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Sunday, January 05, 2014

Massagynist

A massagynist is someone who is proficient at massaging. That is the wisdom of the ages. Ok look, there are a lot of people who have tuned in to this program and heard me talk about how I'm leaving radio. I am here to tell you that this is finally coming to pass. This will be my last broadcast on this radio program. I've decided to start a blog so that I can spew my benign opinions on everyone in the same way that I was spewed on while I was I sitting on the train to Bangkok about the Thailand Express. What a great leg of the trip that was. It was truly great. What I keep trying to say is that when you're tuned into my program on the radio, it's not going to be on for much longer. There are just a few more episodes left before the finale even though we recorded 11 full seasons. It just didn't turn out to the be the kind of show we were hoping for, much like Revolution on NBC and Surface on NBC and also Smash on NBC and Parenthood and everything else on NBC because NBC stands for the Nation of Bad things to watCh on tv. NBC.

King of Queens and Kings

Did you ever notice that sitcoms have stupid forgettable titles? Probably not because you're too busy watching...oh what's that show called? It had Rod and Raquel and they were always an on and off again item? There was a smart guy, a stupid guy and mean guy and their opposing girl stars had those exact same personalities? I can't think of it for life of me. Wait, I remember. It was called "Losers". Wait, I feel like that wasn't it. It was called "Innocuous 20-somethings and their pathetic lives". That was it. That was definitely the title. Sitcoms have those kinds of titles so that you can't remember what you were watching because when you think too long about it you get mad that you were suckered into watching a stupid show for a half hour so the producers don't want you to remember what it was called because then you'd call the station and talk to the program director and say Hey Mr. Man stop playing that sitcom called Monk every day. You'll thank me later.

Sings of the Thymes

I know it's a while since I have written my glorious writings for you to absorb like sponges. But I want to communicate effectively to you that I am still here writing my writings for your gastronomic enjoyment. In other news, the people who make those crisp wafers have sued the people who make paperboard packaging because they claim the paperboard infringes on their taste and texture patents on their crisp wafer products. Also in other news, our friends across the sea say the word Crisp instead of Chips. For instance, instead of saying "This cereal stays crisp in milk", they say "This cereal stays chips in milk." It's just a different way of looking at the word. Over here in the united states, we say These chips are crispy, they would say "These crisps are chippy." Or we might say, That kid is a chip off the ol' crisp. They would say "That kid is a crisp off the ol' chip." We might say "I just tossed this dog into the crispy woodchipper." They would say "This dog needs to get chipped by the crispmaker and turned into pancakes." It's just a different way of looking at the same words. In other words, it's a transsubstative phase of the word.

Sign spinning for the ages

Sign spinning in it's current form will not exist in the next decade. Spinners will have to get more creative with their moves in order to attract the most attention to the mattress stores, gyms and haircut places that currently employ them. We're going to see more triple backside 540's to a Zach Morris shuffle then we've been seeing. But we'll also see new combinations of Grounding Slipknots with a Twist finishing with a Split Grilled Cheese 180. The landscape will also get more competitive. As more spinners enter the market, the bar isn't going to start with the traditional Handspring Bounce-On One handed Sizzlebone. But expect to see spinners right out of spin school performing moves like the vaunted Milkshake Moose Muffleta to a 1080 Freeform Pincushion Hamhock. I'm here to tell you, if you can land one of those, you don't belong in this business.

The Avengerators

I did watch the Avengers a while ago. It was terrible. It was simply terrible. I don't see how anyone could have watched it with any kind of enjoyment. Even with my bargain basement level of expectations, it was just...wait a second. I think I've figured it out. I expected to not enjoy it and I did. What I mean is that I didn't enjoy it so I guess it met my expectations. Well that's the end of that. I do wish that we could abolish all super hearing movies. The iron maiden, the spindle man, the bard man, the soup man, they are the same movie and they've wrecked the comic books. I like comics books but I don't like comic book movies. I might if they made a comic book based movie about the comic book of Movie Man. Movie Man part film reel and part projector and part person. If they made that movie, I would see it.

