Is today.
Happy birthday, baby. I love you.
I’ll be home soon.
A weblog about stuff and junk by Jake Sutton
Is today.
Happy birthday, baby. I love you.
I’ll be home soon.
Have I mentioned my man-crush on Henry Rollins? I have, haven’t I?
When you hear a Stooges track or a Buzzcocks track or a Ramones track or a track by the Fall, or what have you, in a car ad, some people, whenever that happens, I get a letter saying “What a sellout.” And I say “no man, we’ve arrived.” The person making that ad grew up on that music. You’re no longer confined to interstitial, instrumental music, you’re gonna get Iggy Pop and the Teddy Bears singing I’m a punk rocker to sell a car. What would you rather hear? Some wanky keyboard or Iggy and the Teddy Bears? I know which one I’d rather hear, and I just hope they get paid quickly and double scale, because it’s about time.
Russell Simmons was pure gold on his show’s last episode, too.
Executive Summary: The Simpsons Movie was immensely enjoyable. You should go see it, even if you don’t watch the TV show anymore.
(Some of the stuff I talk about after the jump could be considered spoilers, I guess…) Continue reading ‘Bart’s Junk’
They way I imagine this happening
Scene: A junior exec from KM Communications is trying to bond with his teenage sons over a “meal” from Wendy’s, since he’s never learned to cook and hasn’t introduced his girlfriend to the boys yet out of fear that they would tell his ex-wife about her.
Dad: Hey! I’ve been put in charge of picking the call letters for some new TV stations. You guys wanna pick some out?
Boys: *whisper-giggle-whisper* Yeah, Dad, that’d be really cool. How about these…
Now the question is: Are there any other offensive call letters out there?
Rules of the game:
Personally, I don’t come up with much. WUSS and WIMP is about as good as I get.
If you are a ColdFusion or Ruby on Rails developer looking for a change of venue — or perhaps a recent college grad hoping to start a career in web development — you should know that my employer is hiring.
Our office is in scenic Boulder, CO, and you can’t beat the Nerf wars for stress relief. (That is, until your boss shoots you in the eye…)
Last year I got super obsessed with the Survivorman series, which features a somewhat whiny, absolutely Canadian, but ever-resourceful Les Stroud in the seemingly unlikely role of lone survivor. And he really seems to be alone, too. At least he makes a big deal about carrying his cameras and such. Good TV, I tell you. (Wikipedia)
Then along came Bear Grylls on Man vs. Wild with his somewhat curious good looks, British accent, and willingness to get buck naked on TV. Yep. I love that one, too. Lots. I don’t care if he has a camera crew or even if it’s partly fake. Nowhere else will you see someone jump into a Scottish peet bog over his head wearing nowt but a pair of blue boxers. He’s also the only person I’ve ever seen drink pee on basic cable. (Wikipedia)
Now I’ve seen all of the reruns of both shows, and I’m wanting more. I wonder if this is one of those passing things like my FoodTV obsession.
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Side note: Bear may be a faker, but the director of that This Is England skinhead movie mentioned here earlier may be more real than anyone anticipated.
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