Posted by Jim at February 10th, 2006
You must watch the David Hasselhoff video for “Hooked on a Feeling.” I’ll grant you that funnier videos exist, but they were trying to be funny.
This video, by contrast, was probably trying to be cool and so, so very not succeeding.
Posted by Jim at February 9th, 2006
Jim: Planning on putting up more comics? I can guess you’ve been too busy to draw lately, but I’m looking forward to future comics.
Ed: You know, I’ve been pretty out of it the past few weeks, but I would sure like to get around to drawing more. Nothing’s entered my head as an obvious comic lately, but that’s OK — just sitting around trying to draw one usually gets me *something*, even if it’s sort of a “zen” “lyrics from a favorite song, acted out” comic. 
Jim: Hmmn. Good thing you haven’t been listening to Yes or REM lately. “A season which to call you from the depths of your disgrace and rearrange your liver to the solid mental grace…”
Ed: I always heard it as “a seasoned witch could call you…” (the rest the same) That’d be an even better picture.
Jim: One can only wonder what the witch would be seasoned with.
Ed: hickory smoke I assume
Jim: I can think of several different curry powders that might be good.
Ed: mmm, witch! Yummy!
Posted by Jim at January 31st, 2006
You’ll pardon me if I engage in a bit of navel gazing for the moment. Here are a few actual search strings that led to my blog yesterday…
i have a scream speech (Still… and despite the fact that Howard Dean gave that speech a while ago)
grand rapids prostitutes (No clue how they got me through that)
men pudding wrestling (Eek.)
Posted by Jim at January 1st, 2006
I don’t even know how to categorize this video.
Let’s see if I can describe it… It’s a flash animation of all the world’s greatest fictional and non-fictional heroes and villians destroying each other for your entertainment. That’s pretty much it. I ran across it at Websnark (a blog devoted to web comics) and thought it ought to passed on.
Those of you who dislike (bloody) cartoon violence probably shouldn’t click on the link. Extra points for whoever created this thing for including Max the Blue Meany from the Beatles film “Yellow Submarine.”
Also, I love the song.
Posted by Jim at December 15th, 2005
A few years ago now at Thanksgiving one of my cousins was talking with an uncle of mine about deer hunting. They talked about what he might want to buy in order to start and then I completely derailed the conversation.
I’m not much into hunting, but I’m perfectly willing to inject random observations into people’s lives.
“You know,” I said, “it seems like hunting goes more primitive all the time. It’s kind of a throwback to begin with because it’s not like anyone really needs to shoot deer to put food on the table, but seems like people make it more primitive every time they turn around.”
“You’ve got regular deer season and then you’ve got muzzle loader season and then you’ve got bow season. You know what they ought to have? Atlatl season.”
My uncle (in the same tone that he used to use when I was five or so) said, “If you get deep enough into the woods, I’m sure you can use whatever you want.”
Recently, I was rather amused to learn that people really are working to make atlatl hunting legal in Pennsylvania. Atlatls are sticks that are used to add force and range to a thrown javelin. Its an ancient weapon that has been used all over the world. I first became aware of them when doing research for a paper on the Anasazi.
It’s still pretty bizarre that people are actually considering it though. If it does go through, what can people do to top that? Can you go even more primitive? If you want to, I’ve got a few suggestions.
1. Chase Down Deer with a Flint Knife Season
2. Scare Deer Herds into Running Off a Cliff Season, and finally
3. Teeth and Fingernails Season
Oh, and though this doesn’t fit with the “even more primitive than atlatls” theme, I’ve got just one more suggestion that pays tribute to Wiley Coyote…
4. Anvil Season: I just like to imagine all the hunters hanging around in deer blinds and dropping anvils on things.
Posted by Jim at October 3rd, 2005
I don’t usually post messages from Nigerian scammers, but this one amused me. Apparently someone is trying to pass themselves off as Charles Taylor, the former president of Liberia. I can’t help but wonder if this works better than pretending to be someone unknown.
