Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Dogs and Racism

Today was relatively uneventful. It started with me roughhousing with my dog. I decided to take out my camera. Apparently he doesn't like having his picture taken.

In the end I wrestled him to the ground and won. Osho can't step to this, yo.

I ended up in Madison as I usually do. Janesville's lame. I decided to check out a store called "Liquidators". They have cheap crap. I picked up a 100 ft poly rope, magnifying glass, picture frame, and a butterfly net all for under $15.

At the store, there was a dog. It didn't bark at anyone except black guys. He was okay with black women, though.

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

Campbell Brown, shut up.

So Campbell Brown did a piece on the Chris Brown debacle.

Here's a freakin' link:
http://www.cnn.com/2009/POLITICS/03/11/campbell.brown.chris.brown/index.html#cnnSTCText

Now, the Chris Brown thing I get. He's a woman beating SOB.

But that's not the part of the commentary I dislike.

The part I'm peeved about is where she starts to moan about Nickelodeon not dropping him from the running for their annual "Kid's Choice Awards".

It's goddamn Nickelodeon, who gives a shit?

Seriously, Campbell Brown, there are more important things to cover than the goddamn Nickelodeon "Kid's Choice Awards." What are you worried about? Little boys and girls watching the Awards show, seeing Chris Brown not be kicked out, and then piece together the news of him beating Rihanna which will inevitably end up in children thinking domestic abuse is okay?

Any way you slice it, though, the point was moot by the time Brown wrote this article. Brown already withdrew himself. As you told me in your damn article:

"Only after Brown, himself, chose to withdraw did the network release a meager statement saying it agrees with his decision."

Campbell Brown, you are what I dislike about CNN. When I turn on CNN or go to cnn.com, I want some news or Lou Dobbs being crazy (it comforts me.) I don't need commentary on crap like Chris Brown. I also hate that Sanchez guy who keeps twittering (ould you shut your dumb ass up already, Rick!? ) and all the articles from Oprah's magazine on the website. They are just pointless, like your commentary.

Sunday, April 20, 2008

Biology teacher aids the terrorists.

This week, a Texas student (who we will call "Kevin") was suspended for talking on the phone. Now, normally this wouldn't mean didily squat, but this call that Kevin answered was no ordinary call. It was a call from.... Jack Bauer!

Bauer, who was working to prevent a terrorist attack in the Bluegrass state, needed to call "Kevin" during that fateful school day.

"I was trying to locate a terrorist cell planning to blow up the tallest mountain in Kentucky," Bauer said in the weird loud-whisper tone he has. "The problem was I didn't know what the tallest mountain was. So, I called [Kevin], and he told me it was Black Mountain... I met him at a geography bee he had won a few years ago, and I have used him as a reference in situations such as this."

Kevin had worked out a deal with the assistant principal that he was allowed to use the red cell phone during school hours only in emergencies in which his superior knowledge of geography were needed by Bauer, or if he really was ordering a pizza . But his biology teacher, Mr. Crenshaw, had been going through a rough patch with his wife ever since he was caught cheating with one of the student teachers in the history department. Because he couldn't keep it in his pants his wife (who really could do better than that boring bald bastard) had walked out. This made Crenshaw act like a complete tool, and he decided to take out his frustrations on Kevin.

"I got a call on my red cell phone, and I took it," Kevin said while playing Xbox during his suspension. "Crenshaw was all 'Hey, no phones in school' and I was all 'but there are terrorists in Kentucky' and he was all 'tough shit no phones' and then he had me suspended and took away my red phone." What a tool, indeed.

Tuesday, April 15, 2008

Rachel Ray stole recipes from McCain's wife

John McCain's wife, Cindy McCain, has recently been accused of stealing recipes from Rachel Ray. This is simply untrue. Cindy McCain's recipes, which include such down-home favorites as vegan salads, soylent green, and refried grue, have been passed down from generation to generation, since her great grand mother, Thomas Edison, stole them from the band Tesla.

In fact, Cindy's cooking is one of the main reasons John McCain married her. Why else would McCain leave his first wife for a rich woman almost 20 years younger than him? I think Rachel Ray owes someone an apology, but I think everyone will let her slide seeing as she adds eye candy to the Food Network. And she's hot.

Sunday, April 13, 2008

American Airlines: Grounding planes for the good of humanity

In the last week, American Airlines, or "AA" as it is called by the hipsters, has canceled roughly 3,000 flights in the last week. The "official" reason for this is to check for faulty wiring. Taken at face value, this sounds weird. Wouldn't it be more cost-effective and more responsible to the consumer to gradually phase a few planes out at a time for these routine inspections, rather than doing them all at once like a drunkard? Of course it would. But the real reason behind these groundings is due to a menace the likes of which hasn't been seen since the days of World War II.

During the second World War, pilots would often experience technical difficulties while in flight. The boys in the ground crew chalked it up to such nonsense possibilities as "faulty wiring", "low fuel", or "someone jammed a dead hooker in the fuselage". Obviously, things like that could never occur. The real culprit behind these accidents was none other than a creature named "the gremlins". Gremlins would hide inside the plane, wait for the aircraft to become airborne, and start messing with stuff. Loosening bolts, drinking the fuel, writing off color jokes about Winston Churchill's mother, you name it. This would cause a malfunction, and the plane would go down, the pilot would eject, and the gremlin would go down with the craft and then steal the furnishings of the plane to make their nests.

