Friday, February 27, 2009

P.O.D. - Discriminating Tastes

Ben Kweller - Fight

I only discovered Ben Kweller 20 minutes ago (from Ashton Kutcher!), and already I'm hooked.

(Haven 't listened to the other songs yet, but how can they not be awesome?)

I'm almost sure Kweller is being tongue-in-cheek with his "Gospel" message, but since he plays it straight, it's all the funnier. More importantly: I wanted to hate it (the Ashton thing), but I have listened to the song 4 times already!

My friend Schrodinger will flip a lid, and Lady Jane Scarlett will quite possibly give up her Ryan Adams obsession.

Ladies and Gentlemen: Ben Kweller!

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Daily Lynx - Valentine's Edition

I meant to do these links LAST week, before Valentine's know, when they were relevant, but what are you gonna do?

1. Okay, this story is very old now, but in case you missed it....a 13 year old boy just became a father.

2. This is one of my favorite stories in some time......What happens when a Thesaurus falls in love? Passsion, ardor, elan, zest, zeal, name it!

3. Here's a good one: what Science is finding out about the purposes of kissing. I have a few theories on this, if anyone would like a face-to-face chat.

4. Are you creative? Need a hundred dollars? Maybe you should consider creating a Poegle. The idea is to use the snippets that come up on the page of a Google search, and mix them together. The instructions are pretty easy, and it sounds fun. I'm going to try it.

And because you work so hard, you need a break. I have been sending this video to everyone, and it hasn't failed yet.

Relax, and let BT&H take your troubles away.

BC and Pickles

A couple of recent comics that made me smile (click on pictures for larger image):

What is it with CNN and dicks?

Talk about your Mile High Club!

Monday, February 16, 2009

Friday, February 13, 2009

Stars and Stripes

Paranoid? Well I am and when our leaders have 12 Ga. like this , I would think you should be too.

After you are done. search YouTube for dragon skin. You might find yourself asking the same questions I have. I will put in the comments so they don't change the effect.

I can say not more with out fear of being marked to raise flags. this I know for sure. Think of the game taboo certain words trick specific response. Be AwArE! BE AWARE!

Thursday, February 12, 2009

Beyond Comprehension

I don't care which side of the abortion debate you are on, this is just wrong.

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

The Tao of Andy Capp - Oh Andy!



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P.O.D. - Valentine's 2

What's up with that light blue line running across the horizon?

Quote of the Day - Virginia Woolf

"But when the self speaks to the self, who is speaking? - the entombed soul, the spirit driven in, in, in to the central catacomb; the self that took the veil and left the world - a coward perhaps, yet somehow beautiful, as it flits with its lantern restlessly up and down the dark corridors." ~Virginia Woolf

Friday, February 06, 2009


Dear Ma and Pa,

I am well. Hope you are. Tell Brother Walt and Brother Elmer the Marine Corps beats working for old man Larson by a mile. Tell them to join up quick before all of the places are filled.

I was restless at first because you got to stay in bed till nearly 6 a.m. but I am getting so I like to sleep late. Tell Walt and Elmer all you do before breakfast is smooth your cot, and shine some things. No hogs to slop, feed to pitch, mash to mix, wood to split, fire to lay. Practically nothing.

Men got to shave but it is not so bad, there's warm water. Breakfast is strong on trimmings like fruit juice, cereal, eggs, bacon, etc., but kind of weak on chops, potatoes, ham, steak, fried eggplant, pie and other regular food, but tell Walt and Elmer you can always sit by the two city boys that live on coffee. Their food,
plus yours, holds you until noon when you get fed again. It's no wonder these city boys can't walk much.

We go on 'route marches,' which the platoon sergeant says are long walks to harden us. If he thinks so, it's not my place to tell him different. A 'route march' is about as far as to our mailbox at home. Then the city guys get sore feet and we all ride back in trucks. The country is nice but awful flat.

The sergeant is like a school teacher He nags a lot. The captain is like the school board. Majors and colonels just ride around and frown. They don't bother you none.

This next will kill Walt and Elmer with laughing. I keep getting medals for shooting. I don't know why. The bulls-eye is near as big as a chipmunk head and don't move, and it ain't shooting at you like the Higgett boys at home. All you got to do is lie there all comfortable and hit it. You don't even load your own cartridges They come in boxes.

Then we have what they call hand-to-hand combat training. You get to wrestle with them city boys. I have to be real careful though, they break real easy. It ain't like fighting with that ole bull at home. I'm about the best they got in this except for that Tug Jordan from over in Devils Lake . I only beat him once. He joined up the same time as me, but I'm only 5'6' and 130 pounds and he's 6'8' and near 300 pounds dry.

Be sure to tell Walt and Elmer to hurry and join before other fellers get onto this setup and come stampeding in.

Your loving daughter,


Sunday, February 01, 2009

Go Steelers!!!

When Kurt Warner died and went to heaven, God was showing him around. They came to a modest little house with a faded Cardinals flag in the window.

"This house is yours for eternity, Kurt." said God. "This is very special; not everyone gets a house up here." Kurt felt special and walked up to his house.

On his way up the porch, he noticed another house. It was a 3-story mansion with a Black and Gold sidewalk, a 50 foot tall flagpole with an enormous Steelers flag and in every window, a Terrible towel.

Kurt looked at God and said "God, I'm not trying to be ungrateful, but, why does Ben Roethlisberger get a better house than me?" God chuckled, and said "Kurt, that's not Ben's house, it's mine."

Which is why, every time a Steeler gets a sack, an angel gets his wings!