No, Not Really.

"Should I have a blog?" - Monica Milbert.

Thursday, June 29, 2006

Baby Jesus

Today is the last day you can vote Joe Mauer for all-star at www.mlb.com. Remember you can vote up to 25 times, but you only have to fill out the form once. Easy. Also remember when voting for Torii Hunter not to vote for other outfielders with whom he is competing.

Speaking of Mauer, this kid is out of control right now. Not only did he just go 11-13 in the series against the Dodgers, he's been seeing the former Miss USA. On fire. Here's what ESPN.com recently said of Mauer:

"That's the typical soft-spoken response from the native of nearby St. Paul who is a huge fan favorite, especially among the females, and even appears in a local TV commercial spoofing his thick sideburns."

Weird. As PJK said, "I had a physical reaction to that when I read it."

Wednesday, June 28, 2006

"So Put a Quarter in Yo' Ass Cuz Ya Played Yo'self"

Sorry about your butt-trouble, Sri. I'll try to to lighten the burden of humility.

I dropped the soap in the shower yesterday, and when I bent over to pick it up, i bashed my head against the knob you turn to change the water temperature. I swore. I also managed to hit the knob in such a perfect way the the water was turned to the hottest setting. I screamed. Like a schoolgirl in the presence of boy-band hotness. PJK, remember our shower in the apartment senior year that could change temperatures up to 40 degrees either direction in under 2 seconds flat? That sucked. I swore a lot then, too.

Sunday, June 25, 2006

Philanthropy

A feel-good news story? Get the hell out of here. Might be time to start the Signorelli Foundation for the Invention of Centipede-Killing Tools.

Sunday, June 18, 2006

30 hours later, I'm Still Booing

What's the #1 sign the movie you're watching sucks? It's called Signs (which was on TV last night). The beginning, not so bad. Middle, meh. Ending, worst ever. Let's recap.

Mel Gibson's faith is shattered by his wife's death. The last thing she says is "swing away." Crazy Mel is under the impression that this was random because of neurons firing in her brain as she died. At the end, when an alien, whose species obviously has superior technology which included cloaking devices and flying saucers, is holding Crazy Mel's son. Joaquin Phoenix begins to approach the alien, but Mel tells him "No, wait." During this time, the alien shoots some poison gas at the kid's face. After a flashback to his wife's death, Crazy Mel tells Joaquin to "swing away." Joaquin grabs his baseball bat off the wall and clubs the alien with it. Some water spills out one of the many half-filled glasses that cover every flat surface of the house, and the alien is burned as though it were acid. This is following a news reporter on the radio saying that the battle with the aliens turned somewhere in the middle east, where people found a primitive way to defeat the aliens, but no further information was available at the time.

How many things are wrong with this? Let's recap.

When a hostile alien is holding your son, you beat some hostile alien ass. You don't wait for him to shoot poison gas in his face. The big resurgence of faith occurs when when Crazy Mel has the revelation connecting his wife saying "swing away" with this situation? He needed that tip? Grabbing that bat and thumping the alien would simply be reflex, one would think. As far as the many, many, many glasses of water everywhere, what's worse than having symbolism shoved in your face all movie long? We get it, M Night Shamalamadingdong, you overhyped weirdo, the half-filled cups are his faith. Really, we get it. The news reporter. You were able to uncover just exactly where the battle turned, but you couldn't figure out how? One might even consider that to be the more pertinent information in this scenario, that the secret weapon is WATER. Finally, the secret weapon is WATER. SCREW THAT. You're telling me that this intellectually superior race attacked a planet whose atmosphere and body are comprised nearly entirely of something that's deadly to you? You're harvesting humans, but haven't figured out that we are made of that same ever so deadly substance? That would be like if rocks were poisonous to humans and we decided to attack the moon.

Tuesday, June 13, 2006

My 100th Post, No Less Self-Loving

I will now present to you a song I heard today as though it were my own. The song is "Miss Alissa" by the Eagles of Death Metal. This song rocks the house until there is nothing left but rubble and pictures of your loved ones tattered in broken frames. And as if that didn't totally blow your mind, just wait until you listen to the song. By the way, it costs seven cents to download from allofmp3.com.

Monday, June 12, 2006

rePHresh My Memory...

Did that commercial just say "intercourse?"

Thursday, June 08, 2006

What's the Score Now?

We killed another big bad guy today. Let's have a party where these peoples' house used to be.

That originally having some strong motive--what, I will not stop now to give my opinion concerning--to involve the two countries in a war, and trusting to escape scrutiny, by fixing the public gaze upon the exceeding brightness of military glory--that attractive rainbow, that rises in showers of blood--that serpent's eye, that charms to destroy he plunged into it, and has swept, on and on, till, disappointed in his calculation of the ease with which Mexico might be subdued, he now finds himself, he knows not where.

- Lincoln, on Polk and the Mexican-American War

How applicable.

Saturday, June 03, 2006

Evil has 100 Legs

But I don't care how many legs you have, you damn bug, you can't escape nor outrun my newfangled contraption for killing you and your kin. The Death Stick 2000 (a Swiffer and some paper towels) is the ultimate Satan's Spawn-ridding tool ever designed by man. If I were you bastards, I'd be running fast and far away from this place, because now there is a battle plan that does NOT involve girlish screams. One of your hundred shoes.....is now on the other foot.

Justs gonna throw it out there...

Do with this information what you will, I won't ask questions. It's legit. I'll look the other way. Not saying you should, not saying you shouldnt. Mayb e just check it out. Whatever.

Thursday, June 01, 2006

Hard Rock Civic

Have you ever rocked out so hard that you almost passed out while you were driving? I might need to stop listening to Cheap Trick in my car.