April 2008 Archives

I wish the Democratic Primary would end already. I mean, if Bill Clinton can put his foot in his mouth with borderline-racist comments, just imagine the inventive and hilarious racism we'll get from John McCain's supporters! This is like Racist Christmas Eve, with all that great racism right around the corner!

Well, here's an early gift: a nonprofit called Women's Voices Women Vote^* surreptitiously robo-called black neighborhoods in North Carolina to inform them that their mail-in voter registrations were on the way -- even though the deadline for mail-in registration in NC has passed.

To put this another way, a women's voting organization (not associated with Hillary Clinton) is responsible for "accidentally" confusing black voters (not associated with Barack Obama), using an automated message from someone who identifies himself as Lamont Williams, a person who definitely doesn't work for WVWV and who possibly doesn't exist. "Oops!"

When is the last time we used vote suppression in a primary? This truly is a golden age.

^*What a totally stupid name. It's not even a backronym.

A couple of days ago I happened upon a high school chum's illustrated blog (which, of course, puts my old one to shame). It got me thinking of my very favorite artistic medium: the Six Panel Movie. So here's one based on a wonderful little arthouse film I saw recently.

Click here to catch up on the Six-Panel Movies you shamefully missed.

One of the strange baseball traditions is the shaving cream pie. It's a classic practical joke, in which a player fills a paper plate with shaving cream, comes up behind a teammate (preferably during a TV interview), and gets him in the face.

The Mariners' closer, J.J. Putz, is notorious for pulling this prank on his teammates in the bullpen, especially when they achieve a milestone, like their first win. Last night, Putz dominated in the 9th inning for his first save after coming off the disabled list, and after the game, he was noticeably uncomfortable during the requisite TV interviews.

Introducing the two-way wrist radio phone.

Pulp Fiction and William Shakespeare are two great tastes that taste great together.

Vincent: And know'st thou what the French name cottage pie?
Julius: Say they not cottage pie, in their own tongue?
Vincent: But nay, their tongues, for speech and taste alike
Are strange to ours, with their own history:
Gaul knoweth not a cottage from a house.
Julius: What say they then, pray?
Vincent: Hachis Parmentier.
Julius: Hachis Parmentier! What name they cream?
Vincent: Cream is but cream, only they say la crème.
Julius: What do they name black pudding?
Vincent: I know not;
I visited no inn where't could be bought.

This fills me with glee. The wiki page for this project is here.

So it seems that Demonoid.com, in my estimation the very best thing about the internet, is back.

I had intended to force Andrew to watch this Kool and the Gang video the other day, after we heard "Misled" on the March 30, 1985 episode of American Top 40. But it's so awesomely ridiculous/ridiculously awesome that you need to see it too.

Chaos theory pioneer Jeff Goldblum, er, I mean Edward Lorenz, died today, apparently when a butterfly flapped its wings directly into his eyeball. His last words: "Not like this! NOT LIKE THIS!!!!"

At last, the mainstream liberal media admits that, with my July 28 birthday, I could never compete in an August 1 Little League cutoff world. All those hours spent sitting on a bench (or, occasionally, standing in a field), for naught!

Let this be a lesson to those of you out there with babies who, I dunno, lets say they were born in June. Unless you want your kid to be nicknamed "Puny Furdell" by high school quarterback "Flash" Thompson, convince him to take up golf or something. Something where you don't have to be tall.

Despite the fact that Drew Carey is a woefully inadequate replacement for Bob Barker, this clip from The Price Is Right on April 1st is still pretty hilarious.

Oh man, I need one of those trans-rebounders.

It's the first Ichiro quote of the year!

Suzuki then broke to steal second base—"I was cold," Suzuki explained— while Lopez got jammed on an inside pitch but squibbed a soft roller to the spot Ian Kinsler vacated to cover the steal attempt.

Collect them all!