Wednesday, January 01, 2014

Chicago the town or Chicago the musical

Everyone's confused about Chicago the music band. Peter Ceterra left Chicago to become a solo artist in his own band, which was also named Chicago. This is the reason for their similarities in sound, tone, timbre and vocal stylings. He even changed his name to Peter Chicagoterra. That's how much he loved Chicago the town and also the musical. In other news I don't own any Chicago on my singstar account. You ask why is this you ask? The answer is simple.  In the words of the late musical group Chiacgo: "Girl, it's been one of those days again, and it seems like the harder I try..." That's the answer. Don't ask me why, ‘cause I don't even know.

Samurai Catburger meets The Flintstones

I was working on my animation called Samurai Catburger Eats the Flintstones and it was perfect. I just need to adjust some of the eating secondary motion for Fred Flintstone eating Barney. During the eating sequence, Barney keeps saying "Hey Fred uh whaddyo doing?" Until there isn't anymore Barney. Which also reminds me, I just finished reading the historical nonfiction epic poem called World War Z and there are a few eating sequences that were hard to get through. Some parts were good, some parts were horrifying. But we know that the zombie invasion will get here eventually, I mean Hollywood keeps making zombie movies so it must be real. The question is where were you when the World War Z movie came out?

Annie and Mr. Baldman

Daddy Warbucks, I just learnt, is the same person who plays Commando in the movie of the same name. Daddy Warbucks is also short for the movie Daddillion Warbucksomblitzer. In other more interesting news, two soldiers from China have completed the first digits replace/transfer. They have removed their fingers and toes and put each other's fingers back on the other's persons feet in opposite order. So now the one soldier's thumbs are in the pinky toe position on the other person's foot. When I asked them about why they might have done this, they simply said "Mew." I can't remember if I mentioned before that my next show is going to air on PBS. It's called Dirigible Abbey. I know the first thing that comes to mind and I have to say it's way off base. Robocop might share some similarities, but my legal team has made sure that our show is different enough to stay away from any potential copyright infringements. Detritus Abbey is the story of a girl and man and another man and another girl and another girl and another man and another man. These people meet some more people and then through a twist of fate and a twist of lemonlime, they each find love on distant planets.

A toast to the Poe Toaster

The Poe Toaster is a wild tale of romance and gun slinging in the early 19th century written by Virginia Plassambalm. So popular was the story, which was sold in B Dalton and Booksamillion until they both went out of business, that a variety of impostors arose and tried to claim the title of The Poe Toaster. There can be only one. The Poe Toaster shows himself once every year at the grave of Virginia Plassambalm, the author of The Poe Toaster, and he leaves behind a bottle of her favorite beverage, water. Then he, or she, I should say, makes a toast, then they eat the toast. That is the myth of the Poe Toaster. Even to this very day, their identity remains a mystery except for the fact that it is really Virginia Plassambalm disguised as a character from her very own novel toasting herself at her own fake gravestone. But these are just details. Everyone knows that Virginia died years ago although a body was never recovered.

How to lose a telemarketer in ten calls

I got a call from a telemarketer the other day. It was for a something or something or other. It was I think Pharma-related. Anyway, when the lady called up, it was obvious that it was a telemarketer or telemark for short. She said Can I please speak to <*****>? I said Yes one moment, can I tell him who's calling? She said "This is Rose Pattergillman with Pharmasearch Incorporated Associates Limited. I have a great deal for you to buy it." I said "To buy it? What does that mean?" She said "I mean, you need to buy it to use it." Ok, this is where the funny part happened. I said "I'm going to hang up on you because I don't understand your use of the pronoun "It"." She said "Ok I'll hangup." Then she hung up. It was a riot. You probably had to be there. But you were there, because you're in my dreams, haunting my sleep spindles. Or maybe I'm in your dreams, haunting your theta waves.

The Wind of Chimes

I am the wind blowing through your hair.  I am the shadow on the moon at night filling your dreams to the brim with creme.  I am the one living under your bed hair on my head and riding on sled.  What I'm saying here is I watched the movie called a nightmare before Christmas and these lines I have previously listed are the best lines in the movie. Also I won tickets for the Rachel Ray's new show called Rach.  It's a more abbreviated style show than Rachel Ray.  Instead of cooking "meals" or "mealing" in 30 minutes, she'll be mealing in 7 minutes. So she's picked a new taxidermist.  She's got to get all those ingredients from somewhere.  And I don't mean the taxidermist, I mean the grocery store.

