The return of weekly quotes from anyone who wears the mask of sagacity, makes me think, or downright laugh out loud.
From the comments section of Ectomo’s Noise du Jour: “Letter From God To Man” By Dan Le Sac Vs Scroobius Pip:
Wait, hookers have lollipops? This. Changes. Everything. –Jason - Gorilla Sushi
The hookers in question lay below the jump.
As I gather my things for the yearly exodus to the family homestead, I pause and realize: I’ve not been a very good sharer on this side of GDN. Never fear. The weeks of word avoidance will come to an end as they usually do.
In the meantime, Let Chef Kirk Leins encourage you to cook more at home. No time for turkey? Then indulge yourself with Beer Can Chicken. better yet, treat yourself to the best part about Thanksgiving dinner: the stuffing.
Afterwards, look up in the skies but do not fear. That white speck you see streaking across the heavens is just an astronaut’s tool bag.
Finally, I shall share what is best in life (over this long weekend).
Happy Thanksgiving, all!
I’ve been reset.
Still processing the events of November 4, 2008.
I believe Obama was the best choice for this country at this time in history.
I remember that, first and foremost, he is a politician. no matter how well intentioned, everything implied with the word ‘politics’ is in play.
Yet I can not stop thinking: this time, the president looks like me. I-I’m going to have to re-crop my cynically tempered world view. You can imagine how confusing this has been.
It’s something I never figured would happen in my lifetime. My parents saw the tail end of the worst of how the USA can treat those it deems second class citizens. I got maybe a third of that treatment growing up. But now. Now I truly believe that anyone can be the president.
Having said that, despite the previous 8 years with the soon to be ex-President, the scrutiny of your coming tenure will be unimaginable, President-elect Barack Obama. Being first is not always the most glamorous place. If you live up to being the man I saw campaigning over the last year then things will be fine.*
Expectant hopeful eyes are on you.
After fighting the years long battle against couch potato-itis, the time had come and I was sweaty. Fifteen minutes and a generous amount of soap and water later, I was ready. I gathered my iPod and primed Tiny Twitter. I saw the line earlier this morning. I was prepared for a long haul.
I’m at the church. The designated place for this piece of Huntsville’s polling needs. The line was not as fearsome as earlier. Once inside, the setup reminds me of all the time lost in public elementary school. A large room of cinder blocks and hardwood flooring was organized with long tables that were arranged about the center. The tables skirted the edges creating a temporary walkspace so as to better guide voters. Little privacy booths, standing room only, were lined together and flush to the walls. They were to be our port-a-potties of civic duty.
The lady regarded my ID and marked off my name with a bright yellow highlighter. The man gave me the cardboard ballot and a pen. My decision for the future leader of this country was made while standing. Five minutes later, my choice was fed into a strange black case. It dinged its approval of the meal. The “I Voted” sticker branded my accomplishment.
Free coffee was my celebration juice. I live in the wrong state to collect on the free sex toys.
Damnit.
A conversation I’ve had with MedicMike on more than one occasion, and yes sometimes those occasions did involve drinks of a sort, on originality becomes a bit clearer after reading what CS Lewis had to say on the subject.
Even in literature and art, no man who bothers about originality will ever be original: whereas if you simply try to tell the truth (without caring twopence how often it has been told before) you will, nine times out of ten, become original without ever having noticed it.
–C. S. Lewis
Found on Nicholas Forese’s site after viewing 15 Megabytes of Fame.
Formerly Known as The Caffeinated Achiever reminded me that this day is National Coffee Day. On realizing this a celebration is in order. It might be a brisk cup of artificially flavored joe from one of my favorite local coffee joints Rocket Rush or I’ll sell out and run to the later opened Starbucks down the street. In times like these, you must spend your money where it’ll count most.
The holiday snuck up on me so a quick re purposing of an old brand is all I have to share. Animated for your pleasure above. Still shot and shared here.
A couple weekends ago I learned my shiny new Blackjack II takes multi-shots. So of course, things got a little crazy after that. Days later I learned the multi-shot reduces the image size and does nothing to adjust for darkness, like most other futurephone tech. So now I have a crapload of multi-shots that are for the most part crappy. In effort to squeeze something from nothing I’m doing a mosaic thing with them while starting a collection of body art photography of the people I meet.
The above is an intricate design of a lady holding a fish. It was found on one pretty awesome bartender at the local Sports Page. I’ll make a special return trip with a proper camera, and insatiable thirst for beer, to capture a better quality pic.
