This would work equally well at Dulles or Reagan National, I’m sure. Basically, the pranksters request a page for very foreign sounding names…but over the fuzzy intercom sound dirty or profane. Since the YouTube preview has a naughty word, please click here to see the clip.
Monthly Archives: November 2010
There are many tributes on many other sites. I’m going to be selfish and let you find them yourself, while I enjoy The Naked Gun for the 133rd time. Thanks good sir, you were and are wonderful.
I can’t believe we don’t have this. I always have to grab a key or a pen to open my cans.
via Bits & Pieces
via Swipe File in a post centered on the Toy Story 1-2 intermission stealing moves from real dancers. I think they just used motion capture technology, but what do I know?
Man, that dude is FAST!
Ah, life. There have been times, within recent memory (or memories 10 years agone, which only seem recent) that I had wished for some more excitement in the world. The 1990’s kind of spoiled people like me. It was easy to point out all the things wrong with the world, and we made it impossible for ourselves to see how things really were…until we were faced with something worse.
Take the Minnesota Vikings, for instance. The Vikes are my team, as much as I get a chance to watch them with all the stupid NFL restrictions and all. Of course, it’s the off-season now, but when the season is in full-force, I try to watch them on a regular basis. They made it to the play-offs this year, which is quite an accomplishment. In the 1990’s, however, it seemed like the Vikes were always getting to the playoffs, and at one point, a field goal away from the Super Bowl.
Did the fans appreciate them back then? Not as much as you’d think. Radio hosts would call coach Dennis Green “Fat Dumb”, even though Green was continuing to get the Vikings to the play-offs. At the time, the city really didn’t seem to appreciate Green, and even wrote in the snow outside Vikings training camp headquarters “Dump Dennis”.
Eventually, Green was dumped, after the team’s first losing record in his tenure. Since then, the team has just sort of limped along. I would love the Vikes to have such a winning record, even if they choked in the playoffs every year. So what, NFC Central Champions is not a horrible title.
Oh darn…I had a point here somewhere…I guess I don’t. But I’m posting this anyhow.
Flashback to Superbowl #36, February 2002. This was the first Superbowl following the 9/11 attacks, uber-patriotism was prevalent, and Paul McCartney (as American as Flaming Pie) was apparently available. And so, in a fit of leftover musical talent from when he was actually good, he wrote this flaming piece of crap.
In this holiday season, I’m thankful I was in Air Force Basic Training when this travesty was thrust onto the populace. I mean, holy crap, this song is awful.
This came about from a post I wrote before this blog was a year old. To sum it up, I always thought I would own at least one Paul McCartney solo album, and to date (both on 10/7/06 and now), I don’t. Then and now, I try to tell myself, “But he’s a Beatle! He’s gotta be great!”. Then I listen to the crap that actually gets on the radio (like “Silly Love Songs” or that earmite that always precedes “Band On The Run” on the radio), and I realize there is no way in hell I will ever buy any solo stuff by him. The rationale: radio producers choose the best songs (in their opinion) by an artist or band to play on the radio. If the best stuff is rancid, then rationally, the rest of the artist’s (or band’s) material must be even worse than rancid.
The flipside is the case with one of my favorite artists of the 1990’s, The New Radicals. Their one hit, “You Only Get What You Give”, which was mainly popularized due to a mid-song rant talking about how the band could kick Courtney Love, Marilyn Manson, and Hanson’s collective asses, is actually not nearly as good as the rest of the album. I’d have to say, with the exception of some Mick Jagger-esque falsetto in a couple songs, the album is really quite good.
By the rationale of the New Radicals, I guess you could say that I will never find out if Paul McCartney’s lesser-known tracks are any good unless I actually buy his albums. Who knows, I might actually do that, but right now I’m busy finally restocking my back catalog of Rolling Stones albums I had to sell off about a decade ago. And word to the wise: unless you are a true fan, stay away from His Satanic Majesty’s Request. That, my friends, is a really great album…but only if you want to hear the Stones do something hilariously bad. It’s trippy-dippy-hippy-shit. Or it would be if it wasn’t so dang catchy. She’s A Rainbow is great song…but it’s still bad. I don’t know, you just have to hear it and you’ll get it.
In the end, I don’t know. It’s been 5 years since I originally said it, and I still don’t have any concrete plans to buy any Paul McCartney albums. And I’m glad I missed that Super Bowl.
I’m trying to clean out some really old, unpublished posts, which I’ll be putting up during the month of December. If anything wonky occurs (something doesn’t play or show up), can you let me know in the comments? Mucho Gracias.
This kind of made my day. I feel better about the world after watching this video. Science rocks. I found this in an article on Cracked.com about baffling flaws in sci-fi movies. It points out that modern safety techniques regarding power reactors is a hell of a lot better than the techniques used in Star Trek & Star Wars in the protection of their reactors.
Mass Effect conversation goes a bit wonky, while someone starts walking fancy. (fun starts at 30 seconds)
Weird Super Mario 1 glitches. With horrible music.
Unknown Contra glitch in Duck Hunt. (Totally not-fake.)
A little over 50 years ago, the kids show Howdy Doody went off the air after 13 years. I’ve heard about this last episode and the surprise ending many times, but I only recently watched this video to see how it all rolled out. Stay tuned after the credits for interestingly bland advertisements for Doody’s replacement and the movie of the week.
via Bits & Pieces
It’s cool that he takes the bird outside. It’s kind of too bad it’s so attached to him that it won’t go out into the wild, but given the alternative of being something’s lunch, I’d say the bird is in good hands.
These sturdy screwdrivers are right where you need them. I’m always afraid of breaking off the tip of my screwdriver on my Gerber Shortcut mini-tool, but there’s little chance of that with the Screw Key. Here’s the link.
If you got this post’s title, congratulations. You too are a Frank Zappa fan.
via Picture Is Unrelated.
I remember seeing this, and imagining a game an awful lot different from the end result. The music in the game seemed downright slow and mellow compared to this guy’s drug-addled demeanor. I was expecting more continuous IN-YOUR-FACE action (like a Sonic the Hedgehog game), but instead I got a long-term adventure story. Although the first Zelda game is an absolute classic, I still remember this initial disappointment.
The commercial served its purpose, because it got me curious about the game enough to eventually beg my Mom to buy it.
And that one crucial scene you saw copied / homaged in The Untouchables and other films:
And a parody…