The wrong side of the car

I was riding in a car the other morn and I was speaking to the driver.  He went on to explain that he was driving and not to bother him.  This is really interesting ok, I was talking to this person and he said to quit talking to him.  It was at that moment I realized that it was actually me that was driving the car and I had engaged in a conversation with myself.  Then I looked at the wheel and my hands were on the wheel.  It was truly interesting.  I'll tell you it was much more interesting that then two minutes of the Bolden Blobes that I watched.  The Blobes were a waste of time this year and all previous years as well.  Oh look how funny all the stars are. They're so witty and so attractive and so controversial.  Oh look one of them is doing something funny lets all laugh at the funny thing they're doing. It reminds me of that one part in Harry Potter and the Slander of Legitimate Authors when JKRowling McJKRowling said she wrote all those books and they turned out to be facsimiles of other prominent works of literature.  That was a serious hoot.  JK was hooting all over the place.

I would just like to say

Last night on Undead Samurai Catburger, the proto-ganist...Ok look, I can't write anymore about this. It's just not possible. It doesn't connect with my kata. My aura is disagreeing with this overall assessment. I wanted to write more about Undead Samurai Catburger but it's just not going happen right now.

Samurai Pizzas

I made the distinct distinction of realizing that the old 80's cartoon The Samurai Pizza Cats was just a knock-off of the old 70's cartoon called Pizza Cat Ninjas. You had a fat one, a girl one and a stupid one and the ninjas would steal cats and use them as pizza toppings, just like in the show Samurai Pizza Cats. Isn't that something? What you need to remember is that cartoons in the 80's just copy ideas from the 70's. So things like the old Pride and Prejudice cartoon and the Hulk Hogan Rock and Wrestling cartoon and the Phantasmagoria and Kettle Children Hour, all that stuff is just from the 70's. There's a direct linkage. There is also a direct linkage between the cost of affordability and the affordability of real estate on outer rim planets. There is a direct linkage.

Hamstring and the Ham Hams

The hams were a great band back in the ham, I mean, the day.  They had some good hits like "Summer of Ham" and "Summer of Hams."  All this talk about Ham is making me thirsty for that new Gatorade flavor, Ham flavor. That's kind of my thesis for this blog entry really, professional bloggers and ham have a long history of working through issues together.  But my other thesis is that people should not use facebook unless you want zuckerbeueurg to photobomb all your pictures, because that's what he's doing.  Except instead of photobombing, he's printing them all out on 4x6 photo paper and he's building a house with lumber made from your pictures.  What do you think about that facebook world?  And make no mistake, facebook will eventually overtake the internet as the number one use of the internet on facebook.

Business in China

Parity of pears is a saying that means when you have one thing that is the same as something else, it's called parity of pears. For example, I have one facebook account that I use for playing facebook solitaire and another account I use for playing facebook farmgame. These two accounts are basically the same, so when my friends on facebook pretend to be interested in what I'm doing, I say "Parity of pears," which to them means, my accounts are the same. It was actually said during the part in Jaws when they were talking about sharks and crocodiles and one of the guys says "Sharks eat people and so do Crocodiles." Then the main character, the city lifeguard that has a crush on the mayor's daughter but they can't be together because he's from a poor family and she is a Lithuanian-American but they secretly meet at the pool every night for time trials, says "Parity of pears."

Apply directly to foreface

If you apply HeadOn directly to your face, it should be called FaceOn don't you think?  If you apply facebook directly to your face it should be called waste of time don't you think? Even Suckerberg thinks so too, based on his remarks on the Canadian news show The National.  He was quoted to have said "I didn't really want to make Facebook a cultural defining moment for the world. I mean seriously people, what could you possibly be doing with it?" Later on the program he said "For me Facebook is like the mule with a spinning wheel. You take it, or you leave it." So it should come to no surprise for anyone except maybe that Giada McHoserelli girl who I think might be surprised to wake up and realize that her face is on backwards. That's how dumb she is. But it shouldn't surprise anyone else that Mark Zuckerburgh is quitting Facebook. You read it here first, he's quitting facebook. He'll still be CEO of the company but he's deleting his facebook page.

