Monday, June 30, 2008

Instructions: Insert Foot In Mouth, Proceed to Offend

My deepest apologies to family members that have recently read my blog. I should have, and didn't, realize that one of my posts was offensive and invasive. It's been removed. I know I didn't name names but it doesn't matter... you all know who I was talking about.

I feel like an ass. The next family get-together is going to be very awkward.

Tuesday, June 24, 2008

Fun with YouTube

Wow, it's been a while. But hey, I'm posting again right? So let's have some fun!

First up, retarded dancing around the world. Kinda brings a tear to my eye. Guy can't dance to save his life but that's part of what makes it fun!

And yeah, I know it isn't YouTube. Shoosh.

Where the Hell is Matt?

Jon LaJoie sings about being a normal guy:

Everyday Normal Guy

Best. Music. Video. Ever.

Safety videos at their finest. Skip the first couple of minutes if you have no patience.

German Safety Video

So, those are my four picks for the week. I'll come back next week with more classics or possibly some entirely new shenanigans!

Movie quote of the day:

Wash: This landing is gonna get pretty interesting.
Mal: Define "interesting".
Wash: [deadpan] Oh God, oh God, we're all going to die?


Monday, June 9, 2008


Some of you might not understand this, but I know the writers will.

Why is it we as writers can't seem to respond to anyone without critting people with a massive wall of text?

For instance, there has been a lot of guild drama lately in Teh Sass's online world. A few of us try to post great responses to the drama, and yet a majority of people simply look at the size of the post and walk the other way. I had a guildy email me and I wrote him *pages* worth of response, most of it I'm sure he's still reading between actual work.

In the office I often find myself writing long explanatory emails. Even as I'm writing it I know I could simply get it over with in a few sentences, but something makes me pour my soul into what I'm writing, to make them understand what I'm thinking and feeling and the why of it. I simply can't write anything in a shorter format. Too much meaning lost if I shorten.

Sometimes I envy those of you that can respond in a short, concise manner. Then again, it's freakin' awesome to pwn someone six ways to sunday with a massive wall of text.

Anyway, just a funny observation. Thought I'd blog about it.

Funny movie quote of the day:

(Super Troopers)
Farva: Just cleaning out the old locker, she stinks like ass but I'll sure miss her... I guess you could say that about all my girls.


Friday, June 6, 2008

The Fist Bump

So, unbelievably, Obama's fist bump with his wife has been dubbed "the fist bump heard 'round the world."

Yes. I'm serious.

Why is this news? Guys have been doing this for decades. Even the females pick up on it while mocking the males. I guess since Obama is the first black presidential candidate, and apparently the first government official to ever perform such a casual gesture on national TV (I find this hard to believe), he must be news worthy.

So far I've found articles from:

Chicago Tribune
Daily News

... which then spawned Joe the Peacock's article about male non-verbal communications.

Damn, us Americans really have a knack for blowing things out of proportion. Like Rachel Ray's scarf. (Seriously... this is PC gone rabid. Though this article had a good response to it.)

I'll be eagerly awaiting the next big riot about something insignificant. After all, if we can't find any drama, we create it.

Random movie quote of the day:

Scary Movie 3
Cindy: Something weird is going on at your farm. I know it.
George: I don't know what you're talking about. Sometimes a sheep just needs to be pushed through the fence.


Tuesday, June 3, 2008

Chiaroscuro (chizine)

Chia-what? I didn't know either, until another writer friend linked me the yearly contest they hold.


Dark fiction. I read through some of the entries and it made me shiver with anticipation. I felt that familiar thrill of dark reading, that nice sense of unease that creeps along my spine as I delve into the darker side of human imagination. It was a feeling I'd almost forgotten about. I've been reading a lot of humor-based thrills for years now, and it's mostly what I write. But at one point I was able to tap into the scarier stuff. I used to write similar things, darker things.

Which made me wonder... can I still write dark fiction?

Humor is a surprisingly hard habit to break. Understandably so. It's enjoyable. I've gotten the hang of it. Especially sarcasm. Dark fiction is enjoyable, but for entirely different reasons. It's like trying to compare apples and crabcakes. They're just too different, as is the mind set you need to be in to write either of them.

I probably won't submit anything to this contest, but I might challenge myself and try it anyway. I know I can write dark. I just need to find my (not so) happy place and dive into the abyss.

Now, if only I had a suitably dark character to write about...

Ponder of the day:

Is Santa so jolly because he knows where all the bad girls live?