging delay today--I was having some computer issues.
Anyway, we have some new stuff this morning--like a new Second Opinion and a new article about songs that should be in Rock Band. And, if you missed them earlier, check out the latest South Park review and the Fluff 5.
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