Video of the Week

Okay, the video for 1985, by Bowling for Soup, just kicks ass (it's in the videos section of the iTunes music store, and probably on Fuse or any other channel you get that plays music videos, which are archaic pieces of entertainment that used to air on MTV in the '80s). Best Robert Palmer moment since his death, and other nifty '80s moments.

(and I like the song more than most pop-punk -- "When did Motley Crüe become classic rock?")

A few Wednesday things

First, happy birthday to bheansidhe and blergeatkitty, happy belated to pharminatrix, and happy early to gothwalk.

shadesong is asking for thoughts on Identity Crisis. You can find my ramblings in that thread.

Scrubs continues to be amazing. And Heather Graham continues to be an inspired casting choice.

Texans, like Swift Boat Veterans, have not had their image well-served by Dubya (this is the state that gave us Molly Ivins, Jim Hightower, and Anne Richards, after all, and they should be proud). Nice to see some of them getting a little pissed about that.

Today, the interns are attending to moving and surplusing old equipment. This means that things are loud and I'm more unable to concentrate than usual (even with headphones. How bad is it? Having Elayna in the office yesterday was less distracting. Grr. Anyone, anywhere, who rationalizes cube farm as being in any way, shape, or form productive is a sack of shit buried under a pile of dung.

Anyway, cutting this short since ALL THE NOISE MAKES IT IMPOSSIBLE TO FUCKING THINK.

Bill Maher QOTD

Comcast barfed right at the end of last week's Bill Maher show, so I wasn't able to hear his final "New Rule" until now. It was worth the wait:


And finally, New Rule: You can't run on a mistake. Franklin Roosevelt didn't run for re-election claiming Pearl Harbor was his finest hour. Abe Lincoln was a great president, but the high point of his second term wasn't theater security. 9/11 wasn't a triumph of the human spirit. It was a fuck-up by a guy on vacation.

Now, don't get me wrong, Mr. President. I'm not blaming you for 9/11. We have blue-ribbon commissions to do that. And I'm not saying there was anything improper about your immediate response to the attacks. Someone had to stay in that classroom and protect those kids from Chechen rebels.

But by the looks of your convention, you'd think that the worst thing that ever happened to us was the best thing that ever happened to you. You just can't keep celebrating the deadliest attack ever as if it's your personal rendezvous with greatness. You don't see old men who were shot down during World War II jumping out of a plane every year. I mean, other than your dad.

But even your dad didn't run for re-election based on a recession and his propensity to barf on the Japanese. Now, I know you'd like us all to get swept away with emotionalism and stop sweating the small stuff like the deficit and the environment, and focus on what's really important: how you look in a fireman's hat. But crying during your speech? I mean, come on! There's no crying in politics! It's not fair! That's a trick chicks use. How are we supposed to discuss this rationally if you're going to cry?! There's a name for people who exploit their participation in historical events for political gain. They're called the Swift Boat Veterans for Truth.

Two links for photognome

(but posting this publicly since others might find 'em interesting as well)

First, estimatdprophet has posted on the similarities between Clifford and Hellboy.

And second, did you know that Patton Oswalt has written a JLA comic? It's called JLA: Welcome to the Working Week.