Monday, November 30, 2009
5 Second Fiction Six Hundred and Ninety Eight
No one wanted anything to do with the Tooth Fairy's sadistic cousin the Finger Leprechaun.
5 Second Fiction Six Hundred and Ninety Six
Magwier claimed that the secret for remaining incognito was never to order Chinese take out from the same place twice.
Trying out some new font settings for the blog template..
trying to make it easier to read but then again I have pretty bad eyes.
What do you think?
5 Second Fiction Six Hundred and Ninety Five
Abner held up the vampire's chamberpot and said, "It's a dead man's potty!"
5 Second Fiction Six Hundred and Ninety Four
The only thing that made stake outs bearable for Special Agent Mario Krump was his Ez Bake Oven with car port adapter.
Sunday, November 29, 2009
Because I feel like it... here is a rant I wrote about the movie XANADU
...Collateral Darren: “Well she is not what I would call relevant... Xanadu? You have the soundtrack to Xanadu?”
Blobert Smith: “Ah Xanadu. That most Thomas Ligotti-esque of musicals.”
Weasly Crusher: “What? What are you talking about?”
El Disgusto: “NO! Don't get him started.”
Blobert Smith: “Consider the plot if you would dear Weasly. An otherworldly creature comes to Earth in the early 1980’s much as she has once every generation since time began. She schemes and inveigles to draw together a musician whose soul she crushed a in the distant past with an artist of dubious merit. And what does this so-called muse inspire these men to do? To open a roller disco. A roller disco in the twilight of the disco era. And not just any roller disco! Xanadu is the all singing, all dancing, mime infested apotheosis of roller discos. How could these two men not fail utterly? How could they not find themselves destroyed financially and emotionally? Meanwhile our anti-heroine Kira has already retreated back to her realm of neon madness leaving only a dull eyed simulacrum in her place to torment the men further. The horror of it! The soul-rending horror!”
Deviant Boy: “Wow.... Just wow.”
This comes from ONCE MORE WITH FILKING over on my web page (that I am trying to whip into shape when I am not doing the Dad thing, or the work thing or the walking to dog thing, or the taking care of my wife thing, or the downloading Korean Porn thing...)
Blobert Smith: “Ah Xanadu. That most Thomas Ligotti-esque of musicals.”
Weasly Crusher: “What? What are you talking about?”
El Disgusto: “NO! Don't get him started.”
Blobert Smith: “Consider the plot if you would dear Weasly. An otherworldly creature comes to Earth in the early 1980’s much as she has once every generation since time began. She schemes and inveigles to draw together a musician whose soul she crushed a in the distant past with an artist of dubious merit. And what does this so-called muse inspire these men to do? To open a roller disco. A roller disco in the twilight of the disco era. And not just any roller disco! Xanadu is the all singing, all dancing, mime infested apotheosis of roller discos. How could these two men not fail utterly? How could they not find themselves destroyed financially and emotionally? Meanwhile our anti-heroine Kira has already retreated back to her realm of neon madness leaving only a dull eyed simulacrum in her place to torment the men further. The horror of it! The soul-rending horror!”
Deviant Boy: “Wow.... Just wow.”
This comes from ONCE MORE WITH FILKING over on my web page (that I am trying to whip into shape when I am not doing the Dad thing, or the work thing or the walking to dog thing, or the taking care of my wife thing, or the downloading Korean Porn thing...)
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