if youve ever dealt with… well, anyone… thenthis site is for you. Although it can actually make you physically ill to be in the face of such stupidity, even third-hand. Such is the power of ignorance. Enjoy!
Every geek who’s read Marvel comics knows that he has to show up in every new premiere comic, sort of as a seal of approval. As a Spiderman fan since I was a kid, I never had any problem with it.
Apparently, movies are no exception to that rule.
This learned little device made my day. I’m reminded of that old Monty Python skit where the customer comes for an argument, but first must listen to Graham Chapman call him a “vacuous, toffee-nosed (?), malodorous pervert.”
While picking apart some lovely salads at a restaurant the other night, Most-Honoured Girlfriend had this to say.
MHG: It’s funny to me how adding orange slices to a salad suddenly makes it “Oriental.”
SB: It’s just because the oranges are from that part of the world. I don’t think any other part of the salad is related to Asia in any way.
MHG: I wonder if there’s such a thing as a Cantonese orange. They have Mandarin orange slices, why not Cantonese?
SB: You’re making an excellent point. They must have oranges. Where are the salads based on that regional dialect?
MHG: If the movies from those regions are any indication, the Cantonese orange slices would always be getting into fights, anyway. The Mandarin oranges just have a lot of high drama and dialogue.
SB: Yeah, they’re a bit easier to put into salads and eat when they’re not flying about on the tops of trees and the like.
I am in the running for MKE Online’s Blog of the Week, (and right before I was about to start implementing a redesign, too.) If you’ve got the time and inclination, please send a vote my way.
As far as a mission statement goes, my blog is mostly just for aggregating links of interest to tech-heads, geeks and anyone with a sense of humour similar to mine, infrequent heavy-handed reviews of a performance or movie I’ve seen, public diary entries that tend to cause controversy among my readers and the occasional screed just to get something off my chest.
The categories pages pretty much spell this out:
Best of the Buddha – Things I wrote here that I think are most worth reading.
Ennui – General snarkiness and a catch-all for posts that didn’t fit elsewhere.
For the Geek in You – I am a huge nerd, and these link entries prove it.
Found Art – Links I found simply by surfing.
Link Larceny – Links found at other people’s blogs or sent to me by friends
Self-service – Diary-style entries, sometimes funny. Internet voyeur urges satisfied.
Too Little, Too Late Movie Reviews – Untimely opinions on performances.
Want to know more about me as a person? You could start with Who is this Steelbuddha?, Seven Things, and Four Things.
With all that said, welcome. I’ve got some posts lined up for this week, so if you are withholding your vote, I may sway you with fresh content.
I am aware, from WoW mostly, that the Chuck Norris thing is long over the shark. When he appeared on the Tony Danza show and answered questions about the Chuck Norris facts website, that was a major blow to the dynasty.
Still, this SNL send-up recaptures the spirit of when the Chuck Norris jokes were young, by singing about when Chuck Norris himself was young.
They’re not kidding. This game is hard. What’s amazing is that the game branches considerably based on your choices. Take your time, explore, and get your briefcase from near the desk. Also, don’t give anything away unless you’re sure it’s the right time and place. I played for a couple hours without success, but I did get to die and come back as a dog.
Stay far away from this pastime if you know what’s good for you. And remember always: Jesus Saves… and takes half damage.
…I bring you seven things. Brendan got it from Sherri, and they told a friend, and they told a friend, etc.
Seven things I plan to do before I die:
Be paid to pretend to be beat up.
See other places than North America.
Make my own sword.
Write something that I think “says something.”
Raise a child.
Become famous.
Attain enlightenment.
Seven things I can do:
Play the drums. (and the euphonium, ha!)
Break bricks with my hands.
Make people laugh.
Sing well enough.
Build a kick-ass website from scratch, or a PC from parts.
Talk loudly.
The worm.
Seven things I can not do:
Save money.
Save the world.
Tolerate the shallow.
Grow hair on the top of my head.
Keep hair from growing other places.
Help feeling gullible when I give a stranger money.
Live down certain stories that I myself embellished.
Seven things I found attractive about the opposite sex:
Skin.
Hair.
Smile/ laughter.
Legs.
Hips.
Voice.
Breasts.
Seven things I say the most:
“So… yeah.”
“It boggles the mind.”
“I could do that.”
“What did you say?”
“When I say I’m too busy, I really mean it.”
“Fuck him/her/them.”
“Hey!”
Seven Books I love:
“Impro” by Keith Johnstone
“Shadows of Forgotten Ancestors” by Carl Sagan and Ann Druyan
“V for Vendetta” by Alan Moore
“The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy” by Douglas Adams
“Mona Lisa Overdrive” by William Gibson
“Lamb” by Christopher Moore
“The complete works of William Shakespeare” by William Shakespeare (I know I cheated.)
