In response to this mockery, I post Steelbuddha’s 100 Best Movie Characters From Movies (Mostly Geeky Ones) I’ve Seen Subject To Change As I Remember Others Or Am Reminded By Comments And/or Angry Emails And Most Importantly In No Particular Order.

Also, I’m a totally uninteresting person with nothing better to post than the fact that I had haggis this weekend at a Tartan Day party and didn’t see what people get so disgusted over. It tasted like pork liver hash to me.

P.S. I’m still behind on my classic films; I may change a lot of these once I’ve actually seen things like To Kill a Mockingbird, One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest, Breakfast at Tiffany’s and *gasp* The Godfather.
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WTF?

Before I sign off today, thought I’d leave you with one last thing.

Got this important missive right as I closed my Mail program. The subject: ERIC CLAPTON ON SALE THIS MONDAY AT 10 AM!

Poor Eric. The government should be craking down on this illegal internet trade. Hasn’t he suffered enough tragedy? Now to be sold into white slavery by a place as forgettable as the Eagles Ballroom in Milwaukee…just made me weep a little.

I don’t even know what to put here. MHG had been trying for two weeks to get in touch with the real estate agent in charge of her dreams. Today. she received a call back with the message, “Oh, the landlord’s been in negotiations with [someone with a less geeky store concept] for a while now.”

Well, thanks for getting back to us with that vital information before we started working or putting any sort of emotional energy towards that particular location. Good customer service that.

I’m sorry that we didn’t show up in suits to see the torn-up guts of the building we were considering. I guess we must not be serious about this.

And thank you for acting excited (poorly) about our idea when you really didn’t have any intention of selling the property to us. We’ve learned our lesson.

For someone who loves games as much as I do, you’d think I would have learned the rules of this one faster.

Everyone I know could probably use a little time with this card game, but Czelticgirl most of all. Be sure to check out the “art.”

If anyone can think of something cooler than a Bruce Lee fight remixer complete with music and stylized type of goofy kung fu lines, then that person can collect several hundred words of praise from me gratis. Seriously, that just oozes cool.

From Linus, and not Czelticgirl.

I got an email today that gave me false hopes. You see, the sender was Scotsman V. Drunks, but when I opened the email all I saw were Viagra advertisements. Damn, I was hoping to see some Scotsman headbutt a bunch of inebriated rednecks or something. What ever happened to truth in advertising?

There are probably 100 things people who read this site (even if they are close friends) don’t know (about me, the site, etc.) and might want to. This will probably be a rotating feature somewhere at some point. And I will likely edit and edit this as I get sick of my own description. For now, due to low creativity and passion, it will be a simple post.
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Defies explanation. Wriggles its fingers at you and dares you to click.

This is juvenile and will make you ashamed, but it’s like that time you went out at night jumping on people’s rooves (roofs – Czelticgirl) and scaring the shit out of them by howling like raving madmen when they came out to their garage. In five years’ time, you’ll wonder how you could ever be so childish, and in ten years’ time, you’ll lament over how punk rock you were and how bourgeois you’ve become.

So this is what happens when the National Endowment for the Arts reaches rock bottom.

I cannot imagine what marijuana creates this sort of idiotic juxtaposition, “NASCAR Ballet centers around 20 ballet and modern dancers (who represent cars) who circle a forty foot horseshoe track that banks around the corner complete with break away railings,” but when they came down from that admittedly amazing high, why did they not stop themselves? It’s funny for you, but why make the rest of us suffer your inside joke?

I’m reminded of The Dude’s landlord from The Big Lebowski, only that guy had more artistic integrity, and was likely far more entertaining.