Peter, I got a wax job and lets just say, you're cleared for landing!
-- Lois from Family Guy
I make no qualms about being a nerd. After all, nerds have taken over the world.
Dont believe me? Try not using your cell phone for a week and see how well you handle that.
As a nerd, I was estactic when Star Trek: The Next Generation was doing a reunion on another favorite show of mine, Family Guy. Can we say Rah?! This was like the time when somebody decided to put their chocolate in the peanut butter. Or was it they put the peanut butter on the chocolate...?
Anyways, Hulu was kind enough to post the episode so here you go for the folks who didnt have time (or had more common sense than me) to watch the show.
And before anyone gives me any grief about the content remember, its just a tv show! Do not take it seriously! There are enough things to be serious about in the world. This is not one of them.
This frigging game is ruining my life.
-- Hatch from Victory
I know I've been amiss in my updates. I injured my back in a couple of weeks ago and so sitting properly in a chair was abit of a struggle. Its also played a part in tonight's game.
I know I'm not a good soccer player. Hell, I'm not even a decent player. I wouldnt even qualify as an average player. Maybe a substandard one, but thats perhaps ranking it abit high. But I know the rules well enough to kick the ball. Its enough for me to enjoy the game.
Most folks know I play in the company intermural league and as one friend put it: "I would rather lose with this team than win with some of the others."
I've got some really excellent team-mates. Our team, BC United, always has so much fun and we get along really well. Every game just seems so memorable that its hard not to laugh all the way thru a match. Of course winning makes it so much better.
Tonight's match was hard fought with our team winning 2-1. Major plus in my view. Downside was that I did absolutely nothing to help in the matter.
This being injured for the past 2 weeks sucks. Its no wonder professional athletes always seem to be chomping at the bit after being injured. Every time I ran, minor shots of pain went up my spine. My inability to rotate properly made me slower than normal. I was called a rag doll every time I tried to reach for a ball and ended up just flailing. I couldnt even get full power on kick without kicking the ground more.
Then my endurance was shot all to hell. It used to take a half of a game for me to even warm up. Today, I barely lasted 10 minutes without gasping for air.
And after all this bitching, we still had a brilliant time.
We were physical. We were running constantly. We were frigging tired.
Every time players crashed into each other, both teams went "OOOOOOWWW!" All of us were yelling back and forth, encouraging each other on. Well that or making fun of each other.
United Sidelines: Ken! Go left!
I go to the right
United Sidelines: No! The other left!
At least I didnt get the most memorable moment of the game.
United Keeper: Clear the ball!
Goldie, United Defender: I got it!
Goldie picks up the ball from the ground with her hands
Both Teams: Nooooo!
Whistle blows for the penalty
She's going to be hearing about that one for a very, very, very long time.
Whiskey is God's way of preventing the Irish from taking over the world.
-- from a recent conversation
I hope everyone had a good St Patrick's Day. Today should have been a fun, joyful day regardless of your heritage, but if you are Irish, then its a plus.
This brought up a story Lillith told me:
An American couple is visiting through rural Ireland near the county of Kilkenny. They were amazed by the views and the countryside, but they were even amazed by the people. In their short time there they had met Thomas the baker, Jane the tailor, and Brian the fisherman, all of whom were quite proud of their title.
But when they met Seamus, the couple couldnt understand why he wasnt proud of his name. From what they understood the man was not only a mason, but a boxer as well. So over a pint, they asked him "Arent you proud of your work? You work hard, dont you?"
The depressed Irishman replied "Oh if people called me by work, that would be fine. Seamus the Mason. Seamus the Boxer. I would even settle for Seamus the Drunk. That would be absolutely brilliant. But no! Fuck one sheep and you are stuck with that name for life!"
Heh.
On the musical front, I wasnt sure if I wanted to go traditional or modern Celtic. So of course, I opted for both...
Time for a Guinness. Slainte!
Well, I've been listening to my gut since I was 14 years old, and frankly speaking, I've come to the conclusion that my guts have shit for brains.
-- Rob from High Fidelity
Yeah, there are just some days that are just like this.
The only thing to do? Say FIDO: Fuck it and Drive On.
Now, I'm gonna open my fly and you're gonna swallow what I give ya to swallow. And after you swallow mine, you're gonna swallow Rooster's cause ya done broke his nose and I think he oughta have something to show for it.
-- Boggs from The Shawshank Redemption
I've been known to make a few inappropriate comments in my life, but when I saw this, I almost cried from laughing so hard. It didnt help my sore back any.
Worse part was that after the last segment I found myself imitating King Louis from History of The World Part I: Come on. You do it. You love to do it.
Hat Tip: Gizmodo
At midnight, all the agents and superhuman crew go out and round up everyone who knows more than they do.
-- Bob Dylan
To put it simply: wow.
Update: Damn. This video was taken down too. For anyone that didnt get a chance to see it, the video contained the high quality version of the opening for Watchmen while playing Bob Dylan's Things Are A Changing. Ironic how that song was also used in the book too.
Now I'm really going to have to watch this thing.
The folks you help wont remember it and the folks you hurt wont ever forget it.
-- Bill Clayton
How the hell did I forget about this video? The song flows along with the striking cinematography, adding onto its harshness and anger. The imagery still rivals many of the so-called horror films of today.
I have no idea if the animation was done by Todd McFarlene, but to my untrained eye, its pretty damn close.
Come to think of it, I believe I saw Andrew Zimmern eat something similar to what Fred Durst had.
All the jumping and leaping around always reminded me of when Starfury and I went to the same kung fu school as Wes Borland, the guitarist. He was always a nimble sod, even back then.
That was a lifetime ago. No wonder my memory is failing me... Along with everything else.
Boiler by Limp Bizkit
Update: Changed video location since this wasnt allowed in the US apparently. Bastards.
The Steward