Tossed

I was pitching my new show idea at the new show idea people at the last PitchCon. It's a conference for pitchers and also other baseball players and fans. My new show is called Tossed. It's about a group of people, most of them completely unlikeable, that crash up on a deserted island full of other inhabitants. I even already have a fan group. They call themselves "Tossies" and they are simply rabid. One of them bit my arm and then said "I just bit the created of Tossed!" My bodyguards got eaten, but I made it out ok by using the old 2-ply trick. You take a roll of some high quality toilet paper like charmins or that one with the irritating talking puppy, and you remove half of the plys. Next, discard those plys. Finally, wrap the other half of the plys back on the roll and replace those in the package. Finally present those rolls of 1/2 plys to an unsuspecting person or persons. Finally watch the hilarious reaction as them attempt to use the plys only to find that they've been "Plyd." Anyway I used that trick to escape my rabid fans.

Cobbling with the best of them

There's no shame in being bested by the beat.

The Finnishest Piece of Finland

During my recent trip to Finnishland, I believe I'm spelling it correctly, I happenstanced upon an old lady peddler. I said "Hey Cobbler, what do you do for a living, peddle?" She said "Yes, that is what I do." I was summarily dumbfounded. Then she sold me some cobbler and it was pretty good. A touch on the sweet side, but it was still good. I appreciate cobblers where the top is more of a fine sheet of cobble with some knife pokes in it, instead of the more natural "natural-style" style. All this talk about cobblers reminds me I have a cobbler cooking, or "cobbling" as we in the cobbling business call it.

The Similarition

I was reading the Similiarition, which is a book by the famous author of many famous books, whose name is JRR Tulkin. You may remember him from such books as The Hardy Boys, The Nancy Drew Boys, The Grey Demon of Sanditon, Little Women of Horrors and Anger of Green Gables. His last and final book was called The Similarition. It's a prehistory of his other books. This means that it's a prehistory to events that have not yet happened. It's quite paradoxical if you ponder uponst it very long. To quote Giada Puscatelli or whatever her name is, "Basically" it's a story about the Vanir and the Nine Norse worlds. Hey I did a report on that in 6th grade. It was so good I can't even begin to describe it. I have the key to One-Eyed Willy. That was what my teacher wrote on the back of my assignment, right next to the A++ grade. I was motoring about town the other day and I chance to pip pip cheerio old boy govnah.  Action Go!  I also in that self same year did a report on the movie Conan the Barbarian.  I exposited about the high quality of the soundtrack.  As part of my report I went back in time to collect Conan the Barbarian, who was still being played by Arnold, and I brought him to the present where he acted as himself in the movie adaption of his life.  But I brought him to my school where he talked about making the movie and also about being a barbarian during the Hyborean Age.  I also nicely asked Basil Pouledouris to come and lead our school orchestra in The Riddle of Steel and Theology of Civilization.  Two of the very finest works of cinematic orchestra ever produced.  Then in the final years of the Hyborean Age, when the oceans drank Atlantis, hither came Conan a Cimmerian.

See you in Hale

I was playing Metal Slug X, the finest in the series, while I listened to Dido. In the words of Dido, "I am what I am, I do what I want, and I'll play Metal Slug X till the cows come home...until you're reading here with me..." I saw something on TV that made me wish I threw up when I saw it because that's the most appropriate response. What's her bucket, you know, she's married to a Xenomorph, she had a "cooking" show on the television where she overused the words "basically" and "nice" and there were always pictures of her drinking with her groovy friends. I don't know her real name honestly. I do know she's the epitome of innocuous and if I ate anything she cooked, I would be so bored, I'd probably fall over from boredom. I'm using innocuous as a derogatory remark, not the usually connotative form. Anyway, she was on tv the other day and I wanted to make myself throw up, but I didn't. But it's like Sarah Brightman always says "From space, the planet is blue."

The road to Halifax is paved with Green Gable intentions

Halifax, Haliburton, what's the difference really? I was reading Anne of Green Gables the other day on my new iReader or iRap for short. It automatically changes written text to rap and so Ms. Stacy was just blowin' up.

