Sunday, February 27, 2011

My brother is rad.

That's all, really.

Made some delicious chicken thighs with garlic & cayenne. Mixed with a variety of red, orange & yellow peppers & perfectly cooked Rice Pilaf.


Thursday, January 13, 2011

The Genius of Douglas Adams

So rich in it's humor, and it's wonder, that even Wikiquote gives him a featured Google link. (that is a big deal, right?) :::shrugs:::

  • "I'd take the awe of understanding over the awe of ignorance any day."
  • "The fact that we live at the bottom of a deep gravity well, on the surface of a gas covered planet going around a nuclear fireball 90 million miles away and think this to be normal is obviously some indication of how skewed our perspective tends to be."
New words, according to The Meaning of Liff (1983)
  1. AALST (n.) One who changes his name to be further to the front
  2. ABOYNE (vb.) To beat an expert at a game of skill by playing so appallingly that none of his clever tactics or strategies are of any use to him.
  3. CLIXBY (adj.) Politely rude. Briskly vague. Firmly uninformative.
  4. FAIRYMOUNT (vb. n.) Polite word for buggery.
  5. LAXOBIGGING (ptcpl.vb.) Struggling to extrude an extremely large turd.
  6. SHOEBURYNESS (abs.n.) The vague uncomfortable feeling you get when sitting on a seat which is still warm from somebody else's bottom
  7. WOKING (vb.) To enter the kitchen with the precise determination to perform something only to forget what it is just before you do it.
  • "You are disoriented. Blackness swims toward you like a school of eels who have just seen something that eels like a lot."
  • "If it looks like a duck, and quacks like a duck, we have at least to consider the possibility that we have a small aquatic bird of the family Anatidae on our hands"
  • "Thor was the God of Thunder and, frankly, acted like it."
  • "I think a nerd is a person who uses the telephone to talk to other people about telephones. And a computer nerd therefore is somebody who uses a computer in order to use a computer."
  • "The impossible often has a kind of integrity to it which the merely improbable lacks."
  • (on suffering a bout with writer's block) "The door was the way to... to... The Door was The Way. Good. Capital letters were always the best way of dealing with things you didn't have a good answer to."
  • "I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I needed to be."
  • "It was his subconscious which told him this - that infuriating part of a person's brain which never responds to interrogation, merely gives little meaningful nudges and then sits humming quietly to itself, saying nothing."
  • "If the Universe came to an end every time there was some uncertainty about what had happened in it, it would never have got beyond the first picosecond. And many of course don’t. It’s like a human body, you see. A few cuts and bruises here and there don’t hurt it. Not even major surgery if it’s done properly. Paradoxes are just the scar tissue. Time and space heal themselves up around them and people simply remember a version of events which makes as much sense as they require it to make."
  • "What, really, is the point of trying to teach anything to anybody?"

Good question.

Saturday, January 8, 2011

History Never Repeats

"Deep in the night it's all so clear
I lie awake with great ideas
Lurking about in no-man's land
I think at last I understand

History never repeats
I tell myself before I go to sleep
And there's a light shining in the dark
Leading me on towards a change of heart..."

History Never Repeats" is the title & chorus of the excellent Split Enz song of the same name (of which there is a fantastic live cover w/ Eddie Vedder & Neil Finn floating around out there)

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

Spider-Man Loves Mary Jane

please click or C&P the following, and share in my contempt of the now 3 year old Spider-Man revamp! Nuts!

(right click to view image as needed)

Amazing, Spectacular, Astonishing
Amazing, Spectacular, Astonishing pt.2

The kids grow up.

Mary Jane loves Spider-man

MJ, Cap. Cap ? MJ.

This next segment literally brings me to tears.

To get the full scope & context, go out & buy a hardcover or softcover copy of
Spider-Man: Reign, the best Spider-Man story in years.

Reign (interlude) pt.1
Reign (interlude) pt.2

back to the more light-hearted fare:


Sunday, January 2, 2011

Pushing Forward Back

New blog. New page. Gotta love that new blog scent.

A word to the wise or not-so wise out there... there are so many times a person can use up all their good will, Green Day the bridge they've torched 2000 times before and proceed onto the next town, before they lose track of who they are and whatever good they have left in their hearts.

Be yourself, warts n' all. Don't try to be someone you're not, and the world will love you more for it. Trust me.

Moving on...

I'm on the fence right now. In the middle of my 3rd quest towards making it in Production and I'm fully prepared for no.4. It's right upon the horizon... I can feel it coming as if it were 5:15am and the Sun is making it's presence felt as if it were for the first time... magically, brilliantly, DEFIANTLY - flopping like an old man's cock.

Nay... a little red balloon, rising to conquer the night that came before it, only to cover her with the harsh light of day. Yes!

The inevitable, folks. Ain't no way around it.

There is nothing quite like those fleeting moments at the beginning of a new day (or a new pair of black socks). The world and everything in it is completely surreal. You could pass by a shop or a restaurant... hell, even your own house (it's a very, very fine house), and it will look completely different in this breaking light (Dawn was trademarked). It's as if you get to see the world on a entirely different plane of existence (52! Batman Beyond-verse!) and you are the only one(s) who can see it.

Nothing quite like it. Well, maybe driving by a bread factory. That's kinda like it.

Like I said, I'm on the fence. And I can sense the Sun comin' up around the bend (here's 25 cents, John Fogerty. Love your work!). Just sitting here, either teetering forward or pushing back. And right now, as evidenced by the southern drawl creeping into my typing, I'm too spent to clarify that. Take it for what you will.

So, I kick up my feet, wait for the storm to pass by and I guess I'll just sit here a little while longer. A man without a Dock or a Bay.

I've got all the time in the world.