As certain areas of finance wait for Daddy to cut a check and save them(and possibly us) from living lives of Common People*, I turn my eyes to that magic box of light and shadow. Dancing, drinking, and screwing are sure to come later. Perhaps only moments after House snarks, bitches, downs a few vicodin and saves another life through sheer orneriness. Until then…
Previously on my TV/DVR:
Heroes, season 3 has a long way to go before I care about it again. They’re well on the way to re-treading the first season which is silly since they already had a first season. Time to move on to the next level, please. Heroes will never be A-List superhero TV fiction for me. I’ve read my fair share of good(Rising Stars, Powers, X-Men, etc etc) and bad(thankfully, I’ve forgotten the names of those books) steps into the superpowers-are-real-and-we-must-find-a-way-to-deal-with-this trope. Heroes will never be as smart as Buffy or Angel. The one thing I could count on Heroes to be was a fun distraction. Lately, it’s managed to be an unfun bitch.
NCIS still finds a way to be a fun, character driven show. It even throws in mini-bits that turn into season long arcs. Then, of course, there’s lovable goth metal forensic scientist Abby Sciuto. Spinning an entire episode around her wouldn’t be a bad idea. (Looking at you CBS.) I didn’t forget about you, Ziva David. We’ll talk more on you later.
Fringe is going in the right direction. Denethor makes my night every time crazy falls out of his mouth. I’d like to get a better idea on the clandestine group running The Pattern. I get there are people out there making a lab experiment of the world, now show me pieces of why they’re doing it.
Knight Rider murdered 44 minutes of my time. It was a vengeful murder, too. I want my fucking time back but I can’t have it as it lays lifeless and cold in Ducky’s morgue. You can bet your ass Knight Rider won’t get a 2nd chance to kill again.
House without Wilson is gonna be tricky. I hope they’re up to it. They get bonus points for having the lovely Felicia Day(she’s answering House questions behind that link BTW) not have cancer this week.
True Blood I liked better when it was called Angel(and before that Forever Knight). I really dig Sookie’s(worst name in TV) telepathic nature and would rather follow that more. The vampire bit has been done to death. Not undeath. Just death. By the by, HBO, next time you set a series in The South, give at least half a thought to having actual southern actors play the leads. You can’t tell me Hollywood isn’t overflowing with actors running from their small backwater towns. Least that way the world gets the authentic southern twang that I hate so much.
No Heroics is airing across the pond. I’ve only seen one episode so far. After that one viewing I’m generating intense like for it. Sure it’s crass. Sure there’s gonna be sex and shooting and the neurotic/psychotic side of “capes” you normally wouldn’t see. Which is the reason I like the thing in the first place. (noted earlier here)
I’ve not made time to watch anything else.
Pushing Daisies starts next week. Never has death made me happier.
Something new for the weekend, mates. Displayed in full visual’n all hearing sound(refresh for more possibilities). For the entire weekend, ye lubbers. As aye will be in the blues washed town of Memphis, TN.
Arrr.
Be sure’n visit me mate Bosun Snee from Seriously Guys to learn how ye should be celebratin’ this fine day.
And don’t forget me rum.
Warren Ellis reports seeing the first 3 episodes of a new superhero comedy show called No Heroics. The three and a half minute trailer (seen below) sold me.
This trope has been done with varying degrees of success. For a long while you couldn’t trip over a new comic that didn’t play up the ideas for laughs. I recall two movies via Hollywood that even attempted to pull off the “superheroes are ordinary” angle.
THE SPECIALS, a James Gunn creation that I’ve not had the pleasure of seeing.
MYSTERY MEN fell short in so many areas it can’t really be called good without sneering a little.
On TV we had/have:
The Tick. The animated version was a jewel of win. The live action version, that never got a chance to shine thank you very much Fox, had more than enough laughs inside to satisfy your average fanboy or mainstreamer.
HEROES had a decent stab at being intriguing the first season. After that second season, though, the less said about Heroes the better.
THE MIDDLEMAN does not deal with a world of superheroes but it does include a heavy dose of comic book evil that must be fought. How I kept from geeking-out all over this show on a daily basis is proof of my superhuman ability to horde all the good television and not share them with the world. I keep them in various trees around my backyard. From time to time, I lose track of some shows. They sit buried in cold earth forgotten and alone. Maybe they’ll sprout into marvelous Bushes of Serial TV and my entire complex will gather round them and watch the strange synergy of nature and technology unfold before them.
But that’s a silly idea. I don’t even have a back yard.
NO HEROICS (he says with trepidation) looks like they made all the right moves. You folks in Britain can watch it on ITV2 this Thursday at 10:30 PM. If it turns out to be as good as advertised, you(see british citizens) should watch it on the TV. It’d keep the ratings high and NO HEROICS on the air.
Elsewhere in the world, other means of non-heroic enjoyment will surely be available hours after each show airs.
Am I missing any other shows or movies where Superheroes roam the Earth in mass quantities? Drop a note and let me know.
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