Of course, I suppose Charles Taylor isn’t all that well known in the US and impersonating him may be no different than impersonating some fictional bank executive, unknown missionary, other wealthy (yet non-existent) being.
Anyway, for your amusement (or lack thereof, since you all have junk email folders of your own…), here’s Charles Taylor’s very personal letter to me.
I AM CHARLES TAYLOR,
The Former President of Liberia.
As you may be aware that the President Chief Olusegun
Obasanjo (GCFR) has granted me asylum in Nigeria and
we are presently leaving in Calabar Eastern part of
Nigeria.
Please I have what I will call my family last hope
money of $ 115,000,000M TO TRANSFER to any foreign
trusted person who will help me to invest this fund
into any good business, As I can no longer have any
other means of livelihood.
Please if you are interested in helping me to received
this BOX that is presently with online security
company
COMPANY in Spain Europe. As after successful delivery
of this BOX to you, 30% of the total fund will go to
you. My son will come to your country to start up a
business with your assistance so that we can be able
to live again.
This fund is in a box deposited to the online security
company
COMPANY (Madrid Spain) as a family box before leaving
for
Calabar in Nigeria. The company is not aware of what
is inside the box as I told them that the box belongs
to my friend and that I will inform my friend to apply
for the collection of the box since we are not allowed
to be attending to visitors or receiving .
So please I will advise you to apply as the owner of
this box. So that as soon as this BOX is DELIVERED to
you. You will arrange for the coming of my son to
your country for proper investment. There is no risk
in this as you are aware that our family is now free
since we left Liberia to Nigeria peacefully.
APPLY TO : online security company COMPANY
INSTRUCT THEM TO GIVE YOU THE INSURANCE POLICY COVER
NOTE ON YOUR BOX NUMBER 5895 MB. BOX FOR ONWARD
DELIVERY.
God bless you as you help my family.
Yours sincerely,
CHARLES TAYLOR
Former President of Liberia.
N/B: I will send to you the Certificate of deposit,
Change of Ownership Certificate to your NAME and Power
of Attorney as soon as you collect the INSURANCE
POLICY COVER from them .So that you can send it to
them, for immediate deliver of your box to your
address .
Posted by Jim at September 26th, 2005
My wife gets several catalogs which boggle my mind. They are full of a few cool things, but also a lot of really, really useless crap. The picture below comes from a catalog that is an utter mystery to her as it’s full of psuedo-medieval, fantasy and wiccan items. Not being Wiccan, she has no idea how she got on their list. In addition, it’s worth mentioning that I can’t imagine any of the few Wiccans I know buying a toilet seat that looks like this.
Posted by Jim at April 29th, 2005
Though you certainly don’t want kids taking weapons into school, I think that things may have gone too far in the other direction.
Posted by Jim at January 30th, 2005
My mom works as a media specialist (librarian/IT person) in a local school system. Here is a story that she told me:
A co-worker’s daughter is house sitting for a family who lives in Chicago. Their dog dies. She calls the family and asks them what she should do and the family says to have the dog appropriately disposed of. She calls around and finds a place that will do it for her for $100. It’s close enough that she can walk, so she stuffs the dog into a suitcase and carries it.
Despite fitting into the suitcase, it is still heavy. She gets tired after a bit. Fortunately a guy sees her, picks up the suitcase, and helps her along. After a while though, he does ask what’s in the suitcase.
Not wanting to say “A dead dog,” she says, “All my possessions.”
Moments later he runs off with the suitcase, never to be seen again.
I found the story very funny and decided to write a blog entry about it. As I began, I told my wife what I was doing.
“It sounds like an urban legend,” she said. “They’re always a friend of a friend.”
“Yeah,” I said, “but we’ve got an actual name here.”
Kristen wasn’t convinced.
As she walked upstairs, I typed the following words into the font of all knowledge (Google):
urban legend dead dog suitcase
Posted by Jim at January 13th, 2005
I ran across a rather old but highly amusing article just now. It’s apparently about someone meeting someone he liked online but then discovering she was a little different from how she’d presented herself. It’s called:
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