Friday, May 16, 2008

My freezer and your freezer

Why isn't there a light in the freezer? What's in there that they don't want me seeing?

Wednesday, May 14, 2008

Youtube for Non-youtubers

Seeing as I still don't feel like typing much, I am occasionally to try to make you happy by showing you some video clips. This one makes me feel really good. Thanks to Laundre for showing it to me.



I guess I'll see you later.

Thursday, May 8, 2008

my favorite SNL bit of all time

Hi everyone.

Most of you who read this have probably already been shown this video today, so this an anti-climatic blog post. But these posts are few and far between so I have to show you things that make me laugh when they do.

This sketch is called "Connie Stinson Talks" and stars Christopher Walken. I remember seeing it when it originally aired. The Fischer brothers and I were obsessed with it and our band Salad Days recorded an impromptu album ("Where Fresh Is The Taste") one night with songs that were littered with references to hot slices of stinkin' hog flesh.

Upon researching the sketch, I discovered that its never aired again since the original broadcast. I don't know why. Its a little longer than your typical sketch, but its not about Puerto Rican Day or anything.

Anyhow, there's one crappy video-dub of it online at this link . I've embedded it below. The quality is awful but its worth it, I hope.



Love,
Poor Poor Pitiful Me

p.s. here's a transcript for the hell of it.

Tuesday, May 6, 2008

A Series of Confessions

Hi America.

Remember last Halloween when you were leaving that pizza shop and found that unopened bag of fun-size Starbursts and Skittles on the sidewalk? I put those there for you.

And remember on Fat Tuesday, when you were a homeless man and you found that sealed box of Polish bow-tied kruschickis sitting on those steps? I figured you'd like those.

Oh, and remember when after that long, hard day of work, when you were dreading going home to clean your shower because you knew you were all out of that Scrubble Bubbles Automatic Shower Cleaner liquid? Well, I left some by that trash can in our joint garage for you. Hope it works better for you than it did for me.

And finally, to you, Garbage man. I hope my that my old Club didn't make that trash bag too heavy for you. Sorry I didn't leave the key, but I trust you'll find that any old key will work fine with it.

I'm glad I got that off of my chest.

Sports Talk

Hey everyone. I want to start a snarky sports talk radio show, but I'm having a hard time finding a loud-mouth, strongly opinionated guy named Mike. Any help?

Monday, May 5, 2008

Neverending String Dream 2008 Part 7

It was a blink and you'll miss it moment...

I'm sitting there. String comes out. I immediately turn to the woman sitting next to me and say, "Pull at this!" She did. It never ended. She said, "That's weird!"

And.....scene!

Neverending String Dream Tally 2008: 7

Thursday, May 1, 2008

Songtown - Vol. 15 (Field Of Dreams)




Hi everyone. Welcome back to Songtown. I took a break a much needed break from songs.

New format, I'm not doing that block party listing of album/artist/year information anymore. Not today anyhow.

In fact, for the last month, I've forced myself to listen to only new music. I set up my iPhone to only play songs that qualify under these two conditions:

  • added to iTunes in the past 3 months
  • rating equals zero stars, which should mean that I'm unfamiliar with the songs.
Off course, occasionally, there was a Super Hit of the Seventies that I didn't realize that I knew simply by song title. So, those were the exceptions. Like when Andrew Gold's "Thank You For Being A Friend" popped on.



That's a great song. Find more than 13 seconds of the song, and you'll like it even more.

Anyhow, yesterday morning, I started listening to music the old way again. A big time shuffle of new stuff and all of my old personal favorites. Anyhow, I didn't realize how much I missed it. The first song that came on was this one by the Primary 5. Field of Dreams, its called, and I must say that I got fairly emotional over it.

Bye!