OK, so who the heck knows what’s going on in John from Cincinnati — forget it. Instead, I say you spend your time soaking in the comedic joy that is Flight of the Conchords, featuring that really annoying guy from the Outback Steakhouse commercials. (He’s actually funny outside of the Outback context.)
The NYTimes says it well:
“Flight of the Conchords� is cockeyed and a lot of fun. To say much more might ruin it.
Check the video samples, yo. The “Most Beautiful Girl” clip will give you a proper taste.
Anyone else check out the newest offering from HBO & Milch? Thoughts?
I have a feeling it might be a slow starter, but I think I’m liking it. I’m always a sucker for a good junkie character, and Rebecca De Mornay is still kinda hot (even if she is playing a grandmother…).
The “Inside the Episode” series will be worth a look after each show, I think.
Man, I keep wanting to do a conherent post one of these days, but whatever…
- Brozo turned me on to the Amy Winehouse, and holy shit is she good! (She uses the lyric “What kind of fuckery is this?” How genius is that?) She may also be a train wreck, which adds some flavor. Lots of vids on teh YouTubes.
- The Rocky Mountain Rollergirls have announced their 2007 schedule. Good times for cheap, right there.
- Rod and I still swap snarky emails about the 24, but it’s just not the same as our old Tuesday IRC chats. I still think I need to set up a BBS or something. I miss my boys (and my Boo).
- That football games was crazy, eh? Good for Peyton. He can stop whining now. The commercials sucked eggs, generally, though I give the win to CareerBuilder. And Prince doing Hendrix doing Dylan for the halftime show… Surreal.
- My BU Ice Dogs are in the Beanpot final again. They shut out Northeastern yesterday and will meet arch-rivals, BC, next Monday.
- Check out this Desperate Astronauts soap opera. The details of it are awesome.
- Ryan O’Neal has quite a soap opera going on in his family, too. The money quote: “He hit his own girlfriend in the head.”
- Hang on… The name of Turner Broadcasting’s ad agency is “Interference, Inc.”?! No wonder they dig on the guerilla marketing!
- As far as iPod cases go, these little honeys are super hip.
There’s probably more in the buffer, but that’s all I can be bothered with for now.
Hugs & kisses.
OK, so… Sorry about the week an a half of nothing.
I wish I could say I’ve been busy or some such, but no. Mostly I’ve been sitting around alternately playing World of Warcraft and watching TV while trying out new and exciting pillow-influenced hair styles.
I suppose I can blast out a short list of tidbits for you though:
- The big news is that not only did Rod and I jump ship from my old place of employment; now Brandon has followed suit. He’s working for an interesting new company, too.
- Oh, yeah, I start my new gig today. I’m psyched.
- Related to that, I had the best intentions to try and learn Ruby on Rails this past week that I’ve had off. That didn’t really happen. I’ve got time, though.
- I did try to get right on switching my 401(k) plans to an IRA, but only got as far as opening the IRA because the 401(k) people didn’t know I’d quit yet. Super…
- Last Thursday, The Wife and I took in a matinée of Pan’s Labyrinth — totally frickin’ awesome. Funny how Fascism and faerie tale allegory goes hand in hand so often.
- Rod got my hooked up with a private torrent tracker site… Now I’m obsessed with keeping my upload/download ratio above 1.
- Last night we mixed up a pitcher of martinis and took in the Screen Actors Guild Awards. It was generally an inoffensive evening of festivities, though I can say that some of my favorite shows (24, Weeds, … that may be it) got robbed, but whatever. They did show Dennis Weaver in their “fallen soldiers” tribute, reminding me of the time he popped into a gas stop cafe in the middle of nowhere (aka Western Kansas) while Miracle Ed and I were having breakfast and trying to get our collective shit together at the tail end of a 31 hour single shot drive from Boston to Denver. Let me tell you, having a bunch of flatland hicks (remember, I’m somewhat of an expert in the field of recognizing and categorizing hicks) freaking out about how “that was the feller that played on that show!” really turns the surreal dial to 11.
- Ever heard of “Toddy” coffee? Neither had I until the other day. I don’t think I buy it.
I guess that will have to do for now.
Here’s hoping everyone had a happy and fruitful holiday. I certainly did.
Highlights:
- My darling mother got me a solar powered atomic watch, so not only does it never need its battery changed, it never needs to be set either. This is timekeeping heaven for me. Now I just need to read the manual to figure out how to use its other functions. And of course, I need to get it sized waaay down for my girlish wrists.
- The moms made out well: Mine got a cobalt blue Kitchen Aid mixer (she’d been eyeballing ours lately) and The Wife’s got an iPod Nano (which is ridiculously small).
- I got The Wife a Bella Umbrella. Without her realizing it, I noticed that she’d been talking about getting a parasol for the past year or so, so this was a home run for me.
- I also got my better half a Mac Mini, as her old iBook was having a hard time keeping up. That means I get to play with the iBook: So far I’ve reinstalled OS X 3 times and I plan to install Ubuntu as well (the third round with OS X was to get a partition for the linux).
- As for me, I got some woodworking and home improvement accessories, some DVDs (namely two big time personal faves: Pete & Pete and The Greatest American Hero, and a CBC history of hockey that looks awesome) and lots of other stuff.
So yeah, materialistically, we all did pretty well. Better yet, though, we had some nice time off at home thanks to the blizzard, and yet we were mobile in time to make it down to my mom’s house on Christmas Eve.
God bless us, every one, eh?
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