This is why I watch Voyager.
True story.
I want to make a video game for the Kinect. An interactive horror movie, where you shout at the characters on screen. “Don’t go in there!” “Hide!” “Run!” “Look out behind you!” .. stuff like that. Give it branching options, or else just give it like a twelve-hour story, whatever. I’d play the hell out of that game, and I’m sure you would too.
This is not what you think it is. You owe it to yourself to watch this. Especially if you’re a proud nerd. Do it.
Do it.
Also, am I the first to notice that “Honky Tonk Badonkadonk” by Trace Adkins is the exact same tune as “Feed My Frankenstein” by Alice Cooper? Seriously, it’s eerie as hell. Completely ripped off, just new lyrics and different instruments.

Once, when I was living on a military base, I went to the local Michael’s and bought a large container of multicolor glitter, maybe three pounds worth. On a windy day, I climbed up onto a rooftop upwind of the parade grounds, and there was a full company doing parade drills. I popped the top, and threw it all way up in the air. A huge cloud of sparkling rainbow powder wafted away, expanding and shimmering and dropping slowly as it moved with the wind. The whole area was blanketed with glitter, clinging to every surface.
I turned parade drills and “Leeeeeeft, FACE! FORWaaaaaaaaard, HARCH!” into a god-damned fairy wonderland. Cost me less than five bucks, they never caught me, and it makes me giggle to this day.
Glitter is awesome, no matter how hard Twilight tries to fuck it up for us.
One time and one time only: Yes, I ride a bicycle to work. No, it is not dangerous. And if it was dangerous, it’s not because of my bike, it’s because of the cars. I won’t stop bicycling, you need to stop driving.
Got a flat tire on my way to work today, had to walk the last leg. Only slowed me down by 25 minutes. Changed the tire during my lunch break, back to my desk on time. Whole thing cost me less than ten bucks to replace. Even when it goes bad, riding a bicycle is awesome.
My goddamned co-workers
Laura says, earlier, “Yeah, I’ve got their email address, but I’d like to send something physically, to a real address. In-Jesus-name-I-pray-amen.”
She does that shit all the time. Weird, inappropriate times. It’s like a tic with her, like Tourette’s Syndrome for sanctimonious holy rollers. God dammit. She wears a cross outside her shirt in violation of company dress code, she keeps a bible where everyone has to see it when they come to her desk, and she blurts that out everywhere she goes.
Someone here at work just walked past and gave me two fortune cookies. I like fortune cookies, so I ate them both. I opened one for me, the fortune said, “Honesty and friendship bring you fortune.” I opened the other one for you, since it would’ve been yours if you’d been here. It said, “Endurance and persistence will be rewarded.” Just though you should know that.
Fortune cookies for real.
If Sesame Street Is Wrong, I Don’t Want To Be Right.
Thoughts and links
Bill O’Reilly weaponizes umbrella. Just shitheads being shitheads.
Blagojevich gets 14 years, what about these guys? Yes, there are many, many people who should be prosecuted, too, for worse crimes. But that does not give Blago a pass. If he got 14 years in prison “for doing what most politicians do”, then I assert that most politicians deserve 14 years imprisoned. Corruption, large or small, is not acceptable. Prosecute what you can, when you can, and always watch the next target.
MIAA speaks on Jerry Sandusky’s behalf. These guys’ job is to preside over coaches and teams, and they think that being raped by a pedophile is an important life lesson, and need to put that behind them and quit worrying about it.