Chapter 10: Python is for winners

But not just for winners, also people who like coming in second place and possibly third. I frequent a webcomic called "Webcomix Debugged." It's really funny. It's sort of like a sitcom without the obnoxious couch that somehow finds it's way into every single episode. Ha ha ha look at that couch. It's so funny. Ha ha ha the couch even gets it's own laugh track, what a funny couch. I enjoy seeing network shows, particularly 1 hour dramas and half hour comedies, get maligned and abused and then cancelled.  It always puts me in a reasonable mood to see them go out the door like that. Because network execs don't know what the people want to see. Ok I have to admit though, I watched the finale of Desperate Housewives and I was filled with such apathy that I can't even finish this sentence. I mean, this one, because I already finished the other one. Dangit. Anyway, all I remember is seeing like 150 dead people as they were driving away and wondering to myself, when did all these people die? When I wrote the first season, we only had like 2 people die. I guess that's why they kicked me off the show, because not enough people were dying.

The pervasity of ubiquity

Let me ask you a introspective question.  Ok fine, nevermind. I was listening to Kelly Clarkson and I recently just learned that she is in fact related to Jeremy Clarkson of the show Top Gear and the motown musical group The Clarkson 5. Top Gear is a British motoring show. Can you hear the Britiannia in that statement? A motoring show. A show about motoring. Motoring about town. Of course this makes no grammatical sense so we need to translate it.  To translate this, think of a verb or action word, and then think of the source of the kinetic energy of that verb or the source of the motion or activity i.e. which stands for in example, jumping. Jumping is the verb, now think of the source of the kinetic energy for that action. In this case, its your legs. Jumping becomes legging. I'll use it in a sentence. I was legging around town and dropped my pocketwatch. There you go.

Yooface

Of course the whole internetosphere is afire with the recent announcement by Yooface.com to purchase Youface.com. Both faces have been locked, eye to eye, in a deadly game of who's yooze. It's my opinion that Yooface is the most capable social foodworking website to take on the social behemoth of myfacebookspace.com. In other news, people are quitting facebook left and right, both liberal and conservative. I would recommend that you do the same as well. Lets all, as a community of humankind, raise the level of communication out of the depths of your current location with a LOL tacked on the end. Nobody truly cares and if they say they do, they're lying. I'm not trying to be overly mean, just mean enough to make people understand that posting what you're having for dinner or how much gas you just bought or what you dog eats is just not interesting to anyone but you. At least in the realm of social facebooking. Vets of course will want to know what your dog eats, but that is a rare circumstance. Lets have real conversations with real people using real communication devices like your vocal chords paired with your lips.  In other news, gooble plus is just as bad.

Hammer of the Gauls

There comes a time in every Gaul's life that they have to stop blogging.  But today is not that day.  Today is not the day to quit blogging. Speaking of blogging, I have noticed a paradigm shift in the the blogosphere, which by the way isn't a real world, it's just something that journalists use to sound awesome, but blogging has become passe. It's been hewn down in the face of twits, myspace and friendsters. But that's good though because I have been forseeing this event for years now.

Hamstring and the Hamhams

The hams were a great band back in the ham, I mean, the day.  They had some good hits like "Summer of Ham" and "Summer of Hams."  All this talk about Ham is making me thirsty for that new Gatorade flavor, Ham flavor. That's kind of my thesis for this blog entry really, professional bloggers and ham have a long history of working through issues together.  But my other thesis is that people should not use facebook unless you want zuckerbeueurg to photobomb all your pictures, because that's what he's doing.  Except instead of photobombing, he's printing them all out on 4x6 photo paper and he's building a house with lumber made from your pictures.  What do you think about that facebook world?  And make no mistake, facebook will eventually overtake the internet as the number one use of the internet on facebook.

