Gradually degenerating into ignorance and complacency.
Tuesday, January 16, 2007
well dressed to impress
Jenny06 on flickr.
I don't know her, but her pictures draw a crowd.
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When I was a kid
Not Necessarily the News
NNTN
not the best skits, sadly.
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picking
Man song
Doors ... and they stank live!
They Might Be For Kids Particle Man. At one point in time TMBG had radio airplay, now ... kid music bins. Who knew they knew where the market was?
Muppets Steve Martin Rambling Guy (notice, no white suit)
Please be Patient while I'm working. Thank you!
For the last one, wet your lips, whistle and flick your bic.
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Today's program is brought to you by webcam and bad thinking
Wow! I'd be such a proud father if these were my kids.
"Todays's word is ...."
"I am really ..... up, big bird."
Big Bird and Kermit stoned skit, as done by kids. Charming ... Yo Go Tube!
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Lumpy (AMVs)
if you don't like AMV, don't bother clicking
Azumanga Daioh, Fooley Cooley
Mamma said video out!
Drink with Me
Posted by Marcus at 7:13 PM 0 comments
round world
Central and South America are a myth, right?
Dallas, TX and Dallas, MI are practically the same thing. I mean, they can't too far apart.
Derhhhhhhhuh!
Posted by Marcus at 7:04 PM 0 comments
Bushwackers
So, Bush declines in the polls some more. The Democrats now have to prove they are positively different than the Republicans. So they whip up a proposal and Bush says, "It stinks!"+ and follows that with, "I'll veto it". The democrats are in the same boat as before, package manure, but don't call it manure. I don't know, call it "bio-recylced organic growth stimulator"
The old game of pin the tail on the donkey won't be played for a while, as the Republicans aren't in a position to do a successful blame game. I see the war in Iraq a good way for the democrats, as though they were different than republicans (only on paper) to be so-called heroes. Bush, Iraq being his albatross, can only hope that his policies turn and churn out in the end. There weren't dominoes set up, but he's hoping it tips one thing, then another.
The sad news for America is that the new house, the new senate isn't likely to be the New Deal of the new millenium. I see strife, hiccups, burps, and stalls. I see a car that doesn't move. If things remain unchanged, I'm afraid my dreams of change will die. Some flighty whinees in whitey tighties pushing a gay marriage propsoal (ha ha) through, won't make for good government either.
Let's see. America needs to be free of its independance on foreign oil, foreign manufacturing, and safeguarding its borders. It doesn't need any chewing dolls or federal laws on gay marriage. I doubt the house and senate will pull through and do something rational like, say ... make America the number one exporter of every blnakity-blank-blank blank there is! I'll also rather have America do something noble and serious about health and crime. Now there would be a government!
Bush has taken this war and made it his own. For his fellow Repbulicans, he has but two terms to serve to his country. He alone will take responsiblity for the war, either his epitaph or accolade. The social security, health and gay marriage issues -- now that's pin the tail on the donkey! Aw-hee-haw!
+ "The Critic"
Posted by Marcus at 5:29 PM 1 comments
Steamboat Wile E. Coyote (redone)
From "Talkies" to "flunkies" to "Genius, sheer genius", cartoons have shaped the minds of the dimwitted and dull to the creative. I think few people my age have not watched, enjoyed and been enriched (like uranium) with their being.
Of course I jumped carrying an umbrella hoping to float down gently. Of course I walked off a ladder trying to both walk forward defying gravity and also tried to walk normally while falling. Of course I dreamt of explosive devices that I could put on wings. I also drew, imitated sound effects, vocal folley artistry, and found humor in what was supposed to be funny, lampooning and not-to-be attempted at home.
Those cartoons, like many childhood memories both stick out and are hidden. They are part of my life. I never had to see cartoons in the theater, save for a Disney full-length feature, but it was great to see Wonderful World of Disney on Sundays and Cartoon Saturdays with 90 mintues of Warner Brothers. "Better give me a whole lotta [cartoons], eei-eeeeee-eeeee-eeee-eee-eee, hee!"+
I watch today with karate, as though everyone and his/her neighbor had a sensai for twelve years with a mastery of Shaolin monks of thirty generations, packing training into a compact and successful 8 years. I also see Fairly Odd 'parents, where an unrepentant fool is rewarded handsomely. Honestly, I can't think that ten or twenty years down the road kids will want to revisit these genius works.
I can expect Poke'mon, for 100-200 episodes can't be wrong, and a few others.
I think I liked the underdogs in "my generation" of rerun cartoons (WB especially), favoring Daffy over Bugs, Goofy over Mickey, and Donald over Mickey. I liked Yosemite Sam, his Darren McGavin talent for near-swearing and the vaudville slapstick (displaced in the 70s/80s) of the Three Bears with Bugs Bunny.
Wile E. was a stand alone, the Roadrunner, his Moby Dick, bringing peril to himself despite his opportunties for other food.
+ Leo Lion of Warner Brothers with a very memorable laugh
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Central booking
"This books need color", Charlie regarding Peter Pan's black and white illustrations. While he didn't choose this long story for nighttime, he did choose one of three that I brought.
"Christmas Wihtout a Tree" by Elizabeth Rodger seemed to be a mild hit, especially since one of the main characters is named Charlie. Charlie is not a reader, but his all time favorite, to my knowledge, was the children's bible stories.
Peter Pan that I leave for them is not a fast paced early starter book, but is interesting enough for a person (listener and reader) who has an imagination -- actually pretty much a recurring theme in this book.
Posted by Marcus at 1:13 PM 0 comments
Wii had fun
Monkeyjack & his family got a Wii last night. We played it too long, but it felt good to move and work while you played a game. I rediscovered I have a right shoulder (lactic acid buildup). Charlie did well in Tony Hawk's skateboarding. I couldn't get the hang of it, didn't like the striking of people. Charlie did very well in tennis.
Not unlike real life, I stank at tennis. I did well in boxing, though it doesn't teach you how to properly punch, but rather with front jabs. I had a very difficult time doing uppercuts and real side jabs. The game always cheated on me in that the competitor was always using the ropes. That's just unfair. My best KO was in 22 seconds.
Monkeyjack and I did bowling until early today (2:30 am) and he beat me one game, then I came back to beat him twice. I don't like bowling, but this version has many advantages: no hand tearing from holes, no smoking, no long waiting for ball return and neighboring lanes. The player, of course, is not holding a 16 pound ball, which is the exercise portion of the game.
The highlight comment, "Hold me tighter, Daddy", said Charlie as he and Monkeyjack were playing Tony Hawk. Lori did bowling but had pains from twisting and from her bruised bum from when she tumbled down the steps, courtesy of the dogs.
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