Stalin, or "Uncle Joe" as FDR called him, saw the potential in the gremlin. He created a secret think tank to breed super gremlins - gremlins with super strength, super speed, and the ability to solve those really hard sudokus that no one except that asshole at work (who's always doing sudokus instead of working on the project which is due in three days and he hasn't contributed at all) can do.

After Stalin's death, the USSR's elite of the elite, consisting of Khrushchev, Huey Lewis, and Lucille Ball, decided to keep these super-gremlins as a last resort, to only be used after invasion, nukes, and ping pong fail. The gremlins were stored deep underground in Siberia, in a bunker with a TV/DVD player and the complete "Gilmore Girls" series to keep them preoccupied. The bunker was surrounded by bears and ghosts and stuff to make sure no one would unleash these creatures prematurely.
But after the fall of the Soviet Union, the control over who had the super-gremlins became strained. Levar Burton saw this, and took advantage of the situation. Using a big can of mace and the head of Martin Luther, Burton got passed the bear and ghost defenses and stole the super-gremlins.

The brave and stalwart men of American Airlines discovered this while attending a Star Trek convention, where Burton bragged about how he captured the gremlins, and how he thought that all airplanes were "filthy ungodly creations" and that the Wright Brothers are burning in Hell for "raping the sky".

The noble executives of American Airlines, who had gone to the Oracle in Los Angeles known as "Perez Hilton" and had known about Burton's sinister plan for years, were almost fully prepared to deal with the gremlin menace. They had been developing an anti-gremlin sound machine, which emits a sound similar to a "Limp Bizkit" song except Fred Durst sounds like more of a douche bag, which would kill any gremlins within a 400 km radius. In a last ditch effort, the execs had these experimental devices installed in hopes of preventing Levar Burton's nefarious scheme from coming to fruition.

So that is why American Airlines really grounded their planes, and why you should never trust Levar Burton.

Thursday, April 10, 2008

Children's Cough Syrup in Australia

Apparently in Australia, you need a prescription to get children's cough medicine. According to the The National Drugs and Poisons Scheduling Committee (why do they need a committee to schedule poisonings?), some parents may be giving their infants too much, resulting in insomnia, over-sedation, and hallucinations.

I will admit it is bad to use too much cough syrup on children. The problem I have with this is the fact that it will not stop parents from going overboard with the syrup. Parents who get the prescription will be just as tempted to give their child a little bit more" if they still complain too much. Heck, parents who don't want to go through all of the trouble of getting the prescription might just give their children adult cough syrup, which will more than likely be worse.

This entire thing is a waste of time. It's not like toddlers are waddling around half-stoned while on a cough-syrup trips, and I doubt this law/rule/regulation (whatever they're calling it) will effect how parents dispense cough syrup to children. The National Drugs and Poisons Scheduling Committee should go back to scheduling poisonings.


Link to the site I found this on.

Monday, April 7, 2008

"10,000 BC" made me want to believe in Creationism

Seldom do I venture to the movie theater these days. After so many disappointments (The Hulk, Star Wars, Superman Returns), I had given up on the cinema. Last week, I decided to give my local movie theatre another chance. As I stood in the lobby, I looked at the various movies playing, and after quickly taking out "Horton Hears a Who" (for children), "Superhero Movie" (for lobotomy patients), and "Definitely, Maybe" (for sadists), I was left with "10,000 BC".

Now, I understand that while at the cinema one needs to suspend disbelief to truly enjoy a movie, but the suspension needed for this particular train wreck would require heroin. The plot, from what I could discern in between bashing my head on the wall, was this: a bunch of Native Americans(I think they're Native Americans...they could have been European hunter-gatherers, but I don't care) that hunt wooly mammoths go looking for one of their women that got kidnapped by Vikings on horseback (I'm not sure, but I think that the Vikings had saddles, which were not invented for another 9,000 years). They Native Americans end up in Africa, and meet a tribe of Africans that quote Machiavelli, and go on a trip to Egypt, where it turns out that Atlantis was populated by Asians and these Asians came to Egypt to build the Pyramids by enslaving Africans and using wooly mammoths to carry big stones. Long story short, the main Native American kills the "god" of the Atlanteans, and gets his ho back.

What really peeved me off about this movie was the dialogue. Instead of saying "snow," the phrase "white rain" was used. Why the hell would a society, which apparently understands the concept of "rain", call snow, an equally complex concept, "white rain?" Another thing: why did all of the Native Americans have dreads?

Most of the time, I get really pissed when someone says that the world was created 6,000 years ago. There is so much evidence to the contrary, I wonder how anyone can take the creation story so literally. Then I watched "10,000 BC", and a saw some of the benefits of this belief.

So, in conclusion, "10,000 BC" was a complete let down. What appeared to be an exciting romp in prehistory turned out to be a poorly written wooly mammoth fetish video. I give "10,000 BC" 10,000 thumbs down.