Theory of Teletubbies

I have a theory of the origin of teletubbies.  Even though they aren't relevant like they used to be, I think there are still some lessons that need to be learned from our illiterate posterity.  I say posterity because that's my theory.  My theory is thus:  In the far distant future, the very far distant future that is, many hundreds of thousands of years, possibly millions, long after all the dolphins left earth for the heart of the galaxy, long after earth became completely uninhabitable and was then reterraformed by the moon colonists, much past all that.  With the melting of the ice caps and dwindling molten core, the land area of earth is one large temperate band of flat green field that runs between what used to be called the tropic of cancer and capricorn around the entire planet.    Everything above and below that are calm, shallow, warm oceans.  Why it's like that is of course completely lost.  That knowledge might have still been on the moon in some forgotten records vault except when earth was pulled out of the solar system by a collapsing star, the moon collided with Mars and both Lunar and Martian colonies were completely destroyed.  In its new home, Earth is equidistant between two ordinary m-class stars providing permanent daylight and moderate temperatures to both hemispheres.  Earth, now having no moon and no revolutions, has no tides and no wind.  It is completely silent.  The few humans who made it off the moon before it's obliteration landed on the earth and found it to be pleasant.  There are no trees, no wildlife, and due to genetic engineering with moon grass, the grass on earth never grows more than 5 inches.  Mixed in with the grass they would occasionally find large flat brown mushrooms which they began to eat.  As the settlers took the space elevator and not a starship from the moon, they came only with that they had in their hands so they had no technology to synthesize the mushrooms.  They had to gather them.  Thus they became a foraging people.  As the need to eat began to overtake all other needs, things like clothes and material possessions lost all importance.  Communication became more gestural.  Talking became more of an annoyance because you had to stop eating to talk.  As the centuries went by, the civilization of humans reverted back completely to primitive gathering tribes.  They banded together in groups and guarded the ground with the most mushrooms.  As the need to eat increased, groups would encroach on other groups' territory causing conflicts which were settled by trying to knock each other over with their stomachs, running and jumping at each other.  The person who was left standing was the victor and could collect the mushrooms.  In this manner territories were shaped.  They would paint pictures on their stomachs using the few colors they could find from the underside of the mushrooms.  After each battle, they would paint new pictures of the preceding conflict.  As the tribes grew larger, they would use the colors to align themselves to a group.  There was one color per group and they painted their whole bodies except for their large stomachs with one of four colors:  red, yellow, green or purple.  It was in this state that the earth was discovered by benevolent aliens.  The aliens didn't know what to do with this strange group of colored people who couldn't talk, couldn't communicate, ate all the time, painted themselves and fought constantly.  The aliens didn't want to introduce another belligerent species into the galaxy.  They didn't know where humans came from or their history, all they knew is what they saw.  So like any good aliens, they quickly abducted the humans and began experimenting with them.  What they found out is that the mushrooms they had been eating for years was actually changing their physiology.  Their skin was becoming softer, like the top of a mushroom.  Their brains were becoming more primitive, almost all conscious thought being replaced by the desire to eat.  The aliens decided to simply to speed up the process.  They dropped them back on earth a new species.  Large round heads, colored furry bodies, soft stomachs and the aliens even added a special feature.  Since they seemed to like painting their stomachs, they implanted special monitors to send the humans messages and instructions.  They gave them special antennas on their heads which would allow the transmissions.  The aliens then did a small bit of terraforming of their own.  They created a homes for them in the grass and gave them robots which could synthesize the mushroom tops they loved to eat so much.  During the terraforming, they discovered a few items from the ancient times like a scooter and purse and fashioned new ones for them.  From a faded picture they found in a purse of a baby dressed up as a sunflower, they created a baby sun image which would simulate the rising and setting of the sun as found on the alien's home planet.  They planted flowers and made puddles and put speakers around to instruct the humans on specific behavior like when it's time to go to sleep and wake up.  The Lalas, the Pos, the Dipsys and the Tinky Winkys were each named by the first one of their color to speak.  The aliens then took one each and grouped them in fours and transplanted them all over the green fields of earth with special boundaries to keep them separated.  The aliens, still not really sure where these people came from, began broadcasting a live monitoring feed towards the general direction that planet earth came from in hopes that someone would pick it up.  But as an added measure of assurance, they time-phased the signal so that it would reach whomever was out here at any given time, like our time for instance.  We are able to pick up their broadcast signal and the people at the tv network decided to make a show out of it.  Of course they don't really know what they had stumbled upon, that it's really a record of human life in the far distant future.  But that's what it is.  Humans have become teletubbies.  And you will too if you're not careful.