beer is my friend, even if you aren't
It's been a while since a post, so today you get random musings...
I tried the Twinkie Weiner Sandwich made famous by Weird Al in his movie UHF the other day. In case you have deprived yourself of the cinematic triumph that is UHF, a Twinkie Weiner Sandwich is a hot dog with a Hostess Twinkie for a bun and spray cheese on top. It isn't so much bad, as it is not good. It tastes like a really sugary meat product. And after a few bites, I realized I had no reason to ever want to eat a sugary meat product. A few bites after that, I couldn't figure out why I was still eating it.
Is there anything more amusing than Beverly Hills 9021-Ho!? I think not.
Alf is a furry alien from the planet Melmac who likes to eat cats. In a word: genius.
So now Arnold Shwarznegger AND Gary Coleman are running for governor? Why not Squiggy from Laverne and Shirley? Or maybe Lou Ferrigno cashing in on the new Hulk popularity (he can wear those stupid gloves)? I think more actors should be following Ahh-nold's lead and using their movie catchphrases as campaign slogans, if for no other reason than Danny Glover running under the slogan "I'm not getting too old for this shit." The other question is, if Arnold wins.... does this mean other members of his platoon from Predator are running for office? Jesse Ventura (who as a side note, has the best one liner ever committed to film: "Try some of this, it will make you a goddamn sexual Tyrannosaurus, just like me.") already served a term, so here is hoping for Carl Weathers/That Indian Tracking Guy in 2004. They would have my vote, Mr. Weathers can even bust out his stars and stripes boxing shorts from Rocky.
I've come to the realization that I don't hate the Yankees nearly as much as obnoxious Yankee fans. Just go back to New York all ready.
The City of Boston recently pissed off the local psychic community by requiring proof of local residency before issuing a psychic license. To present the easiest joke: Shouldn't they have seen this coming? Seriously though, what's the problem with this? If the City is going to waste its time and money with this joke of a license, they should at least only issue them to local residents. I can rest easy though, knowing that in the City of Boston, not just any schmoe can go out and ACCEPT MONEY for FORCASTING THE FUTURE without a license.
I don't really know what to say about this, except maybe: Take that, feminism!
Holy crap! I thought American Idol was ridiculous, but this borders on the absolutely surreal. A mob of 150 angry Lebanese stormed the stage after their favorite Arab Superstar was voted off. What kills me is they stormed into the street chanting ""With our blood and souls, we sacrifice for you Melhem." What can I say, besides the fans of Justin Guarini have really dropped the ball on this one. When reading this I can't help but wonder who their version of Simon Cowell is? In my mind, he is the spitting image of the limo driver from True Lies.
Web comics can be story driven too.
That's all for now.