I’ll outlive you all. Why? Because I’m a dancer.
Yes, I am quite aware of the irony, but I don’t care. One of the best SNL skits ever.
http://www.metacafe.com/watch/hl-50004053/saturday_night_live_dont_look_back_in_anger_season_3/
I’ll outlive you all. Why? Because I’m a dancer.
Yes, I am quite aware of the irony, but I don’t care. One of the best SNL skits ever.
http://www.metacafe.com/watch/hl-50004053/saturday_night_live_dont_look_back_in_anger_season_3/
…I’m the Man in Black.
The Conservatrarian Election Cycle Process
-Last election is over. Pissed off. When will they ever understand? What the hell is wrong with them? Refuse to speak to liberal friends. Sulk. Read lots of P.J. O’Rourke.
-Can’t win ‘em all. Rebuild bridges with liberal friends, regain sense of humor, read more P.J.
-Forget about politics altogether because there’s a new videogame out.
-Wet your finger, stick it in the air, see if the wind is blowing the way of a third party. Nope. Nope. Still nope.
-Gradually begin to engage in politics more. Intensive readings of US Constitution, Federalist papers, writings of Jefferson.
-Watch the field take shape; get pissed off our candidates are all so weak.
-Briefly consider voting Ron Paul until you realize you haven’t gone totally insane YET.
-Watch recaps of the primary debates, start drinking more coffee and pacing.
-Conservative dark horse emerges; temporary excitement ensues.
-“Whoops!”
-Primary comes along. Protest vote for Candidate X because the rest of them are a bunch of stinking moderates.
-Moderate wins primary, has moved extremely far to the right during the process.
-You begin defending the moderate to the liberals, explaining realpolitik to them, and that s/he isn’t as conservative as MSNBC is saying.
-Give up and simply explain that MSNBC is run by the insane.
-Now defend moderate to conservatives who think s/he isn’t conservative enough.
-Line up like a good solider. Pump the candidate, because s/he’s the best we’re going to get.
-Vote.
-S/he loses because s/he was a moderate.
Lather, rinse, repeat.
Hamlet, Act 2, Scene 2, Soliloquy (Brannagh, 1996)
Ah. Just woke up. I think perhaps I may go to the Argument Clinic with Corey Hollister…
Psst…Joe G. here…Kip’s not paying attention, so I’m sneaking this one in…every bit of clothing ought to make you pretty; you can cut the clothing, grey is such a pity; I should wear the clothing of Mr. Walter Mitty — see my tailor, he’s called Simon, I know it’s going to *fit*.
Okay, so my mom had her consultation regarding the tumor on her kidney today. They’re doing the biopsy in ten days or so. This is, what, at least the 8th or 9th cancer scare now? I’m throwing up “Tennis Ball” by Jon Lajoie. It was removed from YouTube for being too offensive (and because it pissed WalMart off), it’s up on FunnyOrDie. If it offends you, screw you, because both me and my mom need tennis balls right now, okay?
Ah yes. While I still have my mojo back, here’s something to get you started this morning. There’s…only one Kip and only one Cod? Huh. I don’t really like fish. Shut up and crank it.
Okay, so I slept through the news conference, but I am catching up. Looks like we’re headed in the right direction (mostly).
With PlayStation 4, Sony Aims for Return to Glory
For the Sony Corporation, a tech industry also-ran, the moment of reckoning is here.
The first three generations of PlayStation sold more than 300 million units, pioneered a new style of serious video games and produced hefty profits. PlayStation 4, introduced by Sony Wednesday evening, is a bold bid to recapture those long-ago glory days.
The first new PlayStation in seven years was promoted by Sony as being like a “supercharged PC.” It has a souped-up eight-core processor to juggle more complex tasks simultaneously, enhanced graphics, the ability to play games even as they are being downloaded, and a new controller designed in tandem with a stereo camera that can sense the depth of the environment in front of it.
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