Man, I haven’t heard this song in years. It’s called “Don’t Call Me Dude”, and it’s by the now-defunct Scatterbrain.
Amusing
And his face, which was a paper-white mask of evil, sang us this song:
Well-done amateur music video for one of They Might Be Giants’ awesome tunes. Enjoy. I know I did.
Comedy gold
Here’s one more reason that I love Corner Gas:
Hank, thinking he’s psychic*, tries to explain the disturbing dream he had the night before.
Hank: I just, I woke up with this uneasy feeling.
Brent: You ate cotton candy and pepperoni for supper last night. It’s a wonder you woke up at all.
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* Or phycic, as the Dog River Howler spelt it.
Viking kitties
So I’ve been working in my basement for the last few weeks. This means I’ve been listening to rather more radio than I usually do.
There are two music stations in town that I like, and in the car I’ll switch back and forth quite happily between “Local Town’s Best Rock” and the college station. But in the basement, on my wife’s little pink stereo that she’s had for who knows how long, the college station doesn’t come in so well. (Unless you like static.) So I’ve largely been listening the Best Rock station. They like to play Led Zeppelin, and sometimes they like to play Led Zeppelin’s “Immigrant Song”.
Which would be fine, if I’d never seen this.
There. I dare you to not think of that little piece of online brilliance the next time “The Immigrant Song” comes on the radio.
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She bristled at the name. “Robin? Don’t even— Don’t even talk to me about that little suckup. Don’t even mention his name. Seriously.” Rolling her eyes: “He spent like two days on the phones, then got promoted. Now I hear he does fieldwork. What is he, sixteen? Man, let me tell you— Sorry, hang on, I gotta take this.”
Election funnies
So there’s a provincial election coming up. The incumbent party, the New Democrats, have decided to use “Forward, Not Back” as a slogan in this election:
Which makes me wonder if no one–no one–in their entire campaign apparatus has seen the Simpsons episode where Kang and Kodos run for election on Earth:
I mean, really. Sometimes it’s just too easy.
Yip yip yip yip yip yip
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Discovered in Navid j’s Flickr photostream.
…uh huh, uh huh.
Man, the thing you can find, on Flickr.
Shakespeare’s Birthday
This was the front of our wedding invitations:
…Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove.
O no! It is an ever-fixèd mark,
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth’s unknown, though his height be taken.
In case you’re worried that I was all squidgy and romantic, they said, inside, “RSVP or else”. You can do anything when you make your own invitations.
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Discovered in JennyHennyPenny’s Flickr photostream.
Drunk I got. Remember nothing after making out with Charlene on the dance floor do I. Ashamed I should be, think I.
But not as bad as they say is waking up in a ditch. Worse, it is.
Remains of Earth Day
So yesterday there were a bunch of people on campus, celebrating Earth Day. Today there was a sculpture left behind, and I can’t honestly tell if there’s a statement being made by the sculpture or not. It looks to my non-connoisseur’s eye like someone threw a bunch of small objects and bits of string in the air, and on the way down it all collided in such a way that the strings tied themselves around the objects. Then it all kind of landed on some twigs stuck in the ground. Sort of like a reversal of time’s arrow, a denial of entropy.
If I remember my camera tomorrow–and if someone hasn’t removed the art projects–I’ll take some photos, so you can